<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148</id><updated>2011-08-02T01:02:43.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>柠檬の味道</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8953401498968796659</id><published>2010-10-20T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T01:57:20.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 oct 2010 marks the first.</title><content type='html'>Yepp, its sure the first. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy today.&lt;br /&gt;as in real happy, not total satisfaction from all the good things that could happen though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i earned back a friend, i found out something that was bugging me a few days,&lt;br /&gt;and ~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is still a lot of unsettled things,&lt;br /&gt;and i don't mean admin work and sorts.&lt;br /&gt;its all human relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think:&lt;br /&gt;-i gain a hater&lt;br /&gt;-i receiving more dislike from a good friend&lt;br /&gt;-im still not settled with *milan*&lt;br /&gt;-and i want to know who " " is. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda stupid to be posting on blog, and leaving so much&lt;br /&gt;empty spaces to let imaginations run wild.&lt;br /&gt;but well, who knows who's reading my blog yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came across something lately.&lt;br /&gt;What's your opinion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person you likes, cheats on you before you start a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;What will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-loves :) nights all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8953401498968796659?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8953401498968796659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8953401498968796659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8953401498968796659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8953401498968796659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/19-oct-2010-marks-first.html' title='19 oct 2010 marks the first.'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2018956691577253307</id><published>2010-10-05T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T02:42:01.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting over</title><content type='html'>So much for being a sloth today.&lt;br /&gt;I finished season 4 charm&lt;br /&gt;now at season 5, 9th epi.&lt;br /&gt;pretty fast eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like changing a hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh! no more bleaching&lt;br /&gt;my hair can't take it haha!&lt;br /&gt;wanna cut it short and dye it reddish black.&lt;br /&gt;you know like those layered shoulder length look.&lt;br /&gt;though thick hair is like the "IN" thing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;removed my french nails,&lt;br /&gt;and replaced with something quite ugly.&lt;br /&gt;i think im removing it tmr, change it to something simple.&lt;br /&gt;im lazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadnt really been into stretching lately.&lt;br /&gt;im paranoid by my unknown aches.&lt;br /&gt;im also feeling a little guilt.&lt;br /&gt;not little, maybe a lot. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow these will get over soon&lt;br /&gt;yea it will.&lt;br /&gt;and im realizing something odd from myself.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;im going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2018956691577253307?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2018956691577253307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2018956691577253307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2018956691577253307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2018956691577253307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/starting-over.html' title='starting over'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1732636694207196463</id><published>2010-10-04T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T00:09:04.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>today was fun,&lt;br /&gt;but in some way i was restricted.&lt;br /&gt;bound by my own thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;in anyway, shouldnt have went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im freaking screwed up now.&lt;br /&gt;i swear the alcohol from the drinking game wasnt the cost.&lt;br /&gt;im not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel very sick in within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i'll be probably taking another shot later.&lt;br /&gt;im crying, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when people don't listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just sleeping with tears tonight again.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like sharing to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand myself,&lt;br /&gt;let alone people who will understand while listening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what ever, im just a freaking emo kid.&lt;br /&gt;nights all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going mia again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1732636694207196463?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1732636694207196463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1732636694207196463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1732636694207196463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1732636694207196463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2267519870503302996</id><published>2010-09-30T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T01:06:24.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TABOO</title><content type='html'>damn! you're reading right!&lt;br /&gt;i know! when i do updates, its a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;because the fun thing will be at kuro-yuumi.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally did like 2 taboo things that i'll never imagine myself doing.&lt;br /&gt;I never would imagined myself going on a date,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never imagine myself taking alcohol when im out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;HEY i know what you;re thinking of, im not attached for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;im not ready -_-~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i went out with someone.&lt;br /&gt;i totally didnt know he treat it as a date.&lt;br /&gt;i thought.. it was purely. genuinely. an interest.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like an ass now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, i went out with a senior and his friend&lt;br /&gt;at old school timbre for a drink&lt;br /&gt;omg DRINK outside. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt strong, so its okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;hey! should try one day, the pizza is niceee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i've been thinking a lot of crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting indecisive again.&lt;br /&gt;by enjoying things that are happening,&lt;br /&gt;i was ignoring the side that i need to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;i think, someday i need to get all of these out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;its really burning inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think ppl will just slap me for it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an ass now. haha &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2267519870503302996?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2267519870503302996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2267519870503302996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2267519870503302996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2267519870503302996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/taboo.html' title='TABOO'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-496933351554300621</id><published>2010-09-11T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T02:07:59.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont call my name</title><content type='html'>I'm back from a day of dance (Replay - Shinee)&lt;br /&gt;and dinner with desmond and shimin.&lt;br /&gt;pretty nice to walk around the marina coast bay or whatever its called haha!&lt;br /&gt;love the live band at the hotel there,&lt;br /&gt;inspires me so much to learn keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about money matters&lt;br /&gt;and here comes all my WANTS.&lt;br /&gt;saw that? not a NEED.&lt;br /&gt;well, i really is in love with the candy series lenses&lt;br /&gt;because they are so paranoia dolls like!&lt;br /&gt;We could totally make a shoot on that. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alienation photography ,&lt;br /&gt;which i prefer not going after it.&lt;br /&gt;so it made me really want to have a ST600 samsung&lt;br /&gt;because of the totally awesome front display!&lt;br /&gt;save me the trouble of always taking in front of a reflective surface.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a in built photographer and self model.&lt;br /&gt;except i don't think im pretty or what LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for ganguro shoot!&lt;br /&gt;HEY where to FIND BROWN 2 WAY CAKE &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-with love,&lt;br /&gt;lemon &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;off with the hints&lt;br /&gt;i prefer to play mysterious&lt;br /&gt;thats your kind of play&lt;br /&gt;ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-496933351554300621?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/496933351554300621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=496933351554300621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/496933351554300621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/496933351554300621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/dont-call-my-name.html' title='dont call my name'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2557156603890576702</id><published>2010-09-09T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:44:10.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hearts</title><content type='html'>i'm so excited about the styling we're about to do.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till we get the things ready.&lt;br /&gt;some body! tell me where i can get really dark coloured 2 way cake!&lt;br /&gt;or foundation.&lt;br /&gt;just not mud :X haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the vk shoot. ahhh net idea. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2557156603890576702?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2557156603890576702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2557156603890576702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2557156603890576702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2557156603890576702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/hearts.html' title='hearts'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7503683354612616280</id><published>2010-09-07T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T01:15:50.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attachment was god damn lousy today.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im really exhausted from all it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also. year 1 will be year 1. haha&lt;br /&gt;they just, really get me into a lot of troubles.&lt;br /&gt;can't blame right. -_-&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wasn't like that.&lt;br /&gt;and the new teacher, she really gives me the feeling of&lt;br /&gt;another teacher *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this damn nice contacts lenses&lt;br /&gt;so many colours&lt;br /&gt;i want all.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;cant possibly. :X&lt;br /&gt;nvm, prioritise, and slowly collect haha!&lt;br /&gt;indeed, shopping cures depression&lt;br /&gt;but the poo poo pants just got me more depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think im really going to work soon&lt;br /&gt;as much as i am reluctant to.&lt;br /&gt;and as much as i want to.&lt;br /&gt;because, it gives me cash income.&lt;br /&gt;i feel the need for it really.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are being more heck about my meals.&lt;br /&gt;i cant just stay at home and starve.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach will stick to my back. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired, im going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;say hi to 10 more hours,&lt;br /&gt;and hi to holidays&lt;br /&gt;to all who have papers tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;gambatteh! akiramenai!&lt;br /&gt;chuus &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;when all that is you have to say&lt;br /&gt;you're really heartless&lt;br /&gt;so i really didn't have an impact in you?&lt;br /&gt;you totally crushed my dear mood&lt;br /&gt;i hope sleep cures depression too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7503683354612616280?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7503683354612616280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7503683354612616280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7503683354612616280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7503683354612616280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/attachment-was-god-damn-lousy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6102128465328786905</id><published>2010-08-31T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:50:20.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>I feel like crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6102128465328786905?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7439532307489380177</id><published>2010-08-31T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T01:58:37.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>endless story</title><content type='html'>Grandma was still not recovering&lt;br /&gt;therefore the MIA-ing at msn and blog and fb.&lt;br /&gt;at least i could tweet a little at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent had the feeling to study&lt;br /&gt;i heard there is a lot for the thursday one.&lt;br /&gt;i guess after attachment tmr, im going to be super tired.&lt;br /&gt;and also i'll just clear off all the temptation i might have&lt;br /&gt;and chiong all the way to friday.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess now, with ____ im feeling happy and sort&lt;br /&gt;but i can't feel not guilty towards _____&lt;br /&gt;can't say its like a spoiler or what.&lt;br /&gt;well, im just afraid of the day that'll come&lt;br /&gt;where we will fall off.&lt;br /&gt;now we have ghost in our heart, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;this is so bad -_-~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;approximately 6 hours of sleep&lt;br /&gt;10 hours of attachment (oh shit, i just forgotten about the 1 hour break)&lt;br /&gt;and then maybe like 5-6 hours of self entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;are you counting the hours? yeah! 22 hours O_Oll&lt;br /&gt;i thought i neede 8 hours of sleep haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the 48hours and above of studying awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;gambatteh neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya&lt;br /&gt;if you're interested in the seirensei, please tell me&lt;br /&gt;so i can send you the rsvp linkie&lt;br /&gt;its all about gakuen matsuri&lt;br /&gt;you know like schol festival for japanese&lt;br /&gt;haunted mansion, maid cafe&lt;br /&gt;and all the food selling.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7439532307489380177?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7439532307489380177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7439532307489380177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7439532307489380177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7439532307489380177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/endless-story.html' title='endless story'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5064690484153697532</id><published>2010-08-27T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:44:44.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i see your face</title><content type='html'>I read the lyrics of the song on your wall&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but to think of the times&lt;br /&gt;and the things we used to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;You sure remember that that picture&lt;br /&gt;used to makes me laugh in horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you sang this song&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt take note about the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;it just seems like its describing what&lt;br /&gt;you were feeling back then.&lt;br /&gt;the random game, hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, a lot of people think that&lt;br /&gt;i should just ignore you&lt;br /&gt;but i just know you are feeling horrible&lt;br /&gt;but i, don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm pretty set and know what i can do&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it'll change everything&lt;br /&gt;but at least if it relieves you a little&lt;br /&gt;just after that&lt;br /&gt;I can be a little mean&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;i can be mean. i can.&lt;br /&gt;karma already befalls me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*self hypnotise*&lt;br /&gt;no i don't care, i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-can't you, be a little more like them?-&lt;br /&gt;-but maybe you're not them, that's why i'm determined-&lt;br /&gt;-determined, to be waiting here aimlessly-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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face'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-4349296998100430555</id><published>2010-08-26T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:48:09.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=-=</title><content type='html'>i need some kind of memory loss accidents&lt;br /&gt;just like the one i had around 3-4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can live life happier like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My live's is a mask.&lt;br /&gt;only a few manage to unveil it.&lt;br /&gt;and see my true self.&lt;br /&gt;true self my shit.&lt;br /&gt;so horrible feeling now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dunno if i have).&lt;br /&gt;because it ain't the right thing&lt;br /&gt;and you'll just fall deeper, and get hurt even more in the end.&lt;br /&gt;I could have end everything now.&lt;br /&gt;but, what about your side.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be horrible for you no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose a friend like you.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, those acts of yours,&lt;br /&gt;its not an act of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;i realised it too late.&lt;br /&gt;i don't deserve such treatments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. do you know?&lt;br /&gt;you're selfish to an extent too.&lt;br /&gt;you don't think of how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;its not just on my side.&lt;br /&gt;because you also think that its not normal now.&lt;br /&gt;its not normal for me, i know it myself.&lt;br /&gt;i feel horrible for all those lies.&lt;br /&gt;you know what keeps me going?&lt;br /&gt;to live in denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i wasnt that girl you were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;you just find some kind of thrill and essence from it.&lt;br /&gt;you don't speak sincerely too.&lt;br /&gt;you've said before "beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder"&lt;br /&gt;so what makes it fair to describe me so perfectly?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just contradicting myself.&lt;br /&gt;because i would know that if i would tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;they would have been scolding me and force me to settle these things.&lt;br /&gt;i should, shouldnt i?&lt;br /&gt;i think blog just serves me a platform to complain.&lt;br /&gt;if this gets out to him, god knows what he'll do.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just get this privated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-neh, if i posed as any kind of attraction to you, can't you just take me away-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2230972275851252537</id><published>2010-08-23T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T04:02:05.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-</title><content type='html'>200th post. i know its random, but its just my thoughts here im putting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know all these things that i've been doing&lt;br /&gt;are making you so sleepless and stuff&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry and somehow i get a little backen off from it&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just that im secretly thinking that&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be tied down by a person&lt;br /&gt;that i don't really know much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to give up your happiness&lt;br /&gt;to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;because i know it hurts deep inside you.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for you to look for your own happiness&lt;br /&gt;and move on.&lt;br /&gt;its better for you.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't deserve that priviliege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, people who think i blog emo-ly&lt;br /&gt;then, open your eyes big.&lt;br /&gt;these are my thoughts, this is a public space&lt;br /&gt;and this IS MY SPACE.&lt;br /&gt;its how i type and exposes my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;if this turns you off,&lt;br /&gt;why are you even reading up to this point?&lt;br /&gt;and, im not like a happy go lucky person with no worries&lt;br /&gt;im sure everyone does have their worries&lt;br /&gt;if they don't, then congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;good night -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2230972275851252537?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2173051283374560318</id><published>2010-08-23T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:56:17.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>natsu matsuri</title><content type='html'>been having fun lately for meeting up with nana&lt;br /&gt;to get her yukata&lt;br /&gt;and the epic moments before the natsu matsuri&lt;br /&gt;that was some experience to have.&lt;br /&gt;try wearing a yukata and board the mrt (Y) haha!&lt;br /&gt;and a woman FAILED to explain to her child that we're"japanese"&lt;br /&gt;she said we were koreans. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got to play games during natsu matsuri&lt;br /&gt;was looking out for the balloon yoyo and the fishing,&lt;br /&gt;but only the yoyo was available&lt;br /&gt;my the other disappointment was the candy apple&lt;br /&gt;which really did sold out fast :/&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to join bon odori,&lt;br /&gt;but it was rather wet at the grounds&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldnt want to go alone there either. haha!&lt;br /&gt;the platforms for the stage should be higher though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt rather guilty though.&lt;br /&gt;i really DID though that someone did asked nonie.&lt;br /&gt;should have asked right? :/&lt;br /&gt;i bet she felt really bad when we left her out. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;and today we went over to have korean bbq dinner&lt;br /&gt;initially i thought we will be within the budget.&lt;br /&gt;but when one more person came&lt;br /&gt;food were ordered more, and i swear i was panicking for the cost.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, im prepared to pay more(knowing how ex it would be),&lt;br /&gt;but what about the others?&lt;br /&gt;i honestly thought, the person who highly disrecommend the place&lt;br /&gt;would not have ordered that 2 portion&lt;br /&gt;if she have already known that, they didnt suit her likings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i guess i have been really spending too much.&lt;br /&gt;im killed by guilt for not paying the $63 still counting.&lt;br /&gt;im considering whether to tell her about the instructor incident.&lt;br /&gt;but she wouldnt care either.&lt;br /&gt;she wrote an email for saying that she knows we have out reasons,&lt;br /&gt;but she stil wants her money back.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW. but..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to persuade my mum to pay&lt;br /&gt;because i don't have a bank account (to transfer)&lt;br /&gt;let alone after all these money spend, i don't have money for holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and for that one cert which i am pretty confident to earn at least a silver&lt;br /&gt;why not.&lt;br /&gt;but duh, they said the cert is totally free&lt;br /&gt;and want us to pay $7 more (??????)&lt;br /&gt;free eh.&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to think they handle things really very amateur.&lt;br /&gt;see the way they type the emails.&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;i just think that, i wasnt fated to join this whole thing&lt;br /&gt;and people just wants to make more obstacles for me to pursue my interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from all these things,&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly felt like taking up ballet classes. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;or maybe piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;or BETTER hiphop classes&lt;br /&gt;since holidays are coming after exams,&lt;br /&gt;i could at least afford when i start working.&lt;br /&gt;anybody got lobang?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2173051283374560318?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2173051283374560318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2173051283374560318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2173051283374560318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2173051283374560318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/natsu-matsuri.html' title='natsu matsuri'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5271458611094133193</id><published>2010-08-21T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T03:12:51.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abon festive</title><content type='html'>I've been meeting nana jie to hunt around for yukata&lt;br /&gt;you know why?&lt;br /&gt;its for the abon festival, the natsu matsuri&lt;br /&gt;and its in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope it'll not be a disappointment&lt;br /&gt;where i;ve been getting excited over it for a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to try out the new yukata which is like dark blue-purple&lt;br /&gt;with red fishes designed.&lt;br /&gt;so much for the feel of the festive eh!&lt;br /&gt;will post the pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with tomorrow and sunday,&lt;br /&gt;i would have met nana jie for over 5 days&lt;br /&gt;haha! scary LOL.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i think its cool to hang around her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of restless lately&lt;br /&gt;and cashless. its suck during holidays&lt;br /&gt;because i don't see allowance. -_-.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, and i want to wake up early and sleep late&lt;br /&gt;to fully utilize the full day&lt;br /&gt;but i guess sleep is really needed&lt;br /&gt;i feel so exhausted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoying stuff happens&lt;br /&gt;but some good stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;i shall just embrace the goodness in life.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i guess humans have too to be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;because it protects themselves from getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;and because selfish people exists to hurt them&lt;br /&gt;what goes around comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pass by that place today&lt;br /&gt;it kind of reminds me the stupid stuff i did&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me wonders whether&lt;br /&gt;it was just a spitting distance pass you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5271458611094133193?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5271458611094133193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=5271458611094133193' title='0 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regretting&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why everytime when i'm about to lose something&lt;br /&gt;i get more anxious and wants to save it&lt;br /&gt;but when i did, i began to see the ugly side of things&lt;br /&gt;thats when i get sick of it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, all my posts and statuses&lt;br /&gt;have no business with you&lt;br /&gt;stop asking me because i will just find&lt;br /&gt;some ridiculous excuse to make you believe&lt;br /&gt;and you'll never get to the bottom of it.&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;i think you're just annoying when you always start with&lt;br /&gt;"oh, then what is (status) about" in a soft voice&lt;br /&gt;i think thats annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to use the method&lt;br /&gt;maybe trying to close myself&lt;br /&gt;would stop giving me this kind of trouble&lt;br /&gt;i want peace in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2997878064750408267</id><published>2010-08-15T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:39:46.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to know what is the choice taken.&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. we talk like strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2997878064750408267?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2997878064750408267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>Being loved is a happy thing.&lt;br /&gt;when truth is out.&lt;br /&gt;Ugliness shows.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe shouldnt be loved at first after all.&lt;br /&gt;Both parties get hurt in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2190261626841606892?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2190261626841606892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2190261626841606892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2190261626841606892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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into guilt&lt;br /&gt;some people think that i should just cry out in front of that person&lt;br /&gt;but wouldn't it like, make it hard for that person? :/&lt;br /&gt;i should be more hard hearted. right? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to see what will happen after this sunday&lt;br /&gt;its all going to turn out epic. i think?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh everything is so depressing. haha!&lt;br /&gt;nvm, night night all :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8232696105247386438?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8232696105247386438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8232696105247386438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to find a place i belong to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? if you were to blame me and fault me for it,&lt;br /&gt;i might have felt better.&lt;br /&gt;but you went and make the other one felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;indirectly making me feel so vexed by it.&lt;br /&gt;conscious by it.&lt;br /&gt;its not a good thing you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i HAD to keep quiet the whole time through out&lt;br /&gt;its like, anytime you do something, theres someone out there&lt;br /&gt;JUST looking at you. LIke stares.&lt;br /&gt;finding faults, waiting to create more gaga out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Great, people who can't mind your own business&lt;br /&gt;you just successfully affected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i know what is coming for me&lt;br /&gt;After all the things, i'll lose this place of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i know it, you dun have to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;you'll get it back, rest assured.&lt;br /&gt;now you're happy, everyone is backing up for you.&lt;br /&gt;yeah im the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;the person who cries first wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so vexed geez.&lt;br /&gt;and yet i have to see you and your bf in the bus&lt;br /&gt;like, staring at me from the back.&lt;br /&gt;good la, have backup. you win.&lt;br /&gt;i have no say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-4222621426793637366?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4222621426793637366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=4222621426793637366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4222621426793637366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4222621426793637366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='``'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3293816872652132660</id><published>2010-06-16T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T22:55:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~</title><content type='html'>was out with xxxx and xxxxxx for dinner today&lt;br /&gt;i x-ed them out, girls you should know why. haha!&lt;br /&gt;i missed them so much, meeting once in a while IS nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen when you put girls together,&lt;br /&gt;you GOSSIP. yeah we did. haha!&lt;br /&gt;thought we didn't get to really walk around much?&lt;br /&gt;i think we had our little fill in catching up (:&lt;br /&gt;im sorry, if i tried to direct my topic away.&lt;br /&gt;just didn't wanted to talk about those matters (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, when i was returning home with xxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;there was a girl who played her opera songs so loud.&lt;br /&gt;but it didnt sound like opera. it sounded dark, and scary&lt;br /&gt;like how people use to portray spirits lurking in horror movie?&lt;br /&gt;that was like freaking scary, and to think that technology was so good lately&lt;br /&gt;you didnt know where the sound is coming from. *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;and it was FOLLOWING US AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, my legs were jelly.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, not to mention her weird posing arms and fingers...&lt;br /&gt;she must have been!.... ok, i won't judge her :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel my little confuse and lost here and there&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll be gone until sunday. because of camps.&lt;br /&gt;im having a little fight within myself whether to go anot.&lt;br /&gt;i need my holidays, i want to cut my hair, i want to do my nails. LOL&lt;br /&gt;omona! amanda is so hiao~ *blush* ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;no la, people will just simply say that im ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;hey you know? its an OUCH. cuz i dislikes ah lian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i see you smile, i'll be happy&lt;br /&gt;what if i can't even see your smiles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was there, at the place near where you live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my timing and my intention of going to there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;was simply because i hoped that i would see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;iwas looking around, i was making wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i was hoping that, anyone that i would have seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;or glanced at, would be you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why am i looking for you so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cant you just appear before me? ):.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i still have hope, sundown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but i doubt i would see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and i dun have the confident to look nice in front of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but i do want to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i do want you to fall in love with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you're worth it, im willing to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll wait for you. 82 days left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3293816872652132660?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3293816872652132660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3293816872652132660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3293816872652132660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3293816872652132660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post_16.html' title='~~'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7501275868739344773</id><published>2010-06-15T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:03:51.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>Im not strong, im not happy go lucky as you see.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that i shouldn't think so much sometimes, but i cant help to.&lt;br /&gt;god knows how many post i have written and hid it as drafts.&lt;br /&gt;its its. all about things im unhappy about.&lt;br /&gt;life, is like that. you aren't satisfied by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what im turning to.&lt;br /&gt;is changing a new me that unsatisfying to people?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i know that i live for myself, i be who i am.&lt;br /&gt;but i dun even know who i am now.&lt;br /&gt;why is everyone having issues with my attitude?&lt;br /&gt;im just trying, to protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;cant i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always said, and felt that. i can't live long&lt;br /&gt;its just a very bad feeling i have.&lt;br /&gt;you know how some people, they are able to see their future.&lt;br /&gt;my future? is a room of darkness, just like how you see when you close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, i really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;so cant i just go for some life-changing stuff once in a while to do crazy things?&lt;br /&gt;i know how much i have missed out for the past 16 years. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you know sometimes, when i walk on the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i think about how you might have walked on it, with whoever i duno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;how about the thousands and millions faces i have seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;did i ever take a glance of you before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i hate it how, people get closer to you, when i know you longest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i should have known about you more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i hate losing, i really hate losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and how she said you're flirting with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its been like this for 3 years. whats fucking wrong with her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so she thinks she like freaking close to you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;come on, shut up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dun deserve to be said like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dun give you fucking attitude for you to be spraying acid on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and do you know how hard it is, to actually be waiting for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i dunno about you just like how you were trying to wait for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im sorry, i knew you were lonely, but did you know i was lonely as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;do you know how i feel, when those people come over and confront me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;do you know all the bad things they said about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;do you.. understand the pain i had to gone through...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;do i not deserve to be loved, and love as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you know? i really like you. it hadnt changed for 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if it did, i would have felt nothing after we separated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;why do i feel worst than the first time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you understand right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;who are you hinting again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what are you trying to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cant you tell me? cant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i guess, i dun deserve to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im not someone you can trust. right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i leave no space in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;even if one day, i go missing, i die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i won't be missed. i won't. probably not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you'll just get over with it so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and get another of your love, or someone to share with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a lvoe that i can never have. the voice of yours i'll never hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and the care and love under you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;honestly, i envy those girls who dated with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i feel i can do better than them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i can give you the care you wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im not materialistic. because i do give in my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;neh. what about you? have you ever thought of that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;have you ever tried being confident and says, i'll give you happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;would you do that extend to work for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i did, you can see it. but you didnt liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;how did i felt? have you even tried thinking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;be. sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7501275868739344773?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7501275868739344773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7501275868739344773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7501275868739344773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7501275868739344773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-859828464981877039</id><published>2010-04-10T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:09:44.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bastard</title><content type='html'>You were interested when I was black-haired, and natural.&lt;br /&gt;You weren't interested when I am bleached-hair and makeups.&lt;br /&gt;From admire, to denial.&lt;br /&gt;So you were one of the guys who are after the looks only.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konbawa minna san!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what i did and ate yesterday that made me fell ill&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6 plus today from seemingly gastric pain&lt;br /&gt;and was so nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;I stood in front of the toilet bowl&lt;br /&gt;and frightened my mother. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling so bad that i sat with my back lying on the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;My mother passed me a pill, and some warm water and nagged at me. HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;then when she was off to the market, i almost puked, and i had diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, no "Sh**" you know, i was passing out water. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid that i got too dehydrated from it that i stopped myself from going toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Another bad thing was, period.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my bed didn't get stained ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept like the whole day&lt;br /&gt;Because i was feeling really weak and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Had only a bowl of porridge and some preserved vegs for lunch&lt;br /&gt;More like it was breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that i was alive for a moment&lt;br /&gt;and went back to sleep at 4 pm.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could have a rest until 4.30pm then start showering&lt;br /&gt;preparing to go grandma house&lt;br /&gt;But it was really bad, and i was afraid i might vomit in my dad's car&lt;br /&gt;You know how bad my car sickess is, especially weekends(weirdly)&lt;br /&gt;So i slept all the way to 8.30 pm i think?&lt;br /&gt;I know i woke up on a few occasion sweating badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the weather, and then, i had my air-con blanket to cover me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;But it was still cold.&lt;br /&gt;Glad the home-made prescription was pretty well&lt;br /&gt;I didnt see a doctor. Only if tmr it gets worst, i might go to one.&lt;br /&gt;My hair was definitely in a really bad condition.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't MESSY&lt;br /&gt;It was rough, bad curly state and touching it its like.. WIRE =_=&lt;br /&gt;really bad.&lt;br /&gt;But after the shower, it was back to normal&lt;br /&gt;i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, im going to dig out some aimless coincidences. LOL&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-859828464981877039?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/859828464981877039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=859828464981877039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/859828464981877039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/859828464981877039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/bastard.html' title='bastard'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1115305456247686845</id><published>2010-04-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:40:40.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When people called me to not hold on,&lt;br /&gt;I didnt.&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people told me to hold on,&lt;br /&gt;I held on tightly.&lt;br /&gt;and was badly hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these,&lt;br /&gt;should i still hold on?&lt;br /&gt;because in anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i will still get hurt right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1115305456247686845?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1115305456247686845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1115305456247686845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1115305456247686845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1115305456247686845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-people-called-me-to-not-hold-on-i.html' title=''/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1689430247086783603</id><published>2010-04-07T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T00:37:19.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought i was out of the safety zone&lt;br /&gt;weirdly i find it a bit sad&lt;br /&gt;but, lately I think i'm inside it again&lt;br /&gt;now i feel a little scared. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever had the feeling of someone&lt;br /&gt;trying to intrude into your life so much that&lt;br /&gt;it really annoys you more than your mother's nag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also the sad part&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of something someone said long ago&lt;br /&gt;what a complex. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm bhb &gt;.&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(nevermind, i don't need anyone to know about this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the feeling of re-watching we got married again&lt;br /&gt;eto, it kind of managed to distract my attention away&lt;br /&gt;I've got back my dream fest&lt;br /&gt;which is from bad-&gt;freaking!-&gt;hilarious&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wish to live in dream land instead&lt;br /&gt;but ain't that really living in self denial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to think its impossible&lt;br /&gt;It happened to me before, and i've overcame it somehow&lt;br /&gt;someone told me to overcome , you have to (                ) again&lt;br /&gt;which is a really... i don't know, i just felt it as an inappropriate method&lt;br /&gt;and also, lately it got me thinking that the someone had motive for saying that.&lt;br /&gt;By seeing this, haters would say god is really fair. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto . i think i might private my blog again -_-&lt;br /&gt;told you, i remembered my reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;haha! tata~&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With fate brings opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;With destiny makes couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1689430247086783603?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1689430247086783603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1689430247086783603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1689430247086783603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1689430247086783603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-thought-i-was-out-of-safety-zone.html' title=''/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6901295701119602410</id><published>2010-04-03T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:18:45.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yooo! was out with vivian today&lt;br /&gt;i mean yesterday&lt;br /&gt;bugis walking for the whole day&lt;br /&gt;then met one of her friend *winks*&lt;br /&gt;then we went back home eventually. LOL&lt;br /&gt;girl! oovoo soon, you owe me stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im rather tired, but its true i think i had fun&lt;br /&gt;this kind of life i want for holidays instead of rotting&lt;br /&gt;im going for language lesson after the sem start&lt;br /&gt;and also dance maybe . im tempted! ahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my hair will turn back to normal&lt;br /&gt;yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you were having some good dreams&lt;br /&gt;probably&lt;br /&gt;what i dreamt of was you saying&lt;br /&gt;"sorry, i've left"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6901295701119602410?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6901295701119602410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6901295701119602410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6901295701119602410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6901295701119602410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/04/yooo-was-out-with-vivian-today-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5376378671062558680</id><published>2010-03-30T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:20:30.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rong rong ago</title><content type='html'>After a period of time&lt;br /&gt;i finally remember why i decided to private my blog&lt;br /&gt;there was a second reason to it. but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched how to tame a dragon&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hoped to watch the 3D version one&lt;br /&gt;i think it'll be seriously thrilling&lt;br /&gt;well, next time ba, other movies then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now managed to surprise my mum&lt;br /&gt;but my original idea was to sing till she wakes up&lt;br /&gt;for that 1 hour i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i was desperately making noise to make my mum awake&lt;br /&gt;it was tough, i swore. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i might need an earlier rest tonight&lt;br /&gt;My pimples and zits are outbreaking&lt;br /&gt;either its the weather, the makeup, or the.. woman thing! LOL&lt;br /&gt;i think its the latter rofl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta blast!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 days ain't going to get me giving up&lt;br /&gt;but i just read soemthing,&lt;br /&gt;if a crucial factor is missing from the equation&lt;br /&gt;you can't force it, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;even its so, i can try to prove it right?&lt;br /&gt;please dun take it jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;but i just read something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5376378671062558680?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5376378671062558680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=5376378671062558680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5376378671062558680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5376378671062558680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/rong-rong-ago.html' title='rong rong ago'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1836950971159285391</id><published>2010-03-28T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T02:26:17.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog blog</title><content type='html'>I'm having super dry eyes for using contacts after a while&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i have slept too much today that i'm still feeling sleepy&lt;br /&gt;I was up until 4 am last morning. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was considered as a rather short day for me&lt;br /&gt;Considering the timing i slept&lt;br /&gt;And 2 hours i woke up i had to get ready to go out&lt;br /&gt;Just found out that my gu-zhang is in hospital&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't brought any identification&lt;br /&gt;So was drinking and playing games entertaining myself in Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;Remember i went to my cousin's wedding dinner&lt;br /&gt;I finally realised the reason for him to be so cold to me&lt;br /&gt;He thought i was my brother's girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow(or rather today) will be out with Nonie i guess&lt;br /&gt;We're like going to Bugis to get some gifts&lt;br /&gt;For my mum, for you know who, and for my uncle(maybe)&lt;br /&gt;Since they birthday is like one after another&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye $$ :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out the Liquid Chalk just now&lt;br /&gt;I think its like EPIC WIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;Totally love it, and drawing on the mini black board&lt;br /&gt;Oh- My- God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing a short story on my phone&lt;br /&gt;Like typing when i can't fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Some may think its like... Familiar&lt;br /&gt;Ya, its based on true event. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to transfer it to my lappy&lt;br /&gt;Cuz its like... 17 sms long ? so far~&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to end it, might just leave it like that&lt;br /&gt;Sneak Peek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like anybody," said XY over mailing on the phone after answering XX's question.&lt;br /&gt;XX stared at the message wondering if she was imagining things just like how she always was.&lt;br /&gt;Repeatedly, she went back and forth from the received and sent messages,&lt;br /&gt;wondering : "did i do something wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;Restraining from crying in the car because her parents were present,&lt;br /&gt;she replied with tears blurring her sight taking some time :&lt;br /&gt;"so what do you want me to do? Continue, or break off?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago, XY asked the same thing to XX.&lt;br /&gt;XX chose to reply with the latter because she was depriving love from her companion.&lt;br /&gt;XX thought: "I'll be fine after a while, it's okay no?"&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, XX realised that after breaking off with XY,&lt;br /&gt;Girls started to swarm around him, that she was getting terribly jealous as well.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to control anymore, XX searched a way to patch back with XY.&lt;br /&gt;It was successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XY replied: " What do you want to do?"&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a tinge of insensitivity from XY,&lt;br /&gt;XX answered to the question&lt;br /&gt;"Let's break"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? i think i'll stop here&lt;br /&gt;I typed until the 2nd saga (ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;But ii thought it was getting obvious.&lt;br /&gt;no cannot. ROFL, because i swore to protect the event of the story from leaking&lt;br /&gt;better stop. xD but well, its' in my draft&lt;br /&gt;try hacking my blogger and you cuold read as well. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;nights all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll miss you tonight again&lt;br /&gt;i know you wouldn't want me to&lt;br /&gt;i wished that you would miss me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1836950971159285391?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1836950971159285391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1836950971159285391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1836950971159285391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1836950971159285391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-blog.html' title='blog blog'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3631261939677339999</id><published>2010-03-27T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T02:25:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh eh eh&lt;br /&gt;You're going to be gone again&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUess what?&lt;br /&gt;i had brunch, dinner and supper today&lt;br /&gt;and its all, from the same dishes&lt;br /&gt;sick right?!&lt;br /&gt; But i swear, the soup gets more and more heavenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird today&lt;br /&gt;The so called "EMO" day&lt;br /&gt;I ignored calls (most of them)&lt;br /&gt;felt so bored and time was passing so slow&lt;br /&gt;but when i found a new manga to read&lt;br /&gt;just 13 chapters, i used up like 3 hours of my time&lt;br /&gt;maybe the pages were  little longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing my darker shade hair&lt;br /&gt;and Im regretting for stopping my hair bleached at this colour&lt;br /&gt;I should have gone for brighter ones to try hehe&lt;br /&gt;I think by the end of the holidays&lt;br /&gt;I;m going to go for  professional shop for haircut&lt;br /&gt;get a nice dye and treatment&lt;br /&gt;save it for years LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of maybe just dye a lighter brown&lt;br /&gt;(in hopes of getting a nice shade of it to get rid of the yellowish golden)&lt;br /&gt;and curl it? that'll be a new experience. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of getting bangs as well&lt;br /&gt;what do you think? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back with some blogshoppings&lt;br /&gt;tons of helping ppl to order haha!&lt;br /&gt;fun ah, but i guess im scaring the lady boss&lt;br /&gt;nehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of going to bugis this sunday&lt;br /&gt;shop for presents. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;talking about that, i think im forgetting something&lt;br /&gt;better confirm it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't ninja tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;but still, beware of the swinger :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you hadn't add in the punch line&lt;br /&gt;i would have said i missed you&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, that makes me extra desperate&lt;br /&gt;but well, i won't show it to you&lt;br /&gt;its time to think for you as well&lt;br /&gt;as you always say, its for my own good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3631261939677339999?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3631261939677339999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3631261939677339999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3631261939677339999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3631261939677339999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/eh-eh-eh-youre-going-to-be-gone-again.html' title=''/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-254024830942213048</id><published>2010-03-26T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T03:31:59.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x.x</title><content type='html'>Stop it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're trying to do everything to ignite any&lt;br /&gt;possibility for a fight, a quarrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything to keep us away from each other right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me gently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resort to this kind of method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it really troubles me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know how you really feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause, I don't want to mistake anything again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, leave me without regret can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-254024830942213048?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/254024830942213048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=254024830942213048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/254024830942213048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/254024830942213048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/xx.html' title='x.x'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3773129649858618423</id><published>2010-03-25T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T02:12:15.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>I feel like staying up late tonight&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like sleeping actually&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there was so much of an effect from the nap&lt;br /&gt;But yaeh, maybe just update and go and lie on the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a person's fb today&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i was like thinking&lt;br /&gt;Does she deserve to be treated so nicely?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, it seems to me that...&lt;br /&gt;She gotten some retribution. lols =_=&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if thats a good or a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like staying until 3&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;since i need to wake up at 8 to go to the market with mum&lt;br /&gt;so early &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really like markets. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm stuck with the "super"market generation ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking and thinking&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this is the correct thing to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of the result&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the confidence to start it&lt;br /&gt;How leh. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I didn't suffer a terrible heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't get over with what happened&lt;br /&gt;You just didn't know what i had been through&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I'm manipulated&lt;br /&gt;And this feeling is coming back&lt;br /&gt;TO you,&lt;br /&gt;**** your life,&lt;br /&gt;You ruined me in a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3773129649858618423?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3773129649858618423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3773129649858618423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3773129649858618423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3773129649858618423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_25.html' title='~'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2247562787625776420</id><published>2010-03-23T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:51:04.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>You'll be gone if i tell you&lt;br /&gt;I lead a great life right now&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to worry about&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i be selfish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2247562787625776420?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2247562787625776420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2247562787625776420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2247562787625776420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2247562787625776420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1184673138120448793</id><published>2010-03-23T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T02:16:57.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame</title><content type='html'>I wanna say something...&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall tell you tomorrow. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;(gomen, this is an expression of trying to add another post on my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joking~ actualy, its kinda late already&lt;br /&gt;i figured i should sleep since i wasn't feeling well&lt;br /&gt;though i might just stone, but well&lt;br /&gt;see you guys in lalalalalal lolololololo hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;land :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: with the lalalala nd the lolololol hahahaha, please check out&lt;br /&gt;COmmunist ROll'd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1184673138120448793?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1184673138120448793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1184673138120448793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1184673138120448793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1184673138120448793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/lame.html' title='lame'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2972938877516196552</id><published>2010-03-21T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T02:27:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Why is it so hard to act that you're okay when you're not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is it also hard to act that you're not okay when you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're only there when I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You disappear when I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can I also assume that I'm only THAT important to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, that you think i don't really need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you fine without me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't need me, just let me go gently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go on a sudden boycott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because its harsh on me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2972938877516196552?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2972938877516196552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2972938877516196552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2972938877516196552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2972938877516196552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_21.html' title='...'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8987818362869874510</id><published>2010-03-20T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:00:14.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THe long awaited feelings</title><content type='html'>Today's plan to go to fareast was cancelled&lt;br /&gt;Poor nonie has fallen sick&lt;br /&gt;While she was sleeping, me and nana had fun&lt;br /&gt;watching AFVs and laughing sadistically&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there were times we "feel the pain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling into the deep emo trap again&lt;br /&gt;I hate it badly but its coming to me again&lt;br /&gt;The "other one" that resides within me keep constantly bugging me&lt;br /&gt;My ugly side. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ugly thoughts, thats what i feel&lt;br /&gt;I despise that side of me&lt;br /&gt;physically, i can't deny its existence&lt;br /&gt;that's how petty i am.&lt;br /&gt;But i try to keep it away&lt;br /&gt;At least to show the good side to people&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not nicey goody all the time. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling tired, sleeping soon&lt;br /&gt;hope nonie's alright. take care &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You keep saying that you like the me better last time&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i hadn't change&lt;br /&gt;The me inside is still the same&lt;br /&gt;Just that, i thought you might like it&lt;br /&gt;So the me outside changed&lt;br /&gt;You failed to notice it&lt;br /&gt;I'm now badly hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like me wishes for a time machine&lt;br /&gt;One that will erase all regrets in life&lt;br /&gt;But you know it ain't possible for now at least&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you can do is to repent and try to cover it&lt;br /&gt;But the hole is freaking big&lt;br /&gt;and the repair is too fragile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All i meant about is one thing&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that kept you confused&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that you never knew&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that i try covering up&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that i'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that i hinted to you&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that will co-exist in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you avoids&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you're afraid of as well&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that you have no confident about&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you'll never accept about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because to you, i've changed&lt;br /&gt;someone you dislike&lt;br /&gt;something you hate&lt;br /&gt;something you'd never expect&lt;br /&gt;I did it all&lt;br /&gt;I tried to leave&lt;br /&gt;But i'm held back by myself&lt;br /&gt;I have to make a choice soon&lt;br /&gt;This is not the reality i wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8987818362869874510?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8987818362869874510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8987818362869874510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8987818362869874510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8987818362869874510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-awaited-feelings.html' title='THe long awaited feelings'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3415401169171660236</id><published>2010-03-18T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:30:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>Say, someone just made me realise the change in me&lt;br /&gt;But its not what normally people are&lt;br /&gt;As in example&lt;br /&gt;How a girl revamp themselves after a heartbreak&lt;br /&gt;ever saw that happening before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it did not happened to me&lt;br /&gt;My reason was more stupid and foolish&lt;br /&gt;and.. abnormal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't feel good about myself now&lt;br /&gt;I really... don't like the colour. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, it ain't a colour i wanted at first&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to console myself by saying its my fault&lt;br /&gt;I feel like bleaching it again, as in to the colour i want&lt;br /&gt;At least an one time thing you see&lt;br /&gt;But my mother is objecting it now&lt;br /&gt;Because she thinks it looks nice on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i don't bleach it, then when do i have to wait till?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much time to play runway&lt;br /&gt;Because time is passing so fast that I'm losing my mind&lt;br /&gt;And then again i want to cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;Like really to find something that suits me&lt;br /&gt;A big change that looks good on you that kind of thing&lt;br /&gt;But i really hate the process of waiting for hair to grow longer again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing, i have a paranoid hairdresser&lt;br /&gt;"Not nice larh" "Not good on you"&lt;br /&gt;those kind of discouraging words,&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't even want to make the risk to try&lt;br /&gt;Also, the "don't regret ah, i tell you le ah"&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't comes out good, its even more depressing right?&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;the hairstyle i want, she never manages to make it for me&lt;br /&gt;maybe she was trying the "something similar"&lt;br /&gt;and just make a little effort to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and mother says just go jean yip&lt;br /&gt;Just one time, do a good one on me&lt;br /&gt;hello, i would want it as well&lt;br /&gt;its freaking $200.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN if you're paying for me&lt;br /&gt;I would feel uncomfortable about it as well&lt;br /&gt;Just like how i did my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just mentioned that maybe the person like the black hair me&lt;br /&gt;I just ran through some of my past pictures&lt;br /&gt;don't you agree? I think it still looks nicer. haha!&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;I think i need another few more months to think about what to do with my hair&lt;br /&gt;maybe years&lt;br /&gt;my hair would reach the floor by then&lt;br /&gt;and then its "Dark hair colour life"&lt;br /&gt;Unless i out of nowhere got famous and be a rockstar or a model&lt;br /&gt;play with all sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be cool LOL!&lt;br /&gt;but that kind of life won't happen to me&lt;br /&gt;At least i don't think it will. ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the sudden urge to write a song&lt;br /&gt;I'm so "inspired" by Kana Nishino&lt;br /&gt;But well, it wouldn't last&lt;br /&gt;I think i will just write crap ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;Because details don't work on songs but books&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the patience to write a book&lt;br /&gt;nor enough touchy vocbulary to last my readers&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't you think sometimes songs are so amazing?&lt;br /&gt;i meant the lyrics. Because&lt;br /&gt;Just a few words, it summarizes the start to the ending&lt;br /&gt;i really admire song writers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll blog some shit crap later&lt;br /&gt;but now, i vented everything out&lt;br /&gt;thank god, i didnt cry just now. LOL&lt;br /&gt;nights~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3415401169171660236?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3415401169171660236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3415401169171660236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3415401169171660236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3415401169171660236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-4468336747137881088</id><published>2010-03-18T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:36:56.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>Hey! check out the new blog songs i have&lt;br /&gt;the songs are not really new, but i'm having my addiction over it now.&lt;br /&gt;There are like 2 songs on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Tokutemo &amp;amp; Motto by Kana Nishino&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded all of her albums and singles (i think)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sink into her world later. tata!&lt;br /&gt;here are the lyrics! agree with me won't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokutemo ft WISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you&lt;br /&gt;is like an irreplaceable treasure&lt;br /&gt;Even if we cant see each other right now&lt;br /&gt;I'll always Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What are you doing right now?"&lt;br /&gt;" Are you really just friends?"&lt;br /&gt;I dislike myself everytime i get worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re working hard in a city far away&lt;br /&gt;Did you change the way you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, the things&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about you grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the city waves from the ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;The television in front of the main street&lt;br /&gt;Why do I look so cold with out you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you&lt;br /&gt;is like an irreplaceable treasure&lt;br /&gt;even if your hearts close to mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll always miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you but i cant&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far we are from each other&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears…&lt;br /&gt;Why are they overflowing like this...&lt;br /&gt;Love you so baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the mail come&lt;br /&gt;"I’m busy", the phrase you always say&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only that want to see each other?&lt;br /&gt;I felt like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message I received exactly at 10&lt;br /&gt;You said "Its been half a year since we've been going out &lt;3"&lt;br /&gt;Just three lines and a heart makes me so happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big hand that wraps mine&lt;br /&gt;The shy smile of yours, all of them are precious to me&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you near me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Love, Love, Love, Im in Love&lt;br /&gt;Love, Love, Love, Love, Ahh&lt;br /&gt;Love, Love, Love, Love, Im in love&lt;br /&gt;love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we first met&lt;br /&gt;Memories i made with you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;(hey baby)&lt;br /&gt;We took a walk at the park holding hands one for me&lt;br /&gt;Your my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I really felt i liked you frozen&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream&lt;br /&gt;As we stare into each others eyes&lt;br /&gt;i see dreams about us&lt;br /&gt;Ah As we talk on the phone&lt;br /&gt;I get sad cause we cant see each other&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Stay strong, My love&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to deal with this pain anymore&lt;br /&gt;But we cant stand to be apart from each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you&lt;br /&gt;is like an irreplaceable treasure&lt;br /&gt;Even if we cant see each other right now&lt;br /&gt;Always Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even ordinary words&lt;br /&gt;Become my precious treasures&lt;br /&gt;With just that, I can be strong&lt;br /&gt;So thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever LOVE&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you, I can’t help missing you&lt;br /&gt;Love you so baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not myself if it's not you&lt;br /&gt;If it isn't me, you’re not yourself too right?&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far we are apart&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my fav...&lt;br /&gt;Motto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you right now&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear more of your voice&lt;br /&gt;Because I think about you so much&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling insecure&lt;br /&gt;and I want to ask you again and again&lt;br /&gt;Say, Do you really love me?&lt;br /&gt;I'm just crying cause of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey let's go!&lt;br /&gt;(a)&lt;br /&gt;Say more of your love words&lt;br /&gt;and only let me hear them&lt;br /&gt;Because ambiguous hints no longer enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I want to occupy a bigger space inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;No matter when,&lt;br /&gt;please don't let go of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...Who are you with??&lt;br /&gt;Where are you??&lt;br /&gt;I can't fall asleep without a response&lt;br /&gt;Your texts, phone calls, and "I want to see you", are always all from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call me back again&lt;br /&gt;I really just want to feel the same as usual&lt;br /&gt;But making fruitless effort by myself seems dumb&lt;br /&gt;I've got that feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat (a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a tiny bit more is fine&lt;br /&gt;I want to make sure these feelings&lt;br /&gt;If you pretend like you don't notice,&lt;br /&gt;Give me a sign&lt;br /&gt;there's too much I don't know about my heart&lt;br /&gt;I want more of your love&lt;br /&gt;Please come and see me right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...We can't meet today either?&lt;br /&gt;Then when can we meet?&lt;br /&gt;You always treat me just like a friend&lt;br /&gt;You never use any emoticons&lt;br /&gt;And I'd only ever get short replies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just call me back again&lt;br /&gt;Why do you seem to do fine without me?&lt;br /&gt;Say,if this continues on,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's better if we said goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;I've got that feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you now&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear more of your voice&lt;br /&gt;Because I think about you so much&lt;br /&gt;There's no way for me to just say good bye like this&lt;br /&gt;I really hate myself for this but&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say "Love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat (a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you closer to me&lt;br /&gt;I want our feelings to be connected&lt;br /&gt;If I could only be granted one wish&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let go of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I want more and more of your love&lt;br /&gt;Right now, please hold me tightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say more of your love words&lt;br /&gt;and only let me hear them&lt;br /&gt;Because ambiguous hints are no longer enough for me&lt;br /&gt;I want to occupy a bigger space inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;No matter when,&lt;br /&gt;please don't let go of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-4468336747137881088?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4468336747137881088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=4468336747137881088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4468336747137881088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4468336747137881088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-762824131742133240</id><published>2010-03-17T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:57:02.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry go round</title><content type='html'>Birthday's over&lt;br /&gt;18 le&lt;br /&gt;happy days are over&lt;br /&gt;time for more emo hours&lt;br /&gt;do i need any permission from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;no i don't :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that things are pretty messed up this time round&lt;br /&gt;The scar is there, you just can't erase it&lt;br /&gt;And its like the misunderstandings are there&lt;br /&gt;The more you try to clear up, the more it gets worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting all happy, and hyper because its entertaining&lt;br /&gt;But consistently, it shows desperation in it&lt;br /&gt;So much that it gives an opposite effect&lt;br /&gt;Fine, that'll be&lt;br /&gt;I guessed that people would rather see me saddened then happy?&lt;br /&gt;Because they are only there when you are sad&lt;br /&gt;If you're not, byebye and have fun with your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contradicting matters,&lt;br /&gt;You feel as if you can't give up&lt;br /&gt;But you feel that you are not fit to be in that position&lt;br /&gt;Then? Make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;Because people are suffering from your inability to decide&lt;br /&gt;But why can't you just give yourself  chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did you regret about what you did?&lt;br /&gt;I did. I regretted. I regretted not asking my heart and made that choice&lt;br /&gt;You're being selfish by not holding onto it.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't know how much I went through&lt;br /&gt;You didn't realized the challenges and the obstacles I had&lt;br /&gt;I gritted my teeth and bear through it&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to make it worse, I talked to others&lt;br /&gt;You said sayonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every beings are different in their way&lt;br /&gt;Can't you sense I'm different?&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm different, you're trying to console yourself&lt;br /&gt;that i'm just similar to those people?&lt;br /&gt;They greed over your money&lt;br /&gt;I yearns for something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I was being speechless with you&lt;br /&gt;It's that thing you did that made me speechless&lt;br /&gt;I was affected, whether or not you were referring about me&lt;br /&gt;How would i know its not?&lt;br /&gt;A touchy sentence with a sad ending&lt;br /&gt;No matter how i see the front or the back part of it&lt;br /&gt;It's not a thing to be happy about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you heard that?&lt;br /&gt;There are people out there who thinks i deserve a smile&lt;br /&gt;I deserve better than what you're doing to me&lt;br /&gt;I deserved to be love as well&lt;br /&gt;Stop treating me like an animal or a THING&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings, I express them through actions and words&lt;br /&gt;Just open your eyes and ears, you'll be able to sense them&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a predictable person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop.&lt;br /&gt;This is switching from 3rd person to 1st person&lt;br /&gt;hehe. ja neh minna san&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-762824131742133240?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6572195586129702611</id><published>2010-03-13T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:41:57.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As time goes by</title><content type='html'>I suffer the after effects of reading a manga&lt;br /&gt;which consists of all kinds of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Like how you can find the slightest relation to yourself&lt;br /&gt;I feel for the person inside the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just once, i cried reading mangas&lt;br /&gt;dramas, or sometimes even cartoon =_=&lt;br /&gt;But well, its a good area for emotional output&lt;br /&gt;at least i won't get too moodswing if something happens&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i will always held a toy near to my chest&lt;br /&gt;so when my heartbeat pass through&lt;br /&gt;i could hear it and i won't feel that lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times like this&lt;br /&gt;really sucks&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, im not looking forward to the big day&lt;br /&gt;i've already given hope for it&lt;br /&gt;you know how some people say&lt;br /&gt;the bigger the hope, the bigger the disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;so its best not to bear any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a couple of minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;a few people wished me happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;i would have appreciated it if they told me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;hello. im not yet born on the 13 march...&lt;br /&gt;where have you been reading that from? = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this dress for the wedding dinner&lt;br /&gt;but with my hair, i really don't know how to style it tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I can't appear dischevelled. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might upload some pictures tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i think i might turn in early tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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by'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7332112240254074292</id><published>2010-03-11T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:44:04.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unstable</title><content type='html'>I didn't really slept last night&lt;br /&gt;at least thats what i thought&lt;br /&gt;because i kept waking up&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that me and bro was actually meeting mum at 11.30&lt;br /&gt;in the end they changed to 10.30&lt;br /&gt;pulled me up at 10&lt;br /&gt;within 15 min get out of the house -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go si ma lu to bai bai for bro&lt;br /&gt;since ah ma thought he got affected by "things"&lt;br /&gt;but then today there was alot of aunties at the temple to get ang pao&lt;br /&gt;Don't know for what&lt;br /&gt;so went for lunch and went home le lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tired, so went to nap&lt;br /&gt;woke up and cooked for bro and me&lt;br /&gt;then read manga&lt;br /&gt;Still having the after effects of napping&lt;br /&gt;bad headache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to shower&lt;br /&gt;dad and mum came back&lt;br /&gt;wanted to shower first&lt;br /&gt;dad was like "people want to shower you want to shower"&lt;br /&gt;"just now why don't shower"&lt;br /&gt;aye -.- why is he getting pissed off for&lt;br /&gt;its not as if i take HOURS to shower ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i don't like how people&lt;br /&gt;getting all high and weird after drinking&lt;br /&gt;their attitude&lt;br /&gt;makes me annoyed and irritated&lt;br /&gt;grr -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-933712389666512391</id><published>2010-03-11T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:18:05.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goggle Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I kept bullying myself&lt;br /&gt;I kept hiding about my feelings&lt;br /&gt;I felt that showing it shows a tint of desperation&lt;br /&gt;The kind of desperation that people does not like&lt;br /&gt;I was the guilty being&lt;br /&gt;So this was made for me to suffer&lt;br /&gt;Is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have Goggle Eyes stuck on their eyes&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you knew that person for ages&lt;br /&gt;you would have been able to recognize that person no?&lt;br /&gt;How they sound like, how they talk how they walk and so on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw someone in the shop today&lt;br /&gt;With her parents. and then i was like talking to my mother&lt;br /&gt;"Eh eh xxxx's mum leh"&lt;br /&gt;my mum did not have any reaction, so she just kept quiet&lt;br /&gt;For nuts, the people there were just walking past&lt;br /&gt;and doing their own things&lt;br /&gt;I was so un-noticable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually walked out the store almost the same time&lt;br /&gt;it was hilarious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a feeling, it was on purpose&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't want to be oversensitive or what&lt;br /&gt;but ya. Totally ignored.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on webcam with yiimei just now&lt;br /&gt;She act cute :X HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;*pssst* xD&lt;br /&gt;Nights all (:&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was told not to mind other's business&lt;br /&gt;I was told to be confident about who i am&lt;br /&gt;I was told to be brave about things that will be happening&lt;br /&gt;I was told to act dumb&lt;br /&gt;I was told not to be hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I was told to hold on until something might happen&lt;br /&gt;I was told to give up as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People hinted me to poke into their business&lt;br /&gt;People hissed and pissed about who i am&lt;br /&gt;People discourage future events&lt;br /&gt;People assumed I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;People add fuel to bad events&lt;br /&gt;People hinted more about the impossible&lt;br /&gt;People increased into matters that was none of their business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-933712389666512391?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/933712389666512391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=933712389666512391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/933712389666512391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/933712389666512391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/goggle-eyes.html' title='Goggle Eyes'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5321991656872667807</id><published>2010-03-10T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:14:40.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night</title><content type='html'>I love the night, because it's so quiet and serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the night, because i'm scared of the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't i just leave my lights on and sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i can't. But there's a few solution for me to pass through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need company. I need alcohol. I might need something to drive me asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that will stop stimulating my mind to think all sorts of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I love to sleep sideways, because its comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to sleep sideways, somehow it activates me to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to lie on my back and stare at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not comfortable, I don't like facing the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel exposed, uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need lots of things around my head to provide the security&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blankets to keep myself warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when I'm scared, anxious, nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn cold, and vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this kind of things happen, i wish i had a pair of arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surround me, give me a hug or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how mum use to get me to sleep on her arms&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared trying to fall asleep tonight again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5321991656872667807?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5321991656872667807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=5321991656872667807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5321991656872667807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5321991656872667807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/night.html' title='night'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-4612441614265650414</id><published>2010-03-09T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:04:29.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music</title><content type='html'>Music is like a therapy&lt;br /&gt;but Music could sometimes make your feelings worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about when i thought i have completely driven my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;away with drowning myself with music&lt;br /&gt;A littlest thing and the coincidental music collided&lt;br /&gt;It felt worst than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even know about the feeling of jealousy&lt;br /&gt;Inferiority and the feeling of being incompetent&lt;br /&gt;To add on, you had to even lied and be cheery in the situation&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, real bad&lt;br /&gt;What's gotten into me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might say its due to the woman's stuff&lt;br /&gt;But i guess not, its not mood swing&lt;br /&gt;it lasts. like for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm not handling the situation good this moment&lt;br /&gt;How.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need to possess lots of courage&lt;br /&gt;and lots of confidence&lt;br /&gt;determination&lt;br /&gt;and knowledge to do what you want&lt;br /&gt;and to follow your heart&lt;br /&gt;But what if you're scared&lt;br /&gt;even if you have the determination&lt;br /&gt;and you are sure that you would not be shaken&lt;br /&gt;You don't have courage&lt;br /&gt;no confidence&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Will you back out?&lt;br /&gt;Will you come to a decision that may lead to&lt;br /&gt;another regrettable choice in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-4612441614265650414?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4612441614265650414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=4612441614265650414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4612441614265650414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4612441614265650414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/music.html' title='music'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5892526641812067153</id><published>2010-03-08T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:38:18.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>Grandma's eye operation was another success&lt;br /&gt;Guess that really means that i'll be alone more often at home&lt;br /&gt;i have been reading mangas i've missed out&lt;br /&gt;and some new ones along&lt;br /&gt;i've on the air con, but im burning inside&lt;br /&gt;like its so hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;im troubled by the tiniest thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;even if it could be so insignificant&lt;br /&gt;its bothering me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes if its because it ain't happening on you&lt;br /&gt;means that you could easily say things as it is&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is always bliss&lt;br /&gt;The point whereby you don't know or understand a person that well&lt;br /&gt;its the point whereby you know them the best&lt;br /&gt;because when you know them to well&lt;br /&gt;complication comes about&lt;br /&gt;and everything seems as if you do not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See thats why recently i don't like staying at home?&lt;br /&gt;because i will think too much&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going nuts&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the energy to create a conversation with anyone&lt;br /&gt;unless they do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel upset and down when im wronged by someone&lt;br /&gt;even if it might be so insignificant&lt;br /&gt;and so tiny&lt;br /&gt;im affected&lt;br /&gt;gnd. ~_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5892526641812067153?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5892526641812067153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=5892526641812067153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5892526641812067153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5892526641812067153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2509406906620010751</id><published>2010-03-07T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:05:45.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the only exception</title><content type='html'>I finally manage to get out of house after the whole matter was settled&lt;br /&gt;but couldn't visit daniel because i thought it was too late le.&lt;br /&gt;so went out to bugis street with nonie instead&lt;br /&gt;just walk around. oh ya, i wanted to get my magazine thats why. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing particular much happened,&lt;br /&gt;went to M.O.F japanese restaurant to eat&lt;br /&gt;SALMON was totally rejuvenating.=D&lt;br /&gt;and the curry craving was caused by the food sampling at cold storage.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking at bugis village when a stranger sms me&lt;br /&gt;Because i gave my number to a friend yesterday&lt;br /&gt;so i thought it was my friend. This was what happened :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Stranger : Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me : Jon Lim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : who the f*** is jon lim?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : Are you having an affair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me : Who are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : Wait wait i call you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;calling......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : HELLOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me : erm.. hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger : WHO ARE YOU (beng tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Me : erm.. amanda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*awkward silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Did you get the wrong number? &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;Stranger : ya i think so. SORRY AH SORRY AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;the person sounded so BENG!&lt;br /&gt;*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally replaced my broken shades&lt;br /&gt;and continued to walk around until nonie sent me back home&lt;br /&gt;yepp thats about it. nights!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How weird when the person appears offline just to avoid people&lt;br /&gt;and only comes in online when you added some comments on places where the person can see&lt;br /&gt;and then the person comes in and joke with you&lt;br /&gt;give you some life counselling and sort of things&lt;br /&gt;when you're being serious and truthful about the things you meant&lt;br /&gt;the person just jokes it off&lt;br /&gt;Seemingly the person are trying to give up&lt;br /&gt;pityful, angry, sad comments no longer affects the person&lt;br /&gt;even if it did affected, the person no longer cares to cheer you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So sorry with the playful attitude,&lt;br /&gt;So regretful with the choice&lt;br /&gt;So regretful with the lies said&lt;br /&gt;God would not even present that second chance&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;A mean person doesn't deserve to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2509406906620010751?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2509406906620010751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2509406906620010751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2509406906620010751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2509406906620010751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-only-exception.html' title='You are the only exception'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7884506628324169123</id><published>2010-03-07T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:39:37.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm out of happy energy</title><content type='html'>Honestly to say, i'm kind of afraid &lt;br /&gt;that a certain somebody is out there reading this blog&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know what kind of things they are out to get you&lt;br /&gt;especially a certain reaction that kind of appeals to them &lt;br /&gt;like the "YES she is affected, bitch" &lt;br /&gt;you get what i'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, tell me i'm not in this world for SOMEONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes its for me right?&lt;br /&gt;I don't need people in my life who doesn't needs me.&lt;br /&gt;Drill that in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really shittingly getting affected for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Why this point of time man. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update later&lt;br /&gt;i'm deciding whether i'll be able to get out of house&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a little mood to spend off my ang paos &lt;br /&gt;or maybe i just want to get out of the house&lt;br /&gt;so i won't think so much&lt;br /&gt;Seriously getting emotional. *knocks head*&lt;br /&gt;later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7884506628324169123?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7884506628324169123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7884506628324169123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7884506628324169123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7884506628324169123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-out-of-happy-energy.html' title='I&apos;m out of happy energy'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8996298545646426763</id><published>2010-03-07T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T03:12:25.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be RIght Back</title><content type='html'>You saw this? WELL WELL, congratulations. &lt;br /&gt;I'm currently temporary back for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;just a sudden urge to. &lt;br /&gt;Because i can't really find a place to let loose my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Wait. DUH -.- im not going to make it obvious&lt;br /&gt;so, give up trying. hahah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i have been revamping myself. &lt;br /&gt;Not just appearance wise, but thoughts as well&lt;br /&gt;There seems to have so many things that happen&lt;br /&gt;That my mind alone can't take it&lt;br /&gt;It's another tearful breakdown soon i guess&lt;br /&gt;Especially from something i just saw&lt;br /&gt;Which obviously did not appeal to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I've been blaming myself for a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;It includes those which are facts, and those which i think i should be blamed&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me for being emotional&lt;br /&gt;I really DOES doubt my existence&lt;br /&gt;I know that a lot of people would be urging to kick back those words to myself&lt;br /&gt;But ya. I do have a lot going through my mind&lt;br /&gt;And i just don't seem to know where i can release it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 1: I make random friends sometimes for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;Because they will always be totally unrelated to the things im troubled on&lt;br /&gt;So i felt that i could talk to them&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes, things have their reciprocal effect&lt;br /&gt;You say one thing, it gets further, and they might get back to you&lt;br /&gt;The world ain't an easy place, it definitely is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, being a natural escapist&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to deny now, because i lives in self denial&lt;br /&gt;I prefer denying things i don't want to see&lt;br /&gt;I prefer messing up with my already bad memory&lt;br /&gt;I prefer creating my own illusions and be delusional&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, those things still gets to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm after all a human, It gets to me&lt;br /&gt;I get affected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending it off,&lt;br /&gt;I, am not the Happy-Go-Lucky person&lt;br /&gt;I, can smile all i want and deny it and hide it&lt;br /&gt;duh, explanations? i love to give, but i hate the consequences&lt;br /&gt;I, can pretend that nothing had happened through my daily lives&lt;br /&gt;But there is always one thing that i can't hide&lt;br /&gt;My Freaking Idiotic Face That Tells You How I Feel&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, i can't hold my emotions off my face&lt;br /&gt;Excitement, Disappointment, Sadness, Or whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;yes, You can see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face face face.&lt;br /&gt;Just tear it off me&lt;br /&gt;I'd be better of without it and be a perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;Lols. THere isn't any perfect beings in the world. &lt;br /&gt;Shit Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8996298545646426763?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8996298545646426763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8996298545646426763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8996298545646426763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8996298545646426763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-right-back.html' title='Be RIght Back'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6035086368669853866</id><published>2009-09-29T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:33:12.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the urge to see you is increasing</title><content type='html'>mood swings period came and everything went wrong&lt;br /&gt;quarreled with mum like about 2-3 times for the last few days&lt;br /&gt;all was because of small and stupid reasons&lt;br /&gt;*smack mouth* why would i even talk back to her? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wanted to go compass for the free dental check&lt;br /&gt;the colgate one. LOL *shows O sign with hand*&lt;br /&gt;but something cropped up, contact lenses were running out&lt;br /&gt;so went to hougang to buy&lt;br /&gt;i got my first pair of coloured contacts!!&lt;br /&gt;and then went back home, whereas mum went ikea with her friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch tv all the way with plenty of food&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeding myself alot to atone for the weight&lt;br /&gt;i lost when i was sick&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem to work much though. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum resumed her house chores already&lt;br /&gt;but still, she can't manage to take the clothes out and hang&lt;br /&gt;wanted to wash the clothes for her until my holidays end&lt;br /&gt;her hands itchy la, i havent wake up she finish washing le. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah. today. and damn irritating guy&lt;br /&gt;keep irritates me with all of his nonsense&lt;br /&gt;come on la. im not tabitha nauser&lt;br /&gt;i know she is 17, i know she is awesome&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;and why the crap do you claim you know me alot&lt;br /&gt;NOT AT ALL. &gt;.&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;snsd is selling sex as an individual?&lt;br /&gt;they can't sing yet they are pro singers to  you?&lt;br /&gt;come on la. nonsense. GND man &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. stupid. just die. LOL&lt;br /&gt;time to read book and night night all =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6035086368669853866?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6035086368669853866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6035086368669853866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6035086368669853866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6035086368669853866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/urge-to-see-you-is-increasing.html' title='the urge to see you is increasing'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-493241530857410758</id><published>2009-09-24T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:46:59.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is trying to tell me not to give up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SrpewjKtveI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O9zjoZ10Lxo/s1600-h/teachers%3B+day+concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SrpewjKtveI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O9zjoZ10Lxo/s320/teachers%3B+day+concert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384720492641762786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If we push aside the blame, for the tears and the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know love can reign, and the world will smile again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(remember? the hardest part, we were trying to sing and remember. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really did had a very satisfied slumber last night&lt;br /&gt;first time! 9.30 pm. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;woke up a several time in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;mostly due to the night chills&lt;br /&gt;so had to cover myself with the blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6.30am but forced myself back to bed&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i would wake up at 8, i woke at 10. =.=&lt;br /&gt;pig pig pig!!!&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i felt energy-ful today. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast and showered before going out&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza singapura today&lt;br /&gt;yepp, my mum was able to move more, so she went with me&lt;br /&gt;bought quite a lot today&lt;br /&gt;from dvd to eating stuff&lt;br /&gt;to accessories, clothings, books&lt;br /&gt;and.. pillow. =.=&lt;br /&gt;the latter was just for collection from seahorse&lt;br /&gt;i swear, its heavy with the box.&lt;br /&gt;i have to carry four, two each hand because mum was&lt;br /&gt;not allowed to carry heavy stuff&lt;br /&gt;hehe. a nice training for my arms? (think hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy is okay with her recovery&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;she keeps herself thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;the wind that got into her body during her operation&lt;br /&gt;has caused her gastric pain&lt;br /&gt;she was afraid that it might lead to cancer&lt;br /&gt;sigh. think too much le la. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;menopause, menopause... perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not tired now, yet i want to force myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;if not, im sure be energy-less tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;of course, i won't want that.&lt;br /&gt;hunger strikes in now&lt;br /&gt;im also considering whether i should feed myself with food.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can take warm milk and cookie now&lt;br /&gt;i heard they can help one to sleep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever..&lt;br /&gt;i'll see what i can do. :P&lt;br /&gt;nighty nights all =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-493241530857410758?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/493241530857410758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=493241530857410758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/493241530857410758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/493241530857410758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/everything-is-trying-to-tell-me-not-to.html' title='everything is trying to tell me not to give up'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SrpewjKtveI/AAAAAAAAAFM/O9zjoZ10Lxo/s72-c/teachers%3B+day+concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7520584239817303298</id><published>2009-09-19T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:47:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so would it work?</title><content type='html'>ok!! i don't have to repeat my same old story everyday..&lt;br /&gt;haha! ok rather, yesterday was exciting (at least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i didn't want to go to the GRC with nonie they all&lt;br /&gt;because i dun wan to leave my mum alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;and also, the rain was so.. heavy :X&lt;br /&gt;but my brother came home, so i selfishly went out.&lt;br /&gt;(in the end, my mother went out. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so met nonie at city hall&lt;br /&gt;then went to suntec expo hall.&lt;br /&gt;really, u can spot the HS5 booth just at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;then, we went in to say hello to emo_girl and marrku&lt;br /&gt;kerlin was helping there also! (no benefits for her! just helping out.)&lt;br /&gt;ashe was there also :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the dragonica booth, EA games, and all&lt;br /&gt;GOSH the woody was super adorable!&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder whats the challenge about at that booth&lt;br /&gt;what if i can get the soft toy? LOL :X (ok. no more soft toy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at some restaurant&lt;br /&gt;the food was super nice&lt;br /&gt;not very ex also&lt;br /&gt;kerlin's friend was soo good to help us to queue. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home by 12? yepp.&lt;br /&gt;and read princess diaries before i slept.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. ten out of ten!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spoiler alert&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. i was reading and all kinds of emotions came out&lt;br /&gt;it begin to make me feel michael was the one for mia&lt;br /&gt;and not J.P. COME ON! :X&lt;br /&gt;then i was so afraid of the ending, so i went to take a peek&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the tensed up me finally got relaxed&lt;br /&gt;at least i know how the ending is..&lt;br /&gt;you know what i mean right?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think much people would be reading princess diaries&lt;br /&gt;ehh. soo not the age already. i think? LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;but its unsuitable for minor!&lt;br /&gt;** sex content **&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA :X ok la. not much.&lt;br /&gt;more of kissing content :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i;ve finished the book&lt;br /&gt;im so book deprived now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go to times tomorrow at PS and hunt for books&lt;br /&gt;after all, im a member there .&lt;br /&gt;maybe can go down to suntec to visit them again&lt;br /&gt;LOL :S shun bian ma~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7520584239817303298?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7520584239817303298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7520584239817303298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7520584239817303298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7520584239817303298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-would-it-work.html' title='so would it work?'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6178048415063394546</id><published>2009-09-14T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:38:19.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not meant to be</title><content type='html'>i'm so exhausted from doing those house chores&lt;br /&gt;its like.. housewife training from my mum. haha!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mum is fine already =D&lt;br /&gt;she's taking out the stitches tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and that means.. i have to wake up at 6 am&lt;br /&gt;*GASPS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from sweeping floor, to washing clothes&lt;br /&gt;cooking, buying things from market/supermarket&lt;br /&gt;hanging clothes, boiling water&lt;br /&gt;everything has their own difficulty&lt;br /&gt;hahaha =X i really think, mothers are really noble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few more days. i can do this!&lt;br /&gt;i will! i'll try! i shall! i must. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really interesting dream last night&lt;br /&gt;i think its kinda because i was thinking about it lsat night&lt;br /&gt;before i went to the lala land&lt;br /&gt;according to some facts from the dream bible&lt;br /&gt;its kinda true and related to the reality&lt;br /&gt;some of them, still need more decifering i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, more naruto for now!&lt;br /&gt;im re-reading it. hehehe! at 120 chaps le.&lt;br /&gt;shall reach more than 150 before i sleep&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully completes it tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*self reminder*&lt;br /&gt;phantom : requiem of the phantom&lt;br /&gt;shugo chara&lt;br /&gt;jigoku shoujo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the situation is hopeless now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't save that little life now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even if i replace it with another one now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it wouldn't be the same anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6178048415063394546?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6178048415063394546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6178048415063394546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6178048415063394546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6178048415063394546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-meant-to-be.html' title='not meant to be'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-9103140586629612495</id><published>2009-09-10T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:52:45.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annyeoung haseyo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SqfnESndCTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MugElHMkfjc/s1600-h/DSC03874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SqfnESndCTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MugElHMkfjc/s320/DSC03874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379522340820158770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my KCC cum Ice-Skating friend! so qiao right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1:&lt;br /&gt;me , kris and xing fen met up at the bus stop and walked to canteen 2&lt;br /&gt;i think we were the first to arrive, since no one who looks like KCC ppl was there&lt;br /&gt;gathered together while everyone arrived and went to a classroom&lt;br /&gt;i was in the yellow grp, kris in blue, and xing fen in green&lt;br /&gt;so we were separated.&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, we made our own friends within the groups :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first it was ice-breaker games&lt;br /&gt;then it was lunch, and station games&lt;br /&gt;it was very physically and mentally challenging&lt;br /&gt;having the need to even climb all the way up to blk 82 from canteen 2&lt;br /&gt;and then back down to somewhere near there. or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;man, i must have being kind of fit after this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night it was dinner, then followed by a rest at the loft&lt;br /&gt;some preparation and ideas were made at ning xin's room&lt;br /&gt;then we went for treasure hunting&lt;br /&gt;similarly, we have to climb up and down. HOWEVER&lt;br /&gt;the clues were killing us. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;we're all like pabo(s) wakling around, going to wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we got 3rd in place. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2:&lt;br /&gt;the bed was not the same at home (of course)&lt;br /&gt;therefore some aching was involved.&lt;br /&gt;besides, the walking on the first day was killing me legs.&lt;br /&gt;they were aching and breaking if the shoes were not there to support&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? it is the amazing race day on the second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMM was our first stop, but jun was late&lt;br /&gt;so we kind of rested for half an hour there and camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;then our mission is to take picture with passerbys&lt;br /&gt;we were at garden plaza, so we went to take pictures with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;i miss that ang moh child who likes to do the stomp feet move!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was SP, the mission is to guess the drama/movie our GL was drawing&lt;br /&gt;virgin snow was tough :S&lt;br /&gt;then we went to somerset, our next stop, youth park. skipping rope only.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, it was SIM . so from somerset to SIM, do crossword puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;okok la. at least it didnt need as much walking as the first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went back to NP library for our last mission&lt;br /&gt;and back to the loft to rehearse our dance&lt;br /&gt;ultraman was easy, just go crazy can le&lt;br /&gt;but naeng myeon was really hard!&lt;br /&gt;learning dance from music core was really hard &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and had to teach my members also. well, we managed to pull that off.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was settled at the loft too :D&lt;br /&gt;then we tried out the hanboks for the performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie screening was hilarious and nice :D&lt;br /&gt;castaway to the moon? or something like that&lt;br /&gt;it was a total brain wash for the dance&lt;br /&gt;after that was performance, so we have to practice again to drill it in&lt;br /&gt;but still, i forgotten one part of it, so i was standing there like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha! but it was quite neat you know!&lt;br /&gt;we got first place in performance &lt;3 wee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3:&lt;br /&gt;because of the all-girls party last night&lt;br /&gt;we slept at 3. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;some others ended the party at 5. wow :X&lt;br /&gt;then this morning is just breakfast and prize giving&lt;br /&gt;we climbed back from 3rd place to 2nd place&lt;br /&gt;with a 8 points different!&lt;br /&gt;however, red group was 5 points more than us. so they were first.&lt;br /&gt;who cares!!! we got first for performance!! (satisfied) HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet mum at hougang mall after the camp for lunch&lt;br /&gt;was at popular while waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like buying alot of books to read .. HOW!!&lt;br /&gt;and the bibles! as in an "encyclopedia" of tarot, horoscopes, and dreams&lt;br /&gt;were very very interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;and they were quite true you see :S.&lt;br /&gt;but one cost $19.90&lt;br /&gt;sighh &gt;.&lt;''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. after reach home pack bag jiu nap le.&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a super super long post for 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;i hope it bored you up. LOL&lt;br /&gt;it sure did!&lt;br /&gt;nights all :D&lt;br /&gt;time to manga then sleep &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-9103140586629612495?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9103140586629612495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=9103140586629612495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9103140586629612495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9103140586629612495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/annyeoung-haseyo.html' title='annyeoung haseyo!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SqfnESndCTI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MugElHMkfjc/s72-c/DSC03874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-95229474296595772</id><published>2009-09-06T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T02:05:26.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything must be perfect!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SqKk29UYCbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dMUsgrgduSo/s1600-h/piiC640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SqKk29UYCbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dMUsgrgduSo/s320/piiC640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378042169113708978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will heartbreak still happen, if the heart stops beating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think it was due to the food for praying&lt;br /&gt;i got food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling okay on thursday night&lt;br /&gt;but on Friday morning, it was a different story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling rather lethargic&lt;br /&gt;i knew that my stomach wasn't feeling quite well&lt;br /&gt;thought it was due to the weather, or not the hunger in the morning&lt;br /&gt;forced myself to brush my teeth, but it was so uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;i had to squat down and brush them =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for a shower, half the time was sitting on the toilet bowl&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i shan't explain further&lt;br /&gt;then, breathlessness came in.&lt;br /&gt;i had to keep lying on my bed&lt;br /&gt;even when i knew that i had to go out and meet my mum soon&lt;br /&gt;then, to the point i can't take it, i called to cancel the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;at that point of time, i still think it is due to hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to make some milo, it was all done in less than 1 minute&lt;br /&gt;all the black out came and i almost scald my hand&lt;br /&gt;then, still feeling bad after milo&lt;br /&gt;die lor. how ?&lt;br /&gt;(touch wood)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then i thought it was stomach flu&lt;br /&gt;until i vomitted after lunch (along with the chinese powdered medicine)&lt;br /&gt;i then knew it was food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;i have no strength to walk about nor eat&lt;br /&gt;everything is ewww &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had bread for dinner that night&lt;br /&gt;and it was at 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i knew, is i kept sleeping, wake up sleep&lt;br /&gt;nothing but that. anything that could go in was water&lt;br /&gt;i think i didn't had food = no energy&lt;br /&gt;so sleeping helps?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. its almost like ROTTING at home. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was feeling better&lt;br /&gt;only had brunch = 1 slice pandan cake and bread&lt;br /&gt;then dinner = canned sharkfin (thats the best i can find at home)&lt;br /&gt;and cup noodles (which my parents bought when they reach home at 11)&lt;br /&gt;im sure to have my BMI 15 lost. now, it should be below that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i dun care how allergic i am to milk&lt;br /&gt;im going to feed on milk and cereal every morning from now on&lt;br /&gt;i heard that females over the age of 20 will starts to lose calcium&lt;br /&gt;that they have built up for the past years&lt;br /&gt;thats why ah mas need anlene right?&lt;br /&gt;if i dun consume more calcium products&lt;br /&gt;im sure going to have bones problem when i grew older&lt;br /&gt;hah! thats random, but well, its fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering why i aren'tasleep now,&lt;br /&gt;my brother is taking up my mattress, my pillow, my blanket&lt;br /&gt;i can't wake him up. how ah? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all, =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was in pain&lt;br /&gt;my mum asked " then why are you smiling? "&lt;br /&gt;i replied "do you prefer me to cry instead?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-95229474296595772?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/95229474296595772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=95229474296595772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/95229474296595772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/95229474296595772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/everything-must-be-perfect.html' title='Everything must be perfect!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SqKk29UYCbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dMUsgrgduSo/s72-c/piiC640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5884101325941478272</id><published>2009-09-03T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:52:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Sp_mNMjc6ZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DOXRDJiKkPQ/s1600-h/Zz009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Sp_mNMjc6ZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DOXRDJiKkPQ/s320/Zz009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377269594486270354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how do you make a bitter gourd, smile again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-you think you can't trust anybody anymore,&lt;br /&gt;because you think that everyone is covered by lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you have so much to say, but you can't find anyone&lt;br /&gt;appropriate to tell them about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-your bestest pal maybe telling lies, to gain some things from you&lt;br /&gt;obviously something only beneficial to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you don't want a person to love you, because it might hurt the friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you know that a person will get hurt, and you try to avoid it. however the person persist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-people takes you for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you are willing to do something to someone, so that that person could hate you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you want to take revenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the somethings i've seen from anime, that i've watched for the past few days&lt;br /&gt;and the last point, from Hell Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely, its all about taking revenge.&lt;br /&gt;Its the sweetest thing, since its instant.&lt;br /&gt;however, you have to compensate for it,&lt;br /&gt;an equal amount, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;in that case, do you still want to take revenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't forget, while you take revenge&lt;br /&gt;its something BAD right?&lt;br /&gt;how about retribution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. im talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;just don't mind me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;nights all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5884101325941478272?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5884101325941478272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=5884101325941478272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5884101325941478272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5884101325941478272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/09/lies.html' title='LIES'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Sp_mNMjc6ZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DOXRDJiKkPQ/s72-c/Zz009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5634707439243883266</id><published>2009-09-01T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:17:19.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't get you out of this freaking mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Sp04B6xySyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yI1QvtfLtis/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Sp04B6xySyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yI1QvtfLtis/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376515135759338274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;i would have wished for the same thing&lt;br /&gt;if only i've known you earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does a "teacher" celebrates her day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Waking up - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at the wrong side of the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;result = neck sprain-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bathing time - &lt;/span&gt;was forced to have an early shower due to lunch, it was so chill-y this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;result = non-stop sneezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lunch time - &lt;/span&gt;everywhere also long queue, that doesn't exclude food court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;result = gastric (because i didn't had breakfast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out-ing - &lt;/span&gt;accompanied mother to hospital, didn't went to lisa's dad stall opening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;result = mum's report, was not a good news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reached Home - &lt;/span&gt;some weird posture caused a temporary pain around the rib cage area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;result = breathing difficulty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dinner - &lt;/span&gt;Macdonalds, fast---- Food :X mummy da bao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;result = couldn't eat properly, because was still in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. what a great day. LOL&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, mummy gotta go for an operation next week&lt;br /&gt;i'll pray for a painless and safe one for her&lt;br /&gt;though the operation was suppose to be this friday, it will be delayed&lt;br /&gt;i'll be alone waiting for her to come out.&lt;br /&gt;how can i pass time when that day comes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;originally, i thought i was holding onto a blooming rose&lt;br /&gt;everyday, it continued to bloom&lt;br /&gt;until one day, i understand that it had a limited time&lt;br /&gt;i realized i was holding onto thorns&lt;br /&gt;and the petals began to wilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5634707439243883266?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Sp04B6xySyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yI1QvtfLtis/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-156830802382599436</id><published>2009-08-31T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:49:52.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me what you feel inside</title><content type='html'>woke up as the alarm starts ringing&lt;br /&gt;i reluctantly get up and took an early morning shower&lt;br /&gt;feeling good and refreshing, i head out to the childcare centre to help out&lt;br /&gt;since today is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teacher's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i reached there&lt;br /&gt;tons of presents were lying around the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"wow"&lt;/span&gt;, that was what i was thinking&lt;br /&gt;then i put down my bag and attend to the other children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and wingsze were helping out at the PN and N groups&lt;br /&gt;as usual, more to the babies of course.&lt;br /&gt;first it was the golf game&lt;br /&gt;its so hilarious how we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manipulated&lt;/span&gt; the box around to make it&lt;br /&gt;as if they really did it on their own&lt;br /&gt;self satisfactory faces were seen&lt;br /&gt;they were so proud of themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that it was musical chair&lt;br /&gt;then it makes me realised that the PN are more competitive than the N&lt;br /&gt;we actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"fixed" &lt;/span&gt;the game result at start&lt;br /&gt;so that the teachers can help "cheat" and make the babies the winner&lt;br /&gt;and i had my forehead carved this word : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"VILLIAN" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bad luh  &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to the K2 during their shower time gave me a dejavu,&lt;br /&gt;as i was helping the K2 when i first went to the childcare&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, they wore their home clothes today&lt;br /&gt;seeing the girls' dresses, made me feel a tinge of envy&lt;br /&gt;when i was young, i wasn't allowed to wear dresses&lt;br /&gt;or rather, dresses are made to wear on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;formal occasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as wedding, house warming, birthdays&lt;br /&gt;theirs were like, princess-like.&lt;br /&gt;wow :S haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Spvf0dU-kBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LwY5LhMlAk4/s1600-h/Photo0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Spvf0dU-kBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LwY5LhMlAk4/s320/Photo0439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376136672515624978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;present exchanging time&lt;br /&gt;i had never even thought that any of the child there would give me anything&lt;br /&gt;guess what, some of them did&lt;br /&gt;i froze when they said they had something for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*so touched*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;the others were extras :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i originally planned to go back to my secondary school&lt;br /&gt;however, according to my friends, the teachers were long gone&lt;br /&gt;and the gates were locked.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (FAST!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the time spent on making the ferrero roses&lt;br /&gt;were wasted. to think that i only gave one to my mentor in the childcare&lt;br /&gt;i should have given the rest to them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with a couple of friends at KFC&lt;br /&gt;had a little reunion with them&lt;br /&gt;chatting along the way as we go home&lt;br /&gt;slacking at the fitness corner&lt;br /&gt;and feel the pitter patter of the rain, when it was drizzling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time sure pass quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Spvf08z4lAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/s4r0dI0QVAY/s1600-h/Photo0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Spvf08z4lAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/s4r0dI0QVAY/s320/Photo0440.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376136680966755330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after trying to give out the rest of the roses...&lt;br /&gt;i still have eight more. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANYONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-156830802382599436?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/156830802382599436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=156830802382599436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/156830802382599436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/156830802382599436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/tell-me-what-you-feel-inside.html' title='tell me what you feel inside'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/Spvf0dU-kBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/LwY5LhMlAk4/s72-c/Photo0439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2703611071316952583</id><published>2009-08-29T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:39:57.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this temptation i can't resist</title><content type='html'>please don't ask me what's going on&lt;br /&gt;because im attempting to forget about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading to my past entries&lt;br /&gt;my past diaries&lt;br /&gt;and all i've found something in common.&lt;br /&gt;that common thing has made me think so much&lt;br /&gt;that it caused emotions over flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry to edmond, who tried to invite me back to school&lt;br /&gt;for a reunion with the other phss-rians&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't went, it was because i was feeling so wrong and bad&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't want to let you see my past self&lt;br /&gt;after you've actually witness me being cheerful and happy&lt;br /&gt;which is a fraud, i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't lift myself out from this unhappiness im experiencing today&lt;br /&gt;i've been lying today, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote inside my diaries, as usual when i don't blog&lt;br /&gt;and writing couldn't help anymore&lt;br /&gt;i burst out , cried and cried until my eyes were red and swollen&lt;br /&gt;i forgot about my dinner&lt;br /&gt;i forgot about my shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was needing a soul to talk to badly&lt;br /&gt;sadly to say, i couldn't be bothered to talk to anyone&lt;br /&gt;and neither anyone talked to me&lt;br /&gt;all i can do, is keep reading ____ ________&lt;br /&gt;until i feel comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to shower, and continue crying&lt;br /&gt;i stopped now. i don't know if it'll continue further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i curse my dreams&lt;br /&gt;i curse you!&lt;br /&gt;for making things that's impossible possible&lt;br /&gt;and when i woke up and its reality&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to sleep forever now&lt;br /&gt;at least i'll be happier like that.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. spare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2703611071316952583?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-9110588700186979046</id><published>2009-08-22T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:11:58.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he said something, but you're not the "he".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SpAJyfKcOxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Tsfq633EQB8/s1600-h/Photo0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SpAJyfKcOxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Tsfq633EQB8/s320/Photo0404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372805118416403218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;return&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i actually fell asleep without taking off&lt;br /&gt;my contact lenses last night&lt;br /&gt;lucky i woke up at 6am (which is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; today &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;to take it off and woke up later at 10am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manage to catch at least PRMF last epi.&lt;br /&gt;then walked to the 89 bus stop to wait for vivian&lt;br /&gt;heh sorry girl. i was really bored :X&lt;br /&gt;thats why i keep taking your picture. HAHA xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached simei and waited for the lady boss to collect the spree clothes -collected- and went to the shopping mall nearby to makan then we went to the pet safari before we went back home eheheheh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*drools*&lt;/span&gt; at all the doggies xD&lt;br /&gt;the pomenarians are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; cute and the chihuahua!!!&lt;br /&gt;then saw black winter breed hamster&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; my shadow ): ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the vending machine to get drinks for vivian&lt;br /&gt;and the vending machine was actually a little &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;cannot press all the "A"&lt;br /&gt;then wanted to get F&amp;amp;N orange instead,&lt;br /&gt;green tea came out. LOL&lt;br /&gt;worst of all, the hole where the drinks are dispensed&lt;br /&gt;you can't even take the bottle out.&lt;br /&gt;and some inconsiderate ppl actually threw rubbish inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EWW&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person pops me an msn and ask if i was okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/return&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this person "sense" i was feeling not okay&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the effort, but it actually made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not okay&lt;/span&gt; after that. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. time for more manga-ing :D&lt;br /&gt;then sleep time. xD&lt;br /&gt;nights all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this time, you're not the one who told me that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-9110588700186979046?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9110588700186979046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=9110588700186979046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9110588700186979046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9110588700186979046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/he-said-something-but-youre-not-he.html' title='he said something, but you&apos;re not the &quot;he&quot;.'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SpAJyfKcOxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Tsfq633EQB8/s72-c/Photo0404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3482097423994515380</id><published>2009-08-21T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:43:01.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im deprived from the ambivalent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/So555EURTyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Z1zM4G30Evs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/So555EURTyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Z1zM4G30Evs/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372365426817847074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah, the very old one. sec 2?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. my mum wants me to chop my hair off.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i've been dropping lots of them &gt;.&lt;''&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i should consider this length back!&lt;br /&gt;but.. i'll need 2 years to grow back to my current length. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo! finished one exam, one more to go.&lt;br /&gt;i realised a couple of mistakes from the paper i did.&lt;br /&gt;careless ones, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and i have no idea why i wrote Mary Ainsworth instead of B.F.Skinner.&lt;br /&gt;Babinski was a total shocker also. all the others i remember,&lt;br /&gt;the most unique one i forgot. lols~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so so so delighted when i can leave the exam hall&lt;br /&gt;and blow my nose. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i was refraining from doing that loud disgusting sound in the quiet room.&lt;br /&gt;though, its not as loud as the thunder just now. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i should stop the complains&lt;br /&gt;not gonna care about it anyway, its OVER!&lt;br /&gt;soo time to concentrate on PPCM instead.&lt;br /&gt;gonna print out all the things tonight so i can study. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, when i went to the music shop,&lt;br /&gt;i realised these 6 guys (i think) were doing that irritating sucking sound&lt;br /&gt;i turned over and kind of remember one of them.&lt;br /&gt;for the 15 minutes or more i was in the music shop&lt;br /&gt;they keep constantly going over to the glass cabinet and look into the shop&lt;br /&gt;"Very pretty hor!" (in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;haha. ya right.&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought they were talking about the drum set,&lt;br /&gt;ain't so. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i went out, they lined up near the escalator&lt;br /&gt;and did that irritating sound again&lt;br /&gt;followed me to 2nd level think i dunno&lt;br /&gt;pai seh lor. i think you guys look like sec 1 or sec 2 to me&lt;br /&gt;go home and watch your super yoyo. shoo =.=&lt;br /&gt;teens nowadays. *tsk, tsk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to slack a little,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe a little nap.&lt;br /&gt;whatever. finally can take the flu medicine tonight&lt;br /&gt;wee :D ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3482097423994515380?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3482097423994515380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3482097423994515380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3482097423994515380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3482097423994515380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-deprived-from-ambivalent.html' title='im deprived from the ambivalent'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/So555EURTyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Z1zM4G30Evs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7222264031834770340</id><published>2009-08-21T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:29:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chionging for studies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/So2HxKzJEjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HvvjH7gA1V8/s1600-h/DSC09789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/So2HxKzJEjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HvvjH7gA1V8/s320/DSC09789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372099209305068082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've been tempted to put this up because, i like the alignment of the trading cards!&lt;br /&gt;heh. thanks vivi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its 1.15am now. and im blogging. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a breather from studies is definitely needed.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to look through the chapters in the textbook&lt;br /&gt;and go for my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wake up earlier in the morning to confirm and memorise whatever i written in my notebook.&lt;br /&gt;to think that "thick" exercise book, i just occupied 1/4 of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love copying things because it actually helps me to memorise.&lt;br /&gt;however, it hurts my finger, ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;bad writing posture and pen-holding to start with&lt;br /&gt;reminder : must check children's writing posture. (its good for them &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, mum came in to "accompany" me,&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleeping on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;worst of all, snoring. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and my dad's legendary motor-bike + fountain actually made it worst.&lt;br /&gt;heh, what can i do? :S&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, that reminds me. the breathing thing they sell in watson&lt;br /&gt;it does not work on my family. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th month story ~~&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the start of ghost festival.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i WAS paranoid, i felt very very nausea and wanted to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea why that happens when i was going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;*think about the story my mum told me about her friend's father)&lt;br /&gt;maybe something stomp-ed on my stomach. LOL&lt;br /&gt;okay im joking. *choy choy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after praying all sorts of things today&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't having the bad feeling as i did for the past years&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything will be fine though. heh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the end, time to revise and sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7222264031834770340?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7222264031834770340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7222264031834770340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7222264031834770340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7222264031834770340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/chionging-for-studies.html' title='Chionging for studies!!!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/So2HxKzJEjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HvvjH7gA1V8/s72-c/DSC09789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-4207770248012726856</id><published>2009-08-20T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T00:16:50.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woo so scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SowlVoR6dkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-idhVwTNPL4/s1600-h/piiC1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SowlVoR6dkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-idhVwTNPL4/s320/piiC1059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371709509066192450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lols~ taking picture in the girls toilet. heh :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING COUNTRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heh. yeah. change blog song.&lt;br /&gt;they had been around for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;well. nothing to put so just change them. lols :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. Ghost festival has started!&lt;br /&gt;so lemon is going to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;very very supersticious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;very very paranoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. actually its a pretty good time to see me getting freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;because bro's gf came quite late,&lt;br /&gt;the whole signing thing actually ended at 1.30am&lt;br /&gt;well, my medicine has lost its effect&lt;br /&gt;i actually was sleeping in the living room with mum&lt;br /&gt;but couldnt. woke up at 4am&lt;br /&gt;read doraemon then slept at 5am. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go, i woke up after that at 11.30am. =.=&lt;br /&gt;but at least i got to revise some of my notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;SELF REMINDER : CHECK EXAM VENUE AND TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. so tmr gonna chiong studies&lt;br /&gt;hopefully by then, this freaking nose will stop leaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've noticed that my hair loss rate is going higher&lt;br /&gt;its scary enough to see the amount of hair strands on the floor&lt;br /&gt;*freaked out* do i have to seek a doctor for that now? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. im going to read some manga until the medicine kick in&lt;br /&gt;hopefully not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i don't want the hungry ghosts to mistake me as food.&lt;/span&gt; LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;sleeping that much really makes me an insomniac&lt;br /&gt;its like how the song fireflies by owl city&lt;br /&gt;Why do I tire of counting sheep?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm far to tired to fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;(i was actually counting sheeps ytd. it didnt work ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess i had been dreaming all along O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-4207770248012726856?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4207770248012726856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=4207770248012726856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4207770248012726856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4207770248012726856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/woo-so-scary.html' title='woo so scary'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SowlVoR6dkI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-idhVwTNPL4/s72-c/piiC1059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1670018182407390097</id><published>2009-08-18T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:25:49.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fireflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SorVor5AHAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynq99mx_jx8/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SorVor5AHAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynq99mx_jx8/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371340400546028546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee! outing leh! still pin up until my forehead so clean. LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. theres probably nothing much to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;except going to the doctor and getting more pills &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then now im kinda whining to people that my brother gf haven come&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot sleep because, we're helping her to do some insurance stuff i need to sign.&lt;br /&gt;arghh. the medicine is so strong &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im going to post something here.&lt;br /&gt;so people interested just look at this section.&lt;br /&gt;heh. i actually took it from the i-weekly.&lt;br /&gt;translate it cuz i think chinese characters wil be small.&lt;br /&gt;okay here we go :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay basically, there will be parts of people that are born on the days in the month.&lt;br /&gt;so just refer to it. my language is not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;but just hope u can understand :D&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah lastly, this is for friendship. heh :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thinggg!! they may not be accurate ah!&lt;br /&gt;some needs to be jumble up a little. after all,&lt;br /&gt;all human beings are unique and special in their own ways :D ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 1,10,19,28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;in most situation, if you have a friend that is born under these days, its best if you let them do the decision making or to lead you. they have requests as if they are the royalties, no matter what, you HAVE TO listen to them. If you offended them, even if you make the first move to apologize to them it may not work. The best way is to let them calm down first and decide whether they want to forgive you. but when you need help, they will act as if they are the big boss and guide you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 2,11,20,29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The people born under these days are the emotional types. At times when you need help, they will give you the support and the encouragements, but they do have some serious mood swings.(they can change their mood really fast) If you want to be friends with them, you have to understand this point. When they are grumbling about certain things to you, at least act as if you are listening (even if you really don't care, or don't feel like), because, all they hope from you is to get a similar response to what they are grumbling about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 3,12,21,30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Capable of making the atmosphere more lively, people born under these days are suitable to do work related to public relations. Places with them will be full of live! These people loves the live and the crowds so they will be more used to group activities, only a small percentage of them will try to exclude themselves in those one-on-one or small group activities. They are very creative, try including them in planning events or activities, it may make that event more fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 4,13,22,30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They are the typical "LAW BY LAW" friends, in reality they could make you feel rather bored,( well, if you don't understand what they are talking about) but when it comes to planning and grouping stuff, they could actually do a great help! If you keep stepping on their tails and not let go (getting on their nerves or whatsoever), they will be the ones to bite you back! this actually also act as a reminder for you that when you make friends, you have to give the other party respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 5,14,23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;With endless charms, they often are the focus in the public. Without them, sometimes the atmosphere will seem a little down. They love to talk, to the point that sometimes they will tell you about stories of themselves or what they have experienced. Therefore, with them, you don't have to worry about times where you have nothing to talk about. But they have their stubborn side, they may do things in a way that will be more advantageous to them. Unless you have the confidence , don't even think about having them to listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 6,15,24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They are like angels with wings, that will take care of you have protect you. Although their personality are sort of easy-going, they don't easily join in people's gossip. When you have problems, they can help you to solve your worries. On the other side, they do have habits of coming late, it could be due to having too many "small problems" to do before coming on time, so don't give high hopes on them coming early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 7,16,25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;In all of the birthdays, people born under these days are kind of the hardest to make friends. Because they are used to hiding their feelings to the point that you could be wondering if you have the rights to call yourself their friend. But once you become a friend that knows them a lot, they as the "strategy commander" armed with loads of plans and strategies will help you to get over with your problems. If your friend is born on these days, why not spend more time understanding them, you might end up with loads of surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 8,17,26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The people born under these days likes to do things according to their way. Being their friends you have to be more patient. They are always teaching you how to relax and enjoy life, how to be hardworking, how to improve yourself, but among all these things, they could be the ones that they'll never try or have done before. They like to show off their "powers" so just let them say what they feel inside. It may really benefit you in the work you're doing, if not they being "isolated" may leave the group and be gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People born on 9,18,27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;The people born under these days are considered as the really considerate ones, who'll always think for you. the only flaw they have is that they are very emotional. So during conversations, be careful not to offend them or they may get really angry with you! However, if you know how to get along with them, they are friends with benefits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1670018182407390097?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1670018182407390097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1670018182407390097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1670018182407390097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1670018182407390097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/fireflies.html' title='fireflies'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SorVor5AHAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynq99mx_jx8/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-664701716454249859</id><published>2009-08-17T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:12:36.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im like a sick bird waiting for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SomAw9gCgCI/AAAAAAAAADs/C9r0IGTFFi0/s1600-h/piiC781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SomAw9gCgCI/AAAAAAAAADs/C9r0IGTFFi0/s320/piiC781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370965609247047714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must be wondering.. why the old photos?!&lt;br /&gt;well, last week, i happen to "GOP" some pictures from vivian&lt;br /&gt;and found out some pictures that i had never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;from nice to ugly. LOL&lt;br /&gt;and while looking at the picture i realise 2 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) last time i very guai. in school go out, hair also clip until forehead is CLEAN. and the amount of clips.. i shan't say further. LOL&lt;br /&gt;2) now i understand why i had heard ppl who said that i look old. HAHA. well. you have to wait for the picture to be posted. then i can explain. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. i think my love for shaker fries had gone a little overboard&lt;br /&gt;seriously, though i am beginning to hate french fries these days&lt;br /&gt;im willing to eat three times a day, because of the shaker.&lt;br /&gt;:P well, you don't see it in mcdonalds everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a little LJS, sore throat came after that.&lt;br /&gt;when sore throat comes, my nose will not spare me either.&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess late showering and drying hair in front of the fan&lt;br /&gt;did make it worst. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been slacking for these few days&lt;br /&gt;while some of my friends might be studying.&lt;br /&gt;great great.&lt;br /&gt;i can be sure that if im not starting soon,&lt;br /&gt;my CD will be a confirm fly away&lt;br /&gt;(of course, i won't fail that module either -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more sleep, more medication, and more rest!&lt;br /&gt;that'll be whats going on for today&lt;br /&gt;and MAYBE tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to start studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. good timing.&lt;br /&gt;the medicine is kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep and sweat more. :D&lt;br /&gt;nights all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;每天,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;有多少人和你擦肩而过,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;又有多少人走进你的心里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-664701716454249859?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/664701716454249859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=664701716454249859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/664701716454249859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/664701716454249859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-like-sick-bird-waiting-for-you.html' title='im like a sick bird waiting for you'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SomAw9gCgCI/AAAAAAAAADs/C9r0IGTFFi0/s72-c/piiC781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2021521155765260451</id><published>2009-08-14T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:08:01.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SoWLrRih_sI/AAAAAAAAADk/U-C9gGnUbvs/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SoWLrRih_sI/AAAAAAAAADk/U-C9gGnUbvs/s320/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369851706268057282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those happy days, sec 1, STILL playing eagle catch chicken. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;find me!! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the things has been settled&lt;br /&gt;PBL2 and the make up attachment&lt;br /&gt;i went back home with my tired brain and hungry stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laid on the couch after my dinner and watched Super Yo Yo.&lt;br /&gt;felt asleep and off-ed the tv .&lt;br /&gt;throughout the 7 hours on the couch&lt;br /&gt;with waking up a few times&lt;br /&gt;i had the most irritating dream that night.&lt;br /&gt;although it was just a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1.30 after i felt someone carried me into my room&lt;br /&gt;it was my brother.&lt;br /&gt;heh. no skill, carry until my bones were hurting.&lt;br /&gt;then i was woke up.&lt;br /&gt;2-6am i never slept. until 6.30 after i tried to wake my brother&lt;br /&gt;i slept again.&lt;br /&gt;because during 2-6am i was re-reading fairytail&lt;br /&gt;then i dreamt of the virgin. heh.&lt;br /&gt;dug a hole and pulled me in. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats the story for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;a relaxed day. bought some nicelooking and useless things&lt;br /&gt;hah. dun care la. im sure its use wil come in handy someday&lt;br /&gt;ok. going to have my seaweed fest before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;nights all ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2021521155765260451?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2021521155765260451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2021521155765260451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2021521155765260451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2021521155765260451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/lovely.html' title='lovely'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SoWLrRih_sI/AAAAAAAAADk/U-C9gGnUbvs/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6497732625603478653</id><published>2009-07-23T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:55:19.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smiles, and hopefully it'll pass by ,</title><content type='html'>im backkk~&lt;br /&gt;well, i can see that the work load is coming&lt;br /&gt;and that the exams are coming as well.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't make myself focus and finish all the work in one day&lt;br /&gt;and the 2 make up session for sports and wellness occupies my time&lt;br /&gt;its so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech training for story telling will be next week&lt;br /&gt;2-3 minutes in the limelight plus 25 pairs of eyes&lt;br /&gt;is enough to freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;now im wondering. how am i going to boost up my confidence in one week&lt;br /&gt;if only they were children. i wouldn't mind that much &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more essays which needs about 1000+ words each has to be done over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;IT information &amp;amp; PBL with dreamweaver and photoshop needed.&lt;br /&gt;FP booklet and 2 more weeks whereby the exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;omg. this is overwhelming. lols &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless. im still going to have my breather for tmr&lt;br /&gt;the days where i can see the children and smile&lt;br /&gt;because they are so cute and innocent&lt;br /&gt;(well! im not going to add that work has to be done while observing them!)&lt;br /&gt;and the yoga lesson. OHMMMMMMMM~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, friends around me have been writing songs&lt;br /&gt;english chinese, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;it kind of sparked my interest to do one as well&lt;br /&gt;though the story is thought of, my language is still a problem here.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i should think about it la. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong chiong chiong for 3-4 more weeks&lt;br /&gt;then holidays are coming.&lt;br /&gt;mugging session for IT is needed le. LOL&lt;br /&gt;nights all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i know its late! but its better than never!&lt;br /&gt;the translation for the emo blog song. LOL&lt;br /&gt;ok la. not that. i just happen to miss this song&lt;br /&gt;and movie a lot :S enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel the wind blow in this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there i see the star beyond this window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shining so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here in this night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here i feel the sense of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cry for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every tear that falls feels like a wound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the stars in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gently shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking away my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hear a voice gently saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel the warmth come over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as i sleep in their embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and even though i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do not have the strength to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though i try to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this love will never ever be meant for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'll keep on smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though my dreams won't come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll remember every moment with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like the stars that shines forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll treasure my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6497732625603478653?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6497732625603478653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6497732625603478653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>tmr its attachment again&lt;br /&gt;i miss the children so much since i didnt went last week&lt;br /&gt;so much things had happened in these few weeks&lt;br /&gt;that i've lost count of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't care about myself for these days and weeks&lt;br /&gt;since my mother hadn't been well.&lt;br /&gt;admitting hospital every few days&lt;br /&gt;how scary is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again im with stressing myself so much&lt;br /&gt;i give myself so much expectations when i dunno why&lt;br /&gt;when i can't fulfill it, it depresses me&lt;br /&gt;Also, im beginning to unable to differentiate dreams and reality&lt;br /&gt;seriously it sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same person every night appears&lt;br /&gt;ends with a silence too&lt;br /&gt;the unrealistic dreams in the past&lt;br /&gt;is coming close to the realistic world&lt;br /&gt;everything seems so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah anyway&lt;br /&gt;li ping's song is really nice&lt;br /&gt;im really commenting it you know!&lt;br /&gt;and you made me think about the lyrics so much.&lt;br /&gt;i frightened you when i sang out a verse of yours, didn't i? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;the project HAS to be done.&lt;br /&gt;friday will be the presentation&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be finally free from this words from hell - PBL&lt;br /&gt;and two more makeup lessons for sports and wellness.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, u dun nid a full 100% to pass, isn't it? ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. whatever. have a good night rest to all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6898985111515849592?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6898985111515849592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7737331481496707043</id><published>2009-07-07T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:56:20.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over and done</title><content type='html'>haha im back from a long break from blog.&lt;br /&gt;basically, just pure laziness thats stopping me from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same as yesterday, didnt went to school&lt;br /&gt;missed child D module for 2 lessons again. aye&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor this morning,&lt;br /&gt;the clinic assistant said i had to wait for an hour or two.&lt;br /&gt;so went back home and went to the doctor in the afternoon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHY i HATE RELIEF DOCTORS.&lt;br /&gt;they are so inflexible and so not professional.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow ask you few questions&lt;br /&gt;prescribe medicine and you can go le.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted an MC for yesterday and today&lt;br /&gt;he said cannot yesterday&lt;br /&gt;then a letter? he said cannot. ahh. whats with his cannot -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a new blog song now though&lt;br /&gt;well, its not really NEW.&lt;br /&gt;its from 200 pounds beauty. (long ago one somemore)&lt;br /&gt;oww. i miss hanna and her sarang (dog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. well, im going back school tmr!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, CONGRATS TO GENA (:&lt;br /&gt;you got into the finals for robotics.&lt;br /&gt;*clap claps :D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7737331481496707043?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7737331481496707043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7737331481496707043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7737331481496707043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7737331481496707043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-over-and-done.html' title='its over and done'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3133440207486290480</id><published>2009-06-21T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:14:40.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuuuuuu!</title><content type='html'>so today was 4e1 class bbq&lt;br /&gt;its a relieve that many turned up&lt;br /&gt;except the sad thing is that not all turned up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along i thought it was at punggol park&lt;br /&gt;and then, a phonecall to people tells me its at pasir ris&lt;br /&gt;great. so WHERE is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then called some people up to meet and go together&lt;br /&gt;well. at least when there are people that will get lost with you&lt;br /&gt;you're not being alone. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to downtowneast, then cheers to find the other classmates&lt;br /&gt;while they went to buy ice&lt;br /&gt;then the walking journey was like.. 30-45 min&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i should have gained alot of muscles today. LOL&lt;br /&gt;and the ants! i got bitten up like 4-5 times. ew.&lt;br /&gt;those areas are still itching though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me being the "bad" person&lt;br /&gt;stand by the pit help ppl fan the charcoal&lt;br /&gt;the fact is, im GOP-ing food when its ready. LOL&lt;br /&gt;yum yum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that went off with gena&lt;br /&gt;lols. i swear, we're like scaring ourselves when we walked out&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it was dark, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;and it even sound like in higurashi&lt;br /&gt;the cicidars are crying. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. eventually got out lor.&lt;br /&gt;then went home.&lt;br /&gt;supper was bak goot soup&lt;br /&gt;it made me like super impressed wsith old people's cooking&lt;br /&gt;i must learn from them one day! wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sleeping le! tmr shall do some work&lt;br /&gt;night night~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if the mind takes over my body&lt;br /&gt;and they moves by its own&lt;br /&gt;the plan shall be carried out&lt;br /&gt;earlier than planned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3133440207486290480?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3133440207486290480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3133440207486290480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3133440207486290480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3133440207486290480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/nuuuuuu.html' title='nuuuuuu!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1554773398205178952</id><published>2009-06-20T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:51:35.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dun know la!</title><content type='html'>giddy spells for two days straight.&lt;br /&gt;NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i HAVE to mention this.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of ms. GANUSH yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. damn scary la.&lt;br /&gt;imagine when u see this freaking scary old lady&lt;br /&gt;when you look into the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;and "it" hinted you to go blk3 jalan basar road.&lt;br /&gt;does this place even exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams are so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;and its so interesting how the brain really works.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. today is not very good day&lt;br /&gt;the blood isn't flowing to the head&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i've been talking without thinking&lt;br /&gt;spouting nonsense and whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NOW! bed time :D&lt;br /&gt;nights all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perhaps i should stop going&lt;br /&gt;and stop reading&lt;br /&gt;its bad for health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1554773398205178952?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1554773398205178952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1554773398205178952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1554773398205178952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1554773398205178952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/dun-know-la.html' title='dun know la!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-741160850390889758</id><published>2009-06-19T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:34:22.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOSHH</title><content type='html'>yupp. so i've no idea how today is passing so fast.&lt;br /&gt;and holidays are feeling as if its over.&lt;br /&gt;though i still have like a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the psp MS is reformatted&lt;br /&gt;here comes GAMES! but too bad&lt;br /&gt;the bitorrent is making me vomit blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until death do us part is a nice manga&lt;br /&gt;*smiles* but with more blood. LOL&lt;br /&gt;but im immune le la.&lt;br /&gt;to people who watched higurashi=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im regretting something so badly that im feeling giddy&lt;br /&gt;shit -.- shouldnt have read that&lt;br /&gt;aye. whatever. it should be better after a sleep&lt;br /&gt;nights all ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I WANNA CHIONG ALL THE WORK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT ONLY SECOND WEEK CAN START.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SADDDD ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-741160850390889758?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/741160850390889758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=741160850390889758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/741160850390889758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/741160850390889758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/goshh.html' title='GOSHH'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7078156063082029191</id><published>2009-06-16T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:35:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my way of caring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12 more days of holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;guess it feels as if it'll soon be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yet it felt unreal! lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;well, today went to simei mrt to get clothes ordered from blogshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the other spree are still taking a long time, so.. only got to get one today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then went to loyang tua pek gong to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;@ smokes: ew. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;went for lunch at the nearby coffee shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;had some food and went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;then, i have no idea how i spent the time from just now till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lols -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i think i have been breaking my record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;going out everyday, thats really not me. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;im usually considered to be a lazy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;now i really feel tired out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i've been playing guitar for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and i still cant freaking play F!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*faints* somehow, it doesnt fit into the songs either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;whichever have that F. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and i went to try the song which my bro's gf say its easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just suddenly, the lyrics was meaningful (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;maybe because... i never really went to read it last time la! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;寂寞开在心事旁 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Loneliness, I place next to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;随手种一些伤感 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Plant a little sadness over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不让星星来窥探 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Even the stars will not get to spy on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;找个沉默的夜晚 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;A dark silent night I seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc9"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;找个沉默的夜晚 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;A dark silent night I seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不让星星来窥探 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Even the stars will not get to spy on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;随手种一些伤感 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Plant a little sadness over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;寂寞开在心事旁  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Loneliness, I place next to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc14"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的关怀方式 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My way of caring is concealed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc16"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是你无法察觉的悲凉 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;in cold sadness you cannot sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;只能在你不经意时 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Only when you are not knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;才锁上我心房 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;it gets locked into my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc19"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你往常的亲切友善 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Your endless warm concern and friendliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc21"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是我今生的遗憾 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;is my helpless regret in this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;受伤后无悔的埋在 &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;When hurt, my pain I bury with no regret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="lrc23"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不流露的脸上 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it will not show on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks! nights :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7078156063082029191?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7078156063082029191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7078156063082029191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7078156063082029191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7078156063082029191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-way-of-caring.html' title='my way of caring'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8181845396094975819</id><published>2009-06-15T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:57:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sarcastic, cant hear that?</title><content type='html'>i've messed up!&lt;br /&gt;so its today father's day?&lt;br /&gt;or next week?&lt;br /&gt;people are celebrating next week.&lt;br /&gt;yet my calendar says its todayO.o&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to POMO again!&lt;br /&gt;the same place where my fam celebrated mother's day&lt;br /&gt;except we ate at different place.&lt;br /&gt;at JU JU. lazy post pictures. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad was like mountain tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;jiu ceng ta was something bitter, yet he thought it was seaweed&lt;br /&gt;he went "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ah man, bu chi zi cai? *takes big scoop* *put in rice* *eats* *PUI!*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;so hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;and the purple guitar i saw.. damn! so tempting. haha!&lt;br /&gt;someone was at the jamming studio there oso. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home, completed taken and twilight&lt;br /&gt;then went out for dinner with brother&lt;br /&gt;well, the "PLAY" dvd rental wasnt working?&lt;br /&gt;then we went hougang mall then causeway.&lt;br /&gt;ya, the problem is, u have to return the same place you rent.&lt;br /&gt;stupid right? unless you subscript la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so reached home at 11.&lt;br /&gt;tired tired. haha.&lt;br /&gt;talked to vivian and still talking! LOL&lt;br /&gt;ok. going to sleep soon :D&lt;br /&gt;nights all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im mad, cant you sense it?&lt;br /&gt;im full of sarcasm, cant you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;im hating how its unbalanced, cant you stop it?&lt;br /&gt;ya, insensitive as always.&lt;br /&gt;thats why you never succeeds in certain things.&lt;br /&gt;yes. you get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8181845396094975819?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8181845396094975819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8181845396094975819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8181845396094975819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8181845396094975819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/sarcastic-cant-hear-that.html' title='sarcastic, cant hear that?'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1687086725967871680</id><published>2009-06-12T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:36:31.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOO!</title><content type='html'>its a nasty feeling for the start of the holiday..&lt;br /&gt;i went to the salon with a happy mood&lt;br /&gt;and met up with my mum at the usual place.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to cut my fringe at start even when it grew long.&lt;br /&gt;i thought, during holidays, then cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mum suggested me to cut. ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;then my mum went away to dunno where.&lt;br /&gt;without her supervision. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; starts to snips the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"how do you want to cut your fringe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, like the last time, but cut to the sides more.. and the length above eyes can le"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*snips.... above eyebrow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shocked*&lt;br /&gt;"ermm.. i said, above eye.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*brings down more fringe, snip snip to cover.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"wa, lucky i pin up the half of the fringe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sads**STARES*&lt;br /&gt;"er, i want to cut more to the side leh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"but hor! later cut le very flat, like not nice le! cannot see the slant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but nevermind de ma, like that tie hair will look better, the sides not that empty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"aiyo, nevermind de wad. bu hui nan kan de la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i dun care even if you have been my hairdresser since i was born.&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;CUSTOMERS&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ALWAYS RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;TRUST MYSELF&lt;/span&gt; that i have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BETTER FASHION SENSE&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and that u snipped my fringe, i didnt even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;COMPLAIN&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;it looks damn ugly with the short in the inside, and long in the outside&lt;br /&gt;clearly the outside fringe cant cover the inside ones.&lt;br /&gt;and the middle area? looks like some kid who accidentally snipped away the side part, without cutting away the middle area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sian liao. especially when you know that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;FRINGES&lt;/span&gt; cant be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;EXTENDED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: im not trying to be fashionable or what..&lt;br /&gt;this always happens whenever if the hairdresser is feeling damn frustrated&lt;br /&gt;or damn busy. then my hair will take all the frustration. good lor.&lt;br /&gt;it totally spoilt my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great start for a break.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. brother is back from europe tonight.&lt;br /&gt;here comes my punching bag.&lt;br /&gt;simply great. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1687086725967871680?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1687086725967871680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1687086725967871680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1687086725967871680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1687086725967871680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/noooo.html' title='NOOOO!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8613784438018831965</id><published>2009-06-07T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:39:39.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll feel lucky if im with you everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SivQ-vTyDrI/AAAAAAAAADc/IoybXEV5pLY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090606_24-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SivQ-vTyDrI/AAAAAAAAADc/IoybXEV5pLY/s320/Snapshot_20090606_24-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344595159075131058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u look at the mirror, the reflection is.. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. i'll blog before i sleeps!&lt;br /&gt;nope, im not going to sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna study!&lt;br /&gt;finish reading le.. now is! *drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;notes writing! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically what happened today is just normal.&lt;br /&gt;and im "so proud" of myself not eating lunch&lt;br /&gt;admit it. u woke up, lunch is a stupid maggi porridge.&lt;br /&gt;for me, its stinks now. idk why i like it last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then read read.&lt;br /&gt;until around evening vivian came to be the loan shark :X&lt;br /&gt;then helped me buy dinner..&lt;br /&gt;thanks girl!&lt;br /&gt;i made sure we had the 二人世界le. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, spamming facebook quiz.&lt;br /&gt;pure randomness. just a breather from work.&lt;br /&gt;and the doll quiz. damn freaky la!&lt;br /&gt;i thought chucky was gonna pop out.&lt;br /&gt;if so, i'll scream like hell and admit to the hospital. LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;then no needgo quiz-ing tmr at sch. lala :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today right! eyes still twiched.&lt;br /&gt;but not that jia lat le.&lt;br /&gt;but then. my left start twitching.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;irritating la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time to colour-fied my words in the brain&lt;br /&gt;and burn all the oil in the midnight.&lt;br /&gt;nights all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8613784438018831965?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8613784438018831965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8613784438018831965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8613784438018831965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8613784438018831965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/ill-feel-lucky-if-im-with-you-everyday.html' title='i&apos;ll feel lucky if im with you everyday'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SivQ-vTyDrI/AAAAAAAAADc/IoybXEV5pLY/s72-c/Snapshot_20090606_24-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-5167226733658283222</id><published>2009-06-07T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:56:12.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>begging you mercy</title><content type='html'>wellll. PBL is totally PAWNED finally!&lt;br /&gt;haha! next is the Wricom PBL....&lt;br /&gt;equally bad. haha :X&lt;br /&gt;there goes my hols. lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im struggling between getting birthday presents for this 2 ppl&lt;br /&gt;-one who owes me but im deciding to give that person&lt;br /&gt;-one whom i owe to, and im deciding to give as well.&lt;br /&gt;*laughs* i've totally no idea how much they cost&lt;br /&gt;and i was supposed to be able to get one of them today.&lt;br /&gt;guess what, my taka/KLP(kallang leisure park) trip gone,&lt;br /&gt;so, its a nono for both. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad thing first:&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have been twitching for like 3 days&lt;br /&gt;and what i;ve seen:&lt;br /&gt;-2 accidents i saw, at the same place. (that place is CURSED)&lt;br /&gt;-(but hear la)tears, not from me, duh -.-&lt;br /&gt;-misunderstandings happening&lt;br /&gt;-me getting blue-blacks everywhere&lt;br /&gt;-whats next? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing!:&lt;br /&gt;holidays are coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;cheerrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;and after quiz on monday, it'll be free time! no IT lesson&lt;br /&gt;and oral on wed. soo... how do you pronounce... DRAGONITUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i was feeling so damn bored after sim-ming&lt;br /&gt;so.. i was zilian-ing abit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;got the idea from the evil twin concept. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SiqkI2dLcTI/AAAAAAAAADU/yG6B_qOr6Qc/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SiqkI2dLcTI/AAAAAAAAADU/yG6B_qOr6Qc/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344264379792322866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you just love the retarded spec face? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-5167226733658283222?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5167226733658283222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=5167226733658283222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5167226733658283222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/5167226733658283222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/begging-you-mercy.html' title='begging you mercy'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SiqkI2dLcTI/AAAAAAAAADU/yG6B_qOr6Qc/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3353406873361956128</id><published>2009-06-04T00:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:58:40.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you too much??</title><content type='html'>I am so glad that IT's PBL is finally finished&lt;br /&gt;but im left with student reflection and report&lt;br /&gt;that's tedious work, i'll leave it to tmr :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBL presentation was ok o.o&lt;br /&gt;i was satisfied by my team's presentation(:&lt;br /&gt;except i should've gotten myself calmer&lt;br /&gt;my heart was beating like crazy during presentation&lt;br /&gt;and again with the (i dunno wad i was talking about) sickness.&lt;br /&gt;LOL -&gt; i wonder how i can overcome that.&lt;br /&gt;stage fright. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be attachment!&lt;br /&gt;shall nap after that and continue on the PBL.&lt;br /&gt;compiling work is left for me after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the weekends, im so gonna study&lt;br /&gt;for the quiz and PPCM(i think got)&lt;br /&gt;lastly, the ORAL thingy for STB. aye&lt;br /&gt;after next week.. HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;come come, come to me faster. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother is coming back soon&lt;br /&gt;i wonders what he bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;he said i'll like it. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;but when he comes back.&lt;br /&gt;i wun have peace! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(lemme enjoy first. the peacee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and holidays!&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna GROOM MY ROOM :D&lt;br /&gt;i got the idea in mind.&lt;br /&gt;i want to do alot of things to my room..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, the result will be *thumbs up* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least hitman reborn is interesting now..&lt;br /&gt;the first 40 chapters was ackkk :X&lt;br /&gt;i love lamba! when he's quiet. LOL&lt;br /&gt;the noisy lamba is so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;and the grown up lamba is... ermm. (no comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting efforts for tmr!&lt;br /&gt;chiong ar!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SiarSVA-UKI/AAAAAAAAADM/dJaVLU4xHvg/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090602_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SiarSVA-UKI/AAAAAAAAADM/dJaVLU4xHvg/s320/Snapshot_20090602_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343146339288895650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's me and vivian chan!&lt;br /&gt;slacking and snapping pictures at ourspace yesterday&lt;br /&gt;let's have another 二人世界 someday again! hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3353406873361956128?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3353406873361956128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3353406873361956128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3353406873361956128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3353406873361956128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-you-too-much.html' title='missing you too much??'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SiarSVA-UKI/AAAAAAAAADM/dJaVLU4xHvg/s72-c/Snapshot_20090602_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3492566975399504942</id><published>2009-05-31T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:38:31.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a rose a day, means that i missed you a day</title><content type='html'>curses with the PBL.&lt;br /&gt;so many problems coming up.&lt;br /&gt;i was ALMOST done with the access.&lt;br /&gt;until i accidentally off-ed the program because i was&lt;br /&gt;handling with too much explorers to help me finsih ..&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i close the program without saving&lt;br /&gt;there goes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully for tomorrow's KCC i'll be attending only the language lesson&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;first: i've seen the trailers and watch part of it&lt;br /&gt;second: i wan to do my access, just in case i not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;i wan holidays ):  fast fast fast T_T.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i need to go for a check again, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, again, i witness how another adult could cry&lt;br /&gt;because of the L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;and how a "child" like me can help to console and calm her.&lt;br /&gt;truly it leads me thinking whether i will become like that&lt;br /&gt;in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. ok. i better go bed bed.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. long day.&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAY COUNTDOWN: 14 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i change my blog song again! LOL&lt;br /&gt;ok, im watching a korean drama&lt;br /&gt;cinderella man now.&lt;br /&gt;so im hooked to this song.&lt;br /&gt;you know how korean drama works&lt;br /&gt;the OST can play 5-6 times in an episode! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3492566975399504942?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3492566975399504942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3492566975399504942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3492566975399504942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3492566975399504942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/rose-day-means-that-i-missed-you-day.html' title='a rose a day, means that i missed you a day'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-9148701845959318724</id><published>2009-05-31T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:41:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death. its a word to be hated?</title><content type='html'>well, today is same as every saturday&lt;br /&gt;at least i made myself rested the whole day&lt;br /&gt;as to rewarding myself for working hard for the past week :D&lt;br /&gt;it was really tiring -_-&lt;br /&gt;enough rest, tomorrow shall continue with my PBL&lt;br /&gt;a non-examinable module giving so much trouble.. geez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think today's meal was a little.. TOO scary&lt;br /&gt;ordered pizza, mum still cook. &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely, im getting more emotional nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gotta go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;charge all the energy to complete the LAST work. :D&lt;br /&gt;FIGHTING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: im not trying to be momo (: lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Human life is like a tube of toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;We use it up to the last bit for sure&lt;br /&gt;That's human life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-9148701845959318724?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9148701845959318724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=9148701845959318724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9148701845959318724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9148701845959318724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/death-its-word-to-be-hated.html' title='Death. its a word to be hated?'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1195686384884914256</id><published>2009-05-30T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T02:10:11.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suddenly, the words of the fortune teller came true&lt;br /&gt;i would like to believe he was lying instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;joke la! i feel kind of sad now because of something&lt;br /&gt;and that something is coming true&lt;br /&gt;then i feel like crying after listening a song&lt;br /&gt;held it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she was a baby, i would've held her and pacify her.&lt;br /&gt;calm her down and make sure she gets a good rest&lt;br /&gt;but what if its the other way round?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much pain when she's crying&lt;br /&gt;and that she doesn't know that she is. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1195686384884914256?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1195686384884914256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1195686384884914256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1195686384884914256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1195686384884914256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/wth.html' title='wth.'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6626422446258589448</id><published>2009-05-28T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:56:47.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>im so going to die.&lt;br /&gt;i dislike the weather nowdays so much!&lt;br /&gt;isn't it getting too too hot?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up, feeling as if i never on the fan&lt;br /&gt;and went to childcare for attachment&lt;br /&gt;im insomnia! can't sleep totally.&lt;br /&gt;therefore waking up with a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached the childcare, it slowly turns from a headache to dizziness&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i did get something inside my brain.&lt;br /&gt;i keep hearing myself talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swallowed some blood circulation pills and slept&lt;br /&gt;didn't nap much cause it was too hot.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew my first alarm could wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;been lying in the bed for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid dizziness. now i realise.. excel and access not done.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow need pass up.&lt;br /&gt;if group blog takes long tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;can i even finish them?&lt;br /&gt;geez. im so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6626422446258589448?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6626422446258589448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6626422446258589448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6626422446258589448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6626422446258589448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8990744924123812102</id><published>2009-05-26T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:11:22.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i the kiseki?</title><content type='html'>a fun day, and its tiring too!&lt;br /&gt;reached childcare by 8.30, to go botanic garden with them&lt;br /&gt;help them tie their tags and play with the pre-nursery kids :D&lt;br /&gt;ashton pointed at me and called me car car &gt;.&lt;''&lt;br /&gt;and "pu-pu-pu-pu-pu" can make him laugh. LOL. so adorable :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, we're suppose to observe the children's milestones&lt;br /&gt;it was hard, since they were all indulging their conversation&lt;br /&gt;and i feel that it was rushing for the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;seeing how they can run non-stop,&lt;br /&gt;even after playing and climbing stairs at the tree house.&lt;br /&gt;sweating like as if they were drenched in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;but they were still energetic..&lt;br /&gt;looking at them.. "sigh, im old already. LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from walking the whole morning,&lt;br /&gt;yoga was in the afternoon, quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go home straight ):&lt;br /&gt;and i forgotten about yoga pants..&lt;br /&gt;so i was.. stretching in jeans. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;worst thing is, i have no idea why it seems to be more&lt;br /&gt;determination testing than usual. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i took painkiller. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got pictures taken from the botanic trip.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i can only safe keep for my own.. purpose.&lt;br /&gt;im not a pedo. thanks -_-&lt;br /&gt;well. own reference for FP. sooo. it'll be nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im itching all over as well.&lt;br /&gt;something i came across in jabobs ballas children garden&lt;br /&gt;made me itch the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;just hope these red patches will be gone tmr. :D&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna finish ST, ITA, and FP stuff tmr..&lt;br /&gt;CHIONG AR!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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kiseki?'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-776779393247076583</id><published>2009-05-26T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:05:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daa daa daa</title><content type='html'>somethings seems wrong and not in place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-776779393247076583?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/776779393247076583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=776779393247076583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/776779393247076583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/776779393247076583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/daa-daa-daa.html' title='daa daa daa'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-8373999248770048309</id><published>2009-05-25T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:43:17.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is invisible</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JIEYI :D&lt;br /&gt;stay pretty always~ &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;et's start the post with a normal sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bad blood circulation spoils it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what worsen it was...: another spoilt gadget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nothing wrong with the memory stick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just.. the PSP itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ever gotten so unlucky that, you spent the whole day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;downloading a new game , ended up getting you hook after trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and the next time you play, it shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there are no games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and normally, even when there are no games inside,&lt;br /&gt;the psp itself will put loads from crap there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today, its just THAT sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;things like that just always happen to the almighty trouble-magnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, thats me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;basically, all the sadness are gathered in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(and apart from that, lunch makes me even sadder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dad never fails to buy cai fan that makes me feel like (BLEH) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;skipping the sad thing, i passed vivian the blogshop money le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'll never have to go shopping for months (i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lalala. and i got baby plants from bugis yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;small organic plant, in an transparent capsule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;too bad the colour of my cactus went... very light &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-8373999248770048309?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8373999248770048309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=8373999248770048309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8373999248770048309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/8373999248770048309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-invisible.html' title='love is invisible'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6088869686827573068</id><published>2009-05-22T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:30:00.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid for you</title><content type='html'>and finally. weekends.&lt;br /&gt;can finally sleep later tomorrow, after such an hectic week.&lt;br /&gt;attachments was great yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;suzanne is so cute while eating! and ashton, sleeping with his car car.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, so adorable. HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was having only PPCM, then went back to compass to find my mother&lt;br /&gt;since she wanted to have seafood before checking up&lt;br /&gt;(just in case, her report is bad, and she cant eat anymore)&lt;br /&gt;so we chose.. the almighty SUSHI! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mother i was going to write an essay on what happened.&lt;br /&gt;but, guess not. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;its was so embarassing and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;we just ordered what we ate everytime, with one more dish&lt;br /&gt;the unagi. you know on the menu, they have like 3 pairs of small pieces&lt;br /&gt;and guess what when i ordered?&lt;br /&gt;the whole piece of unagi spread on the table......&lt;br /&gt;its like, so HUGE and DISGUSTING just my LOOKING and SMELLING it.&lt;br /&gt;i swear that time, it tasted bad.&lt;br /&gt;i swear... im not going to eat anymore unagi for a long while T.T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went back to nap.&lt;br /&gt;zzz. nice sleep :D. though only for 1 hour, i was satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling so blur when i was in compass. everything i said and do&lt;br /&gt;was not going right. like a corpse walking, or someone sleep-walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised that when my mother woke me the first time&lt;br /&gt;i was awake.. normally, i'll just ignore the noise and continues. haha!&lt;br /&gt;and prepared for ice skating and went out for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ice-skating was ... SUCCESSFUL!&lt;br /&gt;at least i improved my falling rate from 10++ to 3!&lt;br /&gt;and.. another big incident when i was afraid of bumping someone&lt;br /&gt;and fall backwards.. but i was lying forward when all the ruckus was over.&lt;br /&gt;how did someone lie forward, when i fell backwards? i guess i just FLIPPED.&lt;br /&gt;i heard there was someone who jumped over me too. dang-_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i learnt to skate at an appropriate pace&lt;br /&gt;2)i managed to turn to the direction i want!&lt;br /&gt;3) i learnt T-break. (tea-break. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee. haha :D okok. gotta shower and slack and supper.&lt;br /&gt;no more tea breaks. LOL. nights all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s the pictures for the unagi.. i'll post later. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chocolate a day, keeps the frowning away (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6088869686827573068?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6088869686827573068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6088869686827573068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6088869686827573068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6088869686827573068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid-for-you.html' title='stupid for you'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-9186196043197644811</id><published>2009-05-18T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:27:14.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blow wind blow</title><content type='html'>guess what wind is blowing me to blog today?&lt;br /&gt;haha. i guess i managed to vent out my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;its normal for me to be stress, but abnormal to be THAT stress.&lt;br /&gt;seriously. try to understand me and be in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;i can't be the one who's always be the nice and goody one.&lt;br /&gt;compromising all the decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rushed like an insane woman during the 3 hour break to finish the newsletter&lt;br /&gt;i neglected lunch(not really, i had hotdog bun only)&lt;br /&gt;and i still feel like throwing out, even there's nothing in me.&lt;br /&gt;well. bad night, so bad health. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a gorilla or so during IT lessons.&lt;br /&gt;(i want to hit my chest and go ohhh eee ohhh eee ohhh!)&lt;br /&gt;i feel so damn frustrated by MS access.&lt;br /&gt;people who are good in them, please help me. haha :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave up and will do on access.&lt;br /&gt;people who are reading this. dun complain when work comes tough&lt;br /&gt;after i take MY CHOICE ok.&lt;br /&gt;its kinda forced also.&lt;br /&gt;p.s: if you dun understand this part, just ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to 7-11 after i reached sengkang&lt;br /&gt;bought ferrero rondrior, which maybe able to help me release myself&lt;br /&gt;in the end, confiding my mother was what i felt like doing.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for being a bad girl to make you worry,&lt;br /&gt;yet, thanks for listening to me.&lt;br /&gt;i think her presence is the only thing that can make me show my true feeling.&lt;br /&gt;i vented out my frustrations, my anger, my grievance&lt;br /&gt;with something i hate doing.&lt;br /&gt;because i'll feel like a spoilt kid if i do that.&lt;br /&gt;at least, i feel i grew up a little.&lt;br /&gt;just because i dun whine with it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope, i can really sit down and settle what i want to.&lt;br /&gt;just hope nothing will goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;since fate,chance,luck has failed to give me the 10/10 i wanted,&lt;br /&gt;i hope at least 9/10 will be with me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yoga lessons, that i can stretch myself&lt;br /&gt;and kill all the dead cells in my brain to relax&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, WRICOM wouldnt murder me first.&lt;br /&gt;bye all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I NEED A BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s to people who tagged me! i saw them!&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno what to reply. hehe :X&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not replying! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-9186196043197644811?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9186196043197644811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=9186196043197644811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9186196043197644811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9186196043197644811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-wind-blow.html' title='blow wind blow'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-4214917157462258643</id><published>2009-05-17T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:17:01.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im dying oh oh oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEWARE: ferocious lemon alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so screwed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;and feel so damn irritated when i can't make myself do work&lt;br /&gt;when i finally get motivated to do something&lt;br /&gt;in the mid of it, i suddenly mind blank and forget what i must do&lt;br /&gt;so after that spending like hours just to click and click for nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do work seriously la.&lt;br /&gt;and people keep asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;please la. listen to classes and ME. so i can save the time and trouble man.&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel if someone keep asking you the same question?&lt;br /&gt;and.. even if THIS PERSON HERE DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING&lt;br /&gt;i still try to find out right? TRIAL AND ERROR PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;i don't have a hallucination or a DEITY to answer my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i hate letting people know my blog URL.&lt;br /&gt;things you wanna say you cant say.&lt;br /&gt;since im being the NICE LADY to stop myself from being TWO-FACED.&lt;br /&gt;i think i should stop putting my butt and nose into business and let people&lt;br /&gt;do the TEDIOUS JOBS and get ugly red marks on my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. im done gathering information on the newsletter.&lt;br /&gt;now left with combining my info and joy's info and put it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;500 words essay, i think it'll be ok for me.&lt;br /&gt;since, im a "rapper" with a "C".&lt;br /&gt;lastly PBL. i hope my inner self won't jump out and bite people tmr&lt;br /&gt;im feeling so so tired yet i don't dare to sleep&lt;br /&gt;for people who know me, you'll know that i do what im told&lt;br /&gt;and i FINISHES my homework cuz im afraid of the TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;thats why, i just have the feeling i haven't finish something&lt;br /&gt;well well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i think my stress level just went up to the red zone. ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog i think it wouldnt be that active until i finish the assignments&lt;br /&gt;this is the crucial week. since next week is e-learning week&lt;br /&gt;dunnid to go school.&lt;br /&gt;but it means, OPEN YOUR EARS AND TAKEOUT A NOTEBOOK&lt;br /&gt;to write down whatever is needed to look out for so ppl will stop asking&lt;br /&gt;stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more month to holidays. damn. i need them badly now.&lt;br /&gt;lols. and i freaking need to study cuz exam week is coming.&lt;br /&gt;how can someone miss that much because of a stupid illness.&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;for this instant. i want to be a magician. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;disappearing acts are my favourite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-4214917157462258643?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4214917157462258643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=4214917157462258643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4214917157462258643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4214917157462258643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-dying-oh-oh-oh.html' title='im dying oh oh oh!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-9128951773622354965</id><published>2009-05-10T21:14:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:33:31.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbWaJT9scI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9aEiWTLxXxs/s1600-h/DSC03800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbWaJT9scI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9aEiWTLxXxs/s320/DSC03800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334186553331528130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbWiJ2sVQI/AAAAAAAAADE/LJkAyDH99PA/s1600-h/DSC03803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbWiJ2sVQI/AAAAAAAAADE/LJkAyDH99PA/s320/DSC03803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334186690916144386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY (thats what i learnt from the childcare. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;pictures speaks itself.. with a little help of comments...&lt;br /&gt;let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbTcnDQJJI/AAAAAAAAABM/wFey8wYkcvg/s1600-h/DSC03789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbTcnDQJJI/AAAAAAAAABM/wFey8wYkcvg/s320/DSC03789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334183297139352722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menu at tao's restaurant (POMO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbTmkEGc3I/AAAAAAAAABU/PsHjhVyuG90/s1600-h/DSC03790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbTmkEGc3I/AAAAAAAAABU/PsHjhVyuG90/s320/DSC03790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334183468136297330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the table! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbTt8ySgcI/AAAAAAAAABc/z5W8CFuCcUA/s1600-h/DSC03791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbTt8ySgcI/AAAAAAAAABc/z5W8CFuCcUA/s320/DSC03791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334183595031560642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played diner dash? when customer not happy, u serve&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; special drinks&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbUStAxcQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uE5gcW4iumU/s1600-h/DSC03793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbUStAxcQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uE5gcW4iumU/s320/DSC03793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184226452500738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbUOFM9fII/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ht0HGvUBIF0/s1600-h/DSC03792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbUOFM9fII/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ht0HGvUBIF0/s320/DSC03792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184147046726786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st dish = appetizers - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;prawnroll and pork floss(left)&lt;/span&gt;, fruits salad(right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbUWnCIqBI/AAAAAAAAACE/XkPKT-xezbc/s1600-h/DSC03794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbUWnCIqBI/AAAAAAAAACE/XkPKT-xezbc/s320/DSC03794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184293567080466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dish = soup - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sharkfin melon herbal soup.&lt;/span&gt; (highly recommended :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd dish = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mushroom sauteed&lt;/span&gt; (not taken:X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbU2gZ5VzI/AAAAAAAAACM/bGXhTnpTy0g/s1600-h/DSC03795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbU2gZ5VzI/AAAAAAAAACM/bGXhTnpTy0g/s200/DSC03795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184841543505714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbU7L0K8mI/AAAAAAAAACU/31JGzT7F7n4/s1600-h/DSC03796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbU7L0K8mI/AAAAAAAAACU/31JGzT7F7n4/s200/DSC03796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184921915912802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbU_pyBt4I/AAAAAAAAACc/r2uht203ySQ/s1600-h/DSC03797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbU_pyBt4I/AAAAAAAAACc/r2uht203ySQ/s200/DSC03797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334184998679459714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th dish = main entree - tao's chicken(left) , grilled lamb blah blah(middle), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grilled snapper with japanese sauce (right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbVv1tCOvI/AAAAAAAAACk/3AJks_ip31I/s1600-h/DSC03798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbVv1tCOvI/AAAAAAAAACk/3AJks_ip31I/s200/DSC03798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334185826513468146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbVz1j4eoI/AAAAAAAAACs/PNXUneZefWo/s1600-h/DSC03799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbVz1j4eoI/AAAAAAAAACs/PNXUneZefWo/s200/DSC03799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334185895194557058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th dish = dessert - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chocolate fondue(left)&lt;/span&gt; , poached pear(right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th dish = drinks - rosemarry apple tea(sweet), summer peach tea(sour), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grape mallow's tea(just nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those highlighted in red are what i ate. lala&lt;br /&gt;3 person, good services, good food. less than $100. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;is that expensive? :X (not i pay anyway, my brother used his "money" to pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. sad. tmr have classes. going off now. nights all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;/span&gt; again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-9128951773622354965?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9128951773622354965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=9128951773622354965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9128951773622354965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/9128951773622354965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SgbWaJT9scI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9aEiWTLxXxs/s72-c/DSC03800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6341924653501019619</id><published>2009-05-09T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:11:35.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!</title><content type='html'>ok. panic panic.&lt;br /&gt;for not blogging since awhile, i actually almost forgot about my blog pwd&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i think i've been too tired out to blog&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a pregnant woman who gave birth&lt;br /&gt;and have been having something for a whole month.&lt;br /&gt;i think its better to check it with a doctor &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let's recall thursday, when i had my attachments&lt;br /&gt;seriously, when i just reached there, the first thing i wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;was to scream and hug the kids. guess not. haha!&lt;br /&gt;had a tour around the childcare and proceed to taking care of them&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing was, i was wearing white. and we had a/c..&lt;br /&gt;red paint! on my pants and top. sad case. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i was like, ok ok , no cry :D can wash off de. (i mean, i said to the kid)&lt;br /&gt;well, i couldnt wash it off after i get home.&lt;br /&gt;my lecturer joked about having me to dye my whole pants red -_-.&lt;br /&gt;haha. funny =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, there was another amanda in the K2 class&lt;br /&gt;kids are so easily entertained.&lt;br /&gt;the whole "joke" about having two amandas,&lt;br /&gt;the kid and me, lasted the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;i think it was kinda awkward for the xiao-amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and.. ASHTON IS SO ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;after we had cooking lesson, i followed ashton to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;to wash his hands.&lt;br /&gt;he cannot reach for the tap, so have to help him. haha&lt;br /&gt;then we ran back to the cooking table.. and i get to carry him off!&lt;br /&gt;awws :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday!&lt;br /&gt;ice skating. fun and terrible&lt;br /&gt;a beginner who fell over ten times since the ice wasnt resurface&lt;br /&gt;and those seniors, who created tons of ice shavings on the ground&lt;br /&gt;the ice melted, causing it to be.. WET.&lt;br /&gt;when i finally leaving.. they resurface the ice. sheesh =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i was badly injured from it.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, EVEN WHEN i hadnt reach the ice rink, i fell -.-&lt;br /&gt;because of the steps.. i didnt notice..&lt;br /&gt;from the third row, i stepped onto the second one..&lt;br /&gt;so.. i got a scratched on the small thigh, and a swollen big thigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. at first, it was due to a lose shoe, since it wasnt tight&lt;br /&gt;i fell because of that. and.. being a beginner, without a female senior is hard&lt;br /&gt;the male senior will not really help you much. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. and a friend of mine who called me to chase up&lt;br /&gt;i hurt my left wrist because of the fell. the speed.&lt;br /&gt;and actually, the wrist hurts because of muscle ache&lt;br /&gt;my VEINS were the ones that went swollen.&lt;br /&gt;now it look like pig's leg -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from yesterday till today&lt;br /&gt;i keep sleeping. i wasted so much time&lt;br /&gt;to.. SLEEP. lols &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and PEOPLE, its mother's day today!&lt;br /&gt;comeon, celebrate with your mum!&lt;br /&gt;do a card! give her a treat!&lt;br /&gt;a present? or simply a hug!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, guess what.. i learn that frmo the computer lesson at the childcare.&lt;br /&gt;muaha :X okok. im giving my mum a treat at tao's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;check the later blog. i think i'll capture some pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;nights all &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i change my hairstyle..&lt;br /&gt;i cut a slant bangs.. and my mum says i look like a jap girl.&lt;br /&gt;is tat a good thing or a bad thing? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6341924653501019619?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6341924653501019619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6341924653501019619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6341924653501019619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6341924653501019619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-back.html' title='im back!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2126311527551401690</id><published>2009-05-03T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:17:07.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday daniel~!</title><content type='html'>since im online, might as well blog, lols!&lt;br /&gt;well today woke up at 11.30 in a shock&lt;br /&gt;since i wanted to leave home at 11.30 actually. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went out at about 12 to get asyraf and daniel's birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;then about 1 mrt to jurong. whoa. 1hour journey.. then reached at 2&lt;br /&gt;met daniel at popular at the interchange to get his "board game"&lt;br /&gt;but in the end got uno stacko. and california girls~ HAHAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i passed the bouquet to daniel on the bus. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;that flowers, made me so embarass in the mrt. SEE LA DANIEL! . :X&lt;br /&gt;aye. then me first one reach his house. at 2++ i think&lt;br /&gt;bony (?) was cute :D and EHH. im not molesting it la! lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then eiv came next, asyraf, then jing teck&lt;br /&gt;ate abit first then jieyi came. dexter came last o.o.&lt;br /&gt;play around~ and lipstick on my face as forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;eee. lucky the facial wash can remove like the colour.&lt;br /&gt;but my face itches because of that. HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went IMM since eiv want cut hair, dexter shun bian collect specs&lt;br /&gt;then were slacking around at sky garden...&lt;br /&gt;went back to dan's house to cut cake and watch X-men&lt;br /&gt;damn.. i ewant watch finish! LOL. nvm.. i left at 8.40?&lt;br /&gt;thank you eiv for bringing me to the bus stop. ghahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep sitting at the wrong side of the bus..&lt;br /&gt;cannot see thomson plaza then alight.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i rmb the row of houses.. then sat 163 back.&lt;br /&gt;when reach home was like. 10++ O_O.&lt;br /&gt;showered and preparing to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;tmr still got lesson &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall eat supper and then sleep, night all :D&lt;br /&gt;and and happy birthday daniel! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2126311527551401690?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2126311527551401690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2126311527551401690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2126311527551401690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2126311527551401690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-daniel.html' title='happy birthday daniel~!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3383431739348542705</id><published>2009-04-30T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:56:33.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>stupid internet. when i need you, you just have to breakdown. -_-.&lt;br /&gt;and you signed in yourself when i was watching the television&lt;br /&gt;and missed something important.. internet, YOU GOOD. ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. today no lessons, since is attachment day.&lt;br /&gt;well, there'll be attachment next week, cant wait. whee~&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go back to school at 6 today for a briefing&lt;br /&gt;my mood just went so damn bad suddenly&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt feeling that good.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, after the briefing i was supposed to go for ice skating trial. sad cannot go.&lt;br /&gt;my head still hurts when i bend down.&lt;br /&gt;the blood rush to the head, and it hurts(?). aye -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, theres a reason to my bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;many many mistakes that i realised i made&lt;br /&gt;many many regrets.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for making them,&lt;br /&gt;i hate it even more when i fail to realise them.&lt;br /&gt;see the big word there?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stared at that particular thing for so long..&lt;br /&gt;i had to keep myself under a cold shower for a long time just to cool myself down&lt;br /&gt;despite of my ongoing flu.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, im still thinking over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i can really do nothing&lt;br /&gt;the only method i had to resort is something i dislike to do, but too bad&lt;br /&gt;and the other mistake that led to this, dates back to january.&lt;br /&gt;the sentence that i wanted to say so much here,&lt;br /&gt;or anywhere people can see, i refused to. nyah nyah nyah nyah.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really felt like crying it out today&lt;br /&gt;but tears cant really solve the problem&lt;br /&gt;and especially when i wanted to, i couldnt do it since i didnt want&lt;br /&gt;a particular one at home to worry over it.&lt;br /&gt;and now, tears are filling up my whole body&lt;br /&gt;and i cant release it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i'll be fine after a sleep&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. i feel so lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those lessons i missed for the past two days&lt;br /&gt;i felt that i couldnt catch up much.&lt;br /&gt;partly it was because, i probably was the only few who actually listens in class.&lt;br /&gt;sitting at the back, you witness everything&lt;br /&gt;and there was so much distractions over at the back.&lt;br /&gt;and once again, over another incident that happened&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a god again.&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnt understand why i was the only one who was able to answer to all queries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh. somebody said i was crazy for studying in library...&lt;br /&gt;but that was because, i reached school too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKING EARLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, that was only for once. since yesterday i was too busy settling some people's work&lt;br /&gt;when they just don't answer their calls from the school. simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like staying in the library and catch up the IT and john santrock.&lt;br /&gt;with finishing up the research work for 5/6 years old ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, for some reason, i got a new nickname.&lt;br /&gt;panda. -_-. when everyone looks like panda to me, i was called one.&lt;br /&gt;great. im the HMS mascot huh .. that makes me the god. lol.&lt;br /&gt;(and please, sense my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SARCASM&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i think i'll head to bed now. nights~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3383431739348542705?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3383431739348542705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3383431739348542705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3383431739348542705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3383431739348542705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7522614932350912478</id><published>2009-04-26T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:47:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why lost</title><content type='html'>i hadnt been answering calls, smsing or replying much to ppl's msn&lt;br /&gt;becuz of the stupid sickness i have.&lt;br /&gt;fever,flu, cough, sore throat and stomachache. LOL&lt;br /&gt;seriously, doesnt it sounds too drama? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually friday, i was having a dry cough&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was because of the dust on the clothes i tried&lt;br /&gt;well.. it was a symptom telling me that, hey! its time to get sick!&lt;br /&gt;i felt a little sad because despite complaining the itch on the throat&lt;br /&gt;to my mum, she did nothing la.&lt;br /&gt;well, she did said she rather see me as a healthy person&lt;br /&gt;then a weakly being. LOL. denial only :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fever starts coming and i had been feeding on synflex not knowing&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt the fever medicine.&lt;br /&gt;and worst of all, i was allergic to synflex. LOL&lt;br /&gt;so from 1 pill, i increased my pills to 4? about there. lols&lt;br /&gt;cough, (synflex), flu and stomach.&lt;br /&gt;cant do anything about the scratchy throat. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this afternoon i was wondering how come my fever not going down&lt;br /&gt;and desperately trying to get myself warm and hot&lt;br /&gt;until i finally broke a sweat! :D&lt;br /&gt;then my mother woke me up and told me off for eating the wrong medicine&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why... but i wasnt feeling good this morning..&lt;br /&gt;my lower body to my legs were numb that i couldnt walk properly.&lt;br /&gt;then i stepped on the ants insecticides.. then she scolded me..&lt;br /&gt;"how come u all like leg no feeling de ar? !@#$@$%"&lt;br /&gt;ehh. u were right. my leg no feeling. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was having breakfast, biscuit and tea..&lt;br /&gt;similarly, my hands no strength.. so i spilled the tea.&lt;br /&gt;"eat biscuit, crumps of table, drink tea oso can spill.. @#$#$^#"&lt;br /&gt;aye. ur daughter not feeling well, save the reprimands -_-&lt;br /&gt;then scolded for the medicine later on. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. surprisingly, seed of chucky weren't too scary for me.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to watch the show, and napped from 9.15 to 10.&lt;br /&gt;but the medicine was going. (stupid synflex actually)&lt;br /&gt;so i slept at 10.15. then woke up at 11 cuz the phlegm of choking me&lt;br /&gt;went to pee, then saw chucky on tv. i wasnt scared!&lt;br /&gt;as eiv said.. i cheated. LOL i wasnt wearing specs after all :P&lt;br /&gt;and i thought the child of chucky was cute! :X&lt;br /&gt;and te bride was like a blythe.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was too sick to care about what scares me the most.&lt;br /&gt;i felt like on the verge of dying. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo. i feel better, i wonder how im going to survive tmr.&lt;br /&gt;from 7am to 8.30pm. im going to stay in school until that late&lt;br /&gt;i'll be like half-dead by then. LOL &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my assignment for the 5/6 year old kids research still havent do.&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- works are piling up! roar! :X&lt;br /&gt;i think i better go sleep le. lols&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh! tmr still have to see samantha choo T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata ppl :D and.... not forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASYRAF :D !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7522614932350912478?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7522614932350912478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7522614932350912478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7522614932350912478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7522614932350912478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-lost.html' title='why lost'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7100661843195019416</id><published>2009-04-24T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:00:13.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week passes. 2 days of silence</title><content type='html'>well! as usual, the early morning...&lt;br /&gt;then reach there at 8.08. today dunno why so early. LOL&lt;br /&gt;then went to outside the room to wait.. saw firdaus.&lt;br /&gt;i was like. whoa. the early ppl yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cheating in powerpoint was impressive to alot of ppl. LOL&lt;br /&gt;obviously they didnt thought of that way..&lt;br /&gt;i guess my slides are harder to summarize.. lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, classroom management was fun..&lt;br /&gt;we played with the mini drums and acted like the baracudas. LOL&lt;br /&gt;jokeee. some reflection then go home liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to joy so much for the first time while going home&lt;br /&gt;then reached hougang mall to get my injection.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get it tmr cuz i thought the whole project meet up&lt;br /&gt;will end late.. but only shimin hadnt added the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;so we were fast =E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad happened.. i think it was due to the curry puff&lt;br /&gt;and the dust on the shirts.. while i was trying them before the &lt;br /&gt;clinic had their lunch break..&lt;br /&gt;i got a dry cough. sad sad. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the injection was ok today..&lt;br /&gt;no tears. nothing. LOL. just frown :x&lt;br /&gt;he pinched my flesh and poke the needle today!&lt;br /&gt;which hurts lesser! he he should have did that 1 month ago.&lt;br /&gt;one more needle to go.. at september. &lt;br /&gt;i guess when the last one comes. i get immune to it le. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and watched identity..&lt;br /&gt;then had a nap from 4 plus.&lt;br /&gt;was reluctant to wake up cuz i dreamt of school. LOL&lt;br /&gt;bababa. :X then 8+ wake up and made instant porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a bit of slight fever going on and the stupid cough.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i finished the white swan and the moon.&lt;br /&gt;OI DANIEL. STOP LAUGHING! LOL. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokies. i cant meet vivian and shimin and gena tmr&lt;br /&gt;saturaday is my ah ma house day.&lt;br /&gt;next time k? bye all :D &lt;br /&gt;nightss~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shit. i cant shower with hot water. SAD -_-. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7100661843195019416?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7100661843195019416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7100661843195019416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7100661843195019416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7100661843195019416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-week-passes-2-days-of-silence.html' title='one week passes. 2 days of silence'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-6988200066746472490</id><published>2009-04-22T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:50:25.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>third day of the poly life!</title><content type='html'>i wonder anybody is experiencing crazy howling wind this moment&lt;br /&gt;my neighbours flowerpots are toppled. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye anyway! today woke up at same timing&lt;br /&gt;had lesson at 10 but reached school at 8. LOL&lt;br /&gt;so went to the library and study alone&lt;br /&gt;damn shiok seh. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had speech training at the start,&lt;br /&gt;it was quite fun, and it'll definitely be able to train my confidence in speaking up&lt;br /&gt;i kinda dislike it when 25 pairs of eyes are staring at you...&lt;br /&gt;when you speak. and its like. &lt;br /&gt;(heart *thump thump*) &lt;br /&gt;LOL. ok.. so i have a new program for recording which is super good. LOL&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that the break was super short &lt;br /&gt;1 hour isnt enough to find a decent place to eat&lt;br /&gt;but luckily the next venue was near. &lt;br /&gt;had IT lesson. ok.. boring! &lt;br /&gt;everything in the notes were like summarized from index&lt;br /&gt;like. super slacked work from the lecturer. &lt;br /&gt;she give me the bo chap look. LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group work assignment to be handed up on friday&lt;br /&gt;i guess i will do the slides later (3 only ma! but summarized from like 20 slides!)&lt;br /&gt;then do the animations tomorrow, hopefully today&lt;br /&gt;assignment leh! cannot anyhow :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachments on week 3!&lt;br /&gt;but alot more to do. haha. FIGHTING! :)&lt;br /&gt;yawn yawn. nap for like 1hr + then wake up and had dinner&lt;br /&gt;i feel lazy settling dinner after classes.&lt;br /&gt;its like. the bags are crazily heavy&lt;br /&gt;just the laptop is enough to injure my shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;i think im getting IMMUNE to the pain -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be super sad since week 3 then got attachments&lt;br /&gt;no classes, but need to cheer for the Dance4FUND&lt;br /&gt;aye. i wonder why is it compulsory for our class to go.&lt;br /&gt;actually only needed 20 ppl. but 4 are dancers so the others &lt;br /&gt;have to go and cheer. if i can choose... i rather not go&lt;br /&gt;aye. T-05 are super enthu ppl! so no rebellions please! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i'll go do my work le.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why only IT got so many work -.-&lt;br /&gt;aye. over weekends need to do SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;and the research for child's PIES. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well nights all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-6988200066746472490?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6988200066746472490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=6988200066746472490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6988200066746472490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/6988200066746472490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/third-day-of-poly-life.html' title='third day of the poly life!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-7029186291377480446</id><published>2009-04-21T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:45:46.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second day of school!</title><content type='html'>WOW. i feel so proud of myself for doing the assignment&lt;br /&gt;when i heard many were stuck in the middle. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i feel so  tired from doing it too.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;never underestimate the wonders of powerpoint&lt;br /&gt;thats will be the lesson learnt.. during the work process:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. today was as usual, eunos mrt..&lt;br /&gt;but it was packed like siao &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone crushed me like roti prata. lols&lt;br /&gt;tahan until outram park station then was more empty&lt;br /&gt;i missed 3 opportunities to grab a seat. lols&lt;br /&gt;and my shoulder blades were hurtinglike never before.&lt;br /&gt;stupid bag &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach school and slowly walked to makan place&lt;br /&gt;sat at the chair there waiting until the time comes&lt;br /&gt;well... actually was supposed to meet my classmates at 8.40&lt;br /&gt;but.. i really don't recognised them after the first day. so never join.&lt;br /&gt;after that went up to the class with shimin and joy&lt;br /&gt;then went to the lecture room for written communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i really am afraid of.. ESSAYS&lt;br /&gt;*faints* lols &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. but first lesson still quite fun&lt;br /&gt;i know, the scary things will start coming next week.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;lucky written communication one week 2 hour only :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the name game, we knew everyone basically&lt;br /&gt;call me the unlucky one for being the last one&lt;br /&gt;i memorised everyone's name. LOL&lt;br /&gt;so went to tutorial.. and today..&lt;br /&gt;we played children's game. LOL&lt;br /&gt;from paper ball, 5 stones, rubber bands, top&lt;br /&gt;you name it, we played it :D&lt;br /&gt;then analyzing about the toys,and recommendations to be made&lt;br /&gt;talking about that. i better type the info down when i have time.&lt;br /&gt;and print! (of course O.O)&lt;br /&gt;hurrays to next week no tutorialfor tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;but group work.. (dang dang dang!)&lt;br /&gt;aye. just enjoy can le :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was glad that my class all enthu people&lt;br /&gt;all went to collect T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;all went to eat together...&lt;br /&gt;all went to cca fiesta..&lt;br /&gt;all went to the sports briefing.&lt;br /&gt;i chose yoga for sports and wellness. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most amazing thing is..&lt;br /&gt;the instructor in charge of yoga.&lt;br /&gt;is SO COINCIDENTALLY.. my P6 tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;LOL &gt;.&lt;. from english and science teacher&lt;br /&gt;becomes yoga? o.o...&lt;br /&gt;then everyone was like so shock&lt;br /&gt;"huh? a male for yoga"&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. he will be the ONLY male in the class. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for software installation after that.&lt;br /&gt;then the uncle again.. like going to scold me like that.&lt;br /&gt;so hilarious. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;he let me off, and asked me to joined the queue&lt;br /&gt;if only vacancies were available, i would have..&lt;br /&gt;gone after 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;so wait like 30 min...&lt;br /&gt;install for 1 hour +.&lt;br /&gt;the lady uninstalled my mcafee and office&lt;br /&gt;and re-install to confirm i got everything&lt;br /&gt;so.. my laptop is good as new? lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner then did the powerpoint. waha&lt;br /&gt;ppl are still struggling while i sleep!&lt;br /&gt;enjoy! HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;ok gotta go. nights!&lt;br /&gt;tmr still nid go early even if class starts at 10&lt;br /&gt;go school read textbook luh :(&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one have read them.. &lt;br /&gt;then tmr group work. DIE lor -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. nights all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-7029186291377480446?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7029186291377480446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=7029186291377480446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7029186291377480446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/7029186291377480446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/second-day-of-school.html' title='second day of school!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-1900355801448551166</id><published>2009-04-20T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:10:10.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of poly</title><content type='html'>a new chapter unfolds*&lt;br /&gt;today was the first day of poly.&lt;br /&gt;well for people who happens to live near the school&lt;br /&gt;they can sleep late. for the unlucky people like me&lt;br /&gt;HAH! just like secondary school life. too bad :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so due to THAT stupid reason&lt;br /&gt;my dad was sending me to school as usual&lt;br /&gt;hey hey! its not lucky or wad.&lt;br /&gt;its not to my school, its to eunos mrt only&lt;br /&gt;well. sad case. i really hope to bus there instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, the car sickness was super bad for me&lt;br /&gt;then at the platform, i was waiting for the train&lt;br /&gt;came le, wanted to go in. guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;some foreign indian workers chiong in and occupied &lt;br /&gt;a whole lot of space and time. &lt;br /&gt;and were adjusting their bags and stuff&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to go in, the door was like closing&lt;br /&gt;they still gave me that LOOK. like " why dun wan come in?"&lt;br /&gt;HELLO. u wan me die before i get to school? HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so took the next train instead.&lt;br /&gt;even on mrt, i feel so bad, i could throw up.&lt;br /&gt;and the laptop was so heavy, no seats was available anyway..&lt;br /&gt;until outram i sat down. &lt;br /&gt;so trained until clementi then bus-ed to NP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for barry and people at the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;until like nearly 9 O.o&lt;br /&gt;then i went to lecture theatre.&lt;br /&gt;guess wad! i saw SI JIA. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;she was like sitting beside me! so COINCIDENT! :D&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh! sorry :X i just love her too much. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the introduction to the course was ok la&lt;br /&gt;at least i could listen to it :D&lt;br /&gt;and copying notes.. i like! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;just kind of like normal miss krishnan type of class&lt;br /&gt;during remedials... copying~ hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, then during the breaks&lt;br /&gt;we went for the cca fiesta. walk walk round&lt;br /&gt;im tempted to join NRA hiphop. but i saw something..&lt;br /&gt;AUDITION. LOL. no way man.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to korean cultural club. &lt;br /&gt;and they were cutting the red F4 card. LOL&lt;br /&gt;ok. anyway. i went to support fiona.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mind, to get thrown in cheerleading. LOL&lt;br /&gt;and dance sports. which is like international dance&lt;br /&gt;ok la:D i like. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to makan place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;like koufu luh. then everyone went off&lt;br /&gt;fly my kite! hoi! lols&lt;br /&gt;went to join JOY at the library then walk to block 53&lt;br /&gt;for the IT lesson.&lt;br /&gt;the place was hard to find itself&lt;br /&gt;especially it was kind of hard to find in NP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess wad we learn? window vista, powerpoint..&lt;br /&gt;still got homework. lols .... aye.&lt;br /&gt;then after that went for software updates&lt;br /&gt;since i wasnt able to use the wireless throughout the whole lesson&lt;br /&gt;so.. i went there, and there wasnt any "spaces" for HMS students&lt;br /&gt;so gotta go tmr.&lt;br /&gt;sports &amp; wellness t-shirt were unable to be claim...&lt;br /&gt;and the prestige card ran out. &lt;br /&gt;so that means, its the same old thing tmr. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, im tired/ lazy to do the powerpoint thing&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why i seemed like the god..&lt;br /&gt;everyone keep asking me how to do.. &lt;br /&gt;what to do...&lt;br /&gt;need to bring anot..&lt;br /&gt;AYE. i dunno la :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, gotta charge everything!&lt;br /&gt;then check mel&lt;br /&gt;then pack pack&lt;br /&gt;then sleep. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;i need energy badly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-1900355801448551166?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1900355801448551166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=1900355801448551166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1900355801448551166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/1900355801448551166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day-of-poly.html' title='first day of poly'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-372921182884093318</id><published>2009-04-19T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:57:05.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiding inside the sheep skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SeoGSPGEvdI/AAAAAAAAABE/HGzPfNoArQI/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-6b5d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SeoGSPGEvdI/AAAAAAAAABE/HGzPfNoArQI/s320/PhotoFunia-6b5d3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326076419678453202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;new fb pic! i love playing with the effects &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats up peeps! haha&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that spongebob squarepants &lt;br /&gt;had such a huge impact on me!&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of it, and the look of the time&lt;br /&gt;i sprang up from the bed and ran to the tv and watched&lt;br /&gt;waha! during the commercial then brush teeth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pizza hut delivery for lunch&lt;br /&gt;reason: no one actually are hardworking enough&lt;br /&gt;to get out of the house and buy lunch..&lt;br /&gt;if i were to count, i didnt talk over 50 sentence today&lt;br /&gt;i didnt talked much the whole day. and i regretted -&lt;br /&gt;for not being the person to order the delivery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i hate pineapples on pizza. LOL im not a pineapple lover :X&lt;br /&gt;2) mayo kills my stomach &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) seafood supreme is a scam for pizza hut. chicken supreme is better :D&lt;br /&gt;4) capsicum on pizza won't leave its smell on the pizza. LOL&lt;br /&gt;   thats why chicken is better!&lt;br /&gt;5) i hate the new crust that according to the other two person who liked the crust&lt;br /&gt;   it tasted like biscuit to them. nahh. it doesnt taste like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being females are sad because when THAT comes,&lt;br /&gt;you will get mood swings easily&lt;br /&gt;especially for me, im a professional swinger&lt;br /&gt;my brother actually black face-d a couple of times&lt;br /&gt;because i was MOST OF THE TIME ignoring him today&lt;br /&gt;sorry uh. no mood. thats all :X&lt;br /&gt;the cramps just killed lots of my cells already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read Sket Dance today.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, its quite nice. hehe&lt;br /&gt;occasionally, it had its funny part. &lt;3~&lt;br /&gt;had to bathe, then went out to grandma house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, while buying some snacks at ESSO&lt;br /&gt;the cashier lady asked me whether i had pumped my car fuel&lt;br /&gt;umm excuse me? im that old? &lt;br /&gt;and.. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AUNTY&lt;/span&gt; this is the second time le HOR!&lt;br /&gt;jeez &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time today&lt;br /&gt;i ate faster than my father during dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;and i started later than him. LOL&lt;br /&gt;i guessed lunch didnt do its job to fill my hunger&lt;br /&gt;was feeling so tired and fell asleep while watching "love"&lt;br /&gt;but i knew, what was showing, since its half consciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally cut my toe nail, which i dislike doing that..&lt;br /&gt;when it grows later, it'll poke my flesh which makes it&lt;br /&gt;hard and difficult for me to walk. ahh.. must cut, so tahan ba&lt;br /&gt;for somer reason, i buffed my finger and toe nail until it looks super healthy&lt;br /&gt;and.. i buffed my mom's. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;i had no idea why i did that. lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;i need to adjust myself to an early sleeping slot&lt;br /&gt;so that i would adapt when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;just 1 more day! school will start.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow must sleep earlier, cuz it'll be a long day&lt;br /&gt;especially.. something will exhaust my energy even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make more american ginseng tea&lt;br /&gt;when the school starts. LOL :S&lt;br /&gt;welll, tata :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-372921182884093318?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/372921182884093318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=372921182884093318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/372921182884093318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/372921182884093318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiding-inside-sheep-skin.html' title='hiding inside the sheep skin'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W_vlhU0sCkA/SeoGSPGEvdI/AAAAAAAAABE/HGzPfNoArQI/s72-c/PhotoFunia-6b5d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-2572048037111437444</id><published>2009-04-17T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:48:24.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping spree!!!!</title><content type='html'>i slept at 3.42 last night. LOL&lt;br /&gt;cuz of beloved PAN-KUN!!=D&lt;br /&gt;i was sharing with my brother. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 10+ today. &lt;br /&gt;had a cup of milo as breakfast and shower&lt;br /&gt;then went out in a rush. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bus-ed 80 to bugis. &lt;br /&gt;found a place to settle for lunch and ate fulfilling :D&lt;br /&gt;then began the shopping! &lt;br /&gt;at least i got the 2 pants i need&lt;br /&gt;and a pair of shoes. &lt;br /&gt;the others are tops? and mother's items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a terrible shopping today&lt;br /&gt;since i picked the wrong timing&lt;br /&gt;big aunty's visit... haha!&lt;br /&gt;and i actually survived today! &lt;br /&gt;wow! ahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;and the shoes i wore was killing me. &lt;br /&gt;my mother's shoe was killing her.&lt;br /&gt;so we did constantly exchanging of shoes. HAHA &lt;br /&gt;its a good thing things can be shared within us :D&lt;br /&gt;and my mum was actually flying to the sky&lt;br /&gt;when someone said she is my sister.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and ate dinner at 5.&lt;br /&gt;damn early. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;thats why im so so so hungry. &lt;br /&gt;i need grocering again. &lt;br /&gt;its too bad my house are full of hungry ghosts. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. wadever. &lt;br /&gt;my lower part of body aches like dunno wad.&lt;br /&gt;ahh. well. good night! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-2572048037111437444?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2572048037111437444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=2572048037111437444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2572048037111437444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/2572048037111437444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping-spree.html' title='shopping spree!!!!'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3159417462050151576</id><published>2009-04-17T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:20:01.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank god. i tot i was going to cry again :X</title><content type='html'>i told you! i really have nothing today! haha&lt;br /&gt;nvm. today woke up at 12 +&lt;br /&gt;i was amazed that even with the 3 hour nap&lt;br /&gt;i could still fall asleep rather fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt; makes one tired and sleep easily.&lt;br /&gt;waha. dun think of anything horny :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro wanted to call for delivery&lt;br /&gt;lucky got call mum, she bought lunch already&lt;br /&gt;after lunch BFF all e way until last episode&lt;br /&gt;i meant boys before flowers. so much flaws la! LOL &lt;br /&gt;from just one episode, i picked up 4 mistakes from ji hoo&lt;br /&gt;1st: he cant harmonica.. -.- he pout his lips and went back and forth.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;2nd: he cant piano! his hands were playing chords. BUT. the music was piano in mp3. LOL&lt;br /&gt;3rd: car wash... how the hell would bubbles be floating around!&lt;br /&gt;wont water from the hose burst everything? tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;4th: LASTLY. most ridiculous one. how can ji hoo's childhood bagpack be..&lt;br /&gt;power rangers.. and is recently shown one? =.= &lt;br /&gt;haha. ji hoo in the show is 20++. 15 years before was? THE OLD POWER RANGERS. waha.&lt;br /&gt;and the best ones though X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand so much crying in the show for the last few epi.&lt;br /&gt;u noe me -.- cant stop the water tap. HAHA :X&lt;br /&gt;and thanks daniel for listening to my grandma story :D&lt;br /&gt;and PLEASE dun use that nickname for that person&gt;.&lt;''' &lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apology to someone :X i dint hear my phone sms.&lt;br /&gt;and i have no idea how someone with 800 free sms&lt;br /&gt;complain heart pain, 800 sms only. erm.&lt;br /&gt;its a HUGE amount for me since... i dun sms, when no one sms me. HAH :X&lt;br /&gt;and the other thing is.. i always disappear ^_^".......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye. just now was strumming some tunes with my bro.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i actually envy him for being able to press te chords.&lt;br /&gt;lala. i dun have strength in my delicate fingers. LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;*envying him able to do almost everything*&lt;br /&gt;*if only he wasnt a lazy person, he can do anything*&lt;br /&gt;:X~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess imma go sleep le.&lt;br /&gt;tmr must wake up early and go out&lt;br /&gt;waha. shopping day O.O.. actually need to find something la :D&lt;br /&gt;ok goodnights~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;whether the weather be fine&lt;br /&gt;or whether the weather be not&lt;br /&gt;while whether the weather&lt;br /&gt;whatever the weather&lt;br /&gt;whether we like it or not :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3159417462050151576?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3159417462050151576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3159417462050151576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3159417462050151576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3159417462050151576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-god-i-tot-i-was-going-to-cry.html' title='thank god. i tot i was going to cry again :X'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-4657002241328544581</id><published>2009-04-16T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:48:35.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ottoke...</title><content type='html'>and yes! something to post! lols&lt;br /&gt;soo today woke up at 7 and prepared.&lt;br /&gt;had Mcdonald for breakfast but it was too cheesy&lt;br /&gt;ate abit and throw away le.&lt;br /&gt;left at 9 and travelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept like 1 or 2++ ytd becuz of someone -.-&lt;br /&gt;then when trying to keep awake in mrt was tough&lt;br /&gt;especially the entertainment i brought, wasnt &lt;br /&gt;entertaining enuff to make me feel awake.&lt;br /&gt;i cant understand a single thing inside the book. LOL&lt;br /&gt;sleepy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so reached clementi mrt station and bus to ngee ann&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately. i alight at the wrong bus stop&lt;br /&gt;and it was like one bus stop away.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to walk but rain so heavily&lt;br /&gt;i will get wet even if i open the umbrella..&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. my mini purple umbrella is officially spoilt. LOL&lt;br /&gt;after the sentosa thing O.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bus like one stop to poly..&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver dint notice i wanted to board. &lt;br /&gt;he accidentally open the front door and i chiong up. &lt;br /&gt;LOL. u should have seen his reaction.&lt;br /&gt;*hands on chest, pat pat pat*&lt;br /&gt;so, im a ghost that appears on rainy days uh.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was still quite early when reached there.&lt;br /&gt;lucky the ppl who went camp was waiting there le&lt;br /&gt;went to find wingsze then waited for the whole thing to start&lt;br /&gt;it was rather boring.. u noe. intro intro.&lt;br /&gt;motivational speech.. lalala. all sorts of clubs.&lt;br /&gt;listen from left ear, right ear out nia.&lt;br /&gt;tired luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at 1. buffet woo!&lt;br /&gt;made some new friends there. LOL. intro here and there la.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to listen the diploma talk&lt;br /&gt;sad, monday then can collect t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;cuz.. no size le. LOL! S too big la. must get XS or XXS :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home by 151.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep but dun dare.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. my eyes were like so dry the contacts could&lt;br /&gt;fall out any moment.. O_O.&lt;br /&gt;mrt home then bought somethings from cold storage&lt;br /&gt;stock up~ lol &gt;.&gt; &lt;br /&gt;its sad to be someone who eats alot. waha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home bathe-d then nap&lt;br /&gt;cannot hear alarm then overslept. lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;ahh. shall continue boys before flowers.&lt;br /&gt;one more epi then sleep le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tell me what to do ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-4657002241328544581?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4657002241328544581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=4657002241328544581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4657002241328544581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/4657002241328544581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/ottoke.html' title='ottoke...'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142206782718891148.post-3790644050183149948</id><published>2009-04-14T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:59:05.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u really.. not talking to me? &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>bah bah! &lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9 today. breakfast then go out&lt;br /&gt;went funan with mother to buy lappie case&lt;br /&gt;ate at foodcourt then go bridge road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to find something. erhem:X&lt;br /&gt;then cannot find, so walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;then go chinatown walk lor.&lt;br /&gt;walk until like 3++ went to buy teabreak&lt;br /&gt;taxi home cuz things were heavy&lt;br /&gt;bought books from times for uncle mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went home ate teabreak&lt;br /&gt;shower-ed second time cuz was sweating too much&lt;br /&gt;then relax lor. LOL&lt;br /&gt;bought the crystal puzzle from times.&lt;br /&gt;hard to piece ah. but figured out how to do.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;then complete.. (although with alot of misharp in between)&lt;br /&gt;haha=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. tmr must wake up early&lt;br /&gt;nid go ngee ann for something&lt;br /&gt;then also get the sports awareness tee.&lt;br /&gt;free marh. LOL&lt;br /&gt;sad sad. go and return trip 2 hours. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;lala. bored D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yah. go off le :D&lt;br /&gt;nights all! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9142206782718891148-3790644050183149948?l=lemonicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3790644050183149948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9142206782718891148&amp;postID=3790644050183149948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3790644050183149948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9142206782718891148/posts/default/3790644050183149948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemonicious.blogspot.com/2009/04/u-really-not-talking-to-me.html' title='u really.. not talking to me? &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;'/><author><name>__::leM0n::__</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16048079849865643633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
