<?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-1816669401557920613</id><updated>2012-01-27T14:47:34.227+08:00</updated><category term='rachelisacopycow :D'/><category term='Happyhappyhappy .'/><category term='btk -&apos;-'/><category term='ee-leh-vern MOAR days :D'/><category term='Lovesong .'/><category term='I DONT KNOW WHY BELOW THOSE PARAGRAPHS WORDS SO SMALL . YOU BLIND THEN COPY AND PASTE INTO WORD AND READ -&apos;-'/><category term='HengKaLaoSaiPingPongPiang.'/><title type='text'>Hohehaho.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-3822025735195598253</id><published>2010-04-17T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:04:18.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I STILL SEE PEOPLE READING THIS BLOG&lt;br /&gt;OK I SHALL JUST TELL YOU ALL MY LJ OK &lt;a href="http://pearlsnpills.livejournal.com/"&gt;pearlsnpills@lj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so nice&lt;br /&gt;i am so nice&lt;br /&gt;i am so nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I have anything to hide&lt;br /&gt;ok I have actually&lt;br /&gt;Shall just lock those&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU PEOPLE CANNOT SEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3822025735195598253?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3822025735195598253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3822025735195598253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3822025735195598253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3822025735195598253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-still-see-people-reading-this-blog-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1702355200970673984</id><published>2010-03-31T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:02:57.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall abandon blogger for awhile and I&amp;#39;ll switch to lj and see how it goes. I don&amp;#39;t feel like deleting this because there are so much memories, stupid ones. Hmm but its ok. So yup, if you wanna read my lj then ask me personally. Noone knows about now though :/ &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1702355200970673984?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1702355200970673984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1702355200970673984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1702355200970673984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1702355200970673984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-shall-abandon-blogger-for-awhile-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5291184688390632417</id><published>2010-03-22T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:27:19.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there&amp;#39;s school tmr, but I can&amp;#39;t get to sleep ): talking to b now. I think w fell asleep alrdy omggggg, he&amp;#39;s suppose to call me :( nvm I should just forgive him since he&amp;#39;s sooo tired . &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmmm I don&amp;#39;t know what to do now. IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN IS PLaYING on my lappie. I love to listen to my &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3 playlist to sleep :) yay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5291184688390632417?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5291184688390632417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5291184688390632417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5291184688390632417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5291184688390632417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/there-school-tmr-but-i-can-get-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-8715958063323008948</id><published>2010-03-22T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:23:27.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven&amp;#39;t been blogging. Feel like switching to tumblr because I think that having a brand new blog MAY motivate me to blog more, I&amp;#39;m like that. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok soo, march hol was definitely too short for me to spend time with everyone :( including homework. Universal studios and mic on monday. Stayed home on tuesday. Wednesday was tuition day. Thursday was play cum bake day @ my place with angel and grace. Friday was homework day spent at mic (: helped out a lil. Met zh in the morning at farrer park, headed down to mic together. I was the earliest compared to the rest ok, considering I still had to wait for him at the mrt. Helped to pack ^^ W, k came. Had lunched, had gastric, felt so baddddd, but w was there (: so yupppp. Couldn&amp;#39;t bear to leave @ 3 though tuition was at 2.30 :/ but I still had to, so yup.. Cabbed down. Had swensens for dinner (: only chef&amp;#39;s salad. Yay. Diet.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8715958063323008948?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8715958063323008948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8715958063323008948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8715958063323008948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8715958063323008948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/03/haven-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2381504264418066886</id><published>2010-02-21T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:57:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lying on the bed after washing up after coming home from esplanade after drinking after playing top gun @ the fair after stoning @ office after resorts world after town after tuition ...&lt;p&gt;Soooo I&amp;#39;m very satisfied today ^^ I woke up @ 9 after a very horrifying er.. I&amp;#39;ll just take it as a dream and not a nightmare ok. Scare the shit outta me but I went back to sleep and woke up at 12. Turned on mtv while eating my favourite ba zhang and went up to bathe after I was done. Blahblah and left home 2.30 for tuition when is suppose to start at 2.30 ok nvm. Athen and frances didn&amp;#39;t go :( so I practically stoned thruout the whole lesson :/ came home to rest and headed down to resorts worlddd, roamed everywhere camwhored like hell ++ went to visit sis @ her office. Her boss was kinda freaky, had much more fun after he left. Left the office @ 10 and headed down to esplanadeeee to meet denise eunice and shan. Denise demanded 15 bux from me ( sis didn&amp;#39;t even bring her wallet) and forced us to go for this ride w/o even knowing what is it. So I freaked out and ran towards the fair (cause she was grabbing me) hahahaha it was so funny. So the ride was smth like the pirate ship just that it was caged and it could go 360deg , wasn&amp;#39;t that bad. Just that my dress was kinda short and sis forced me to sit in front(she was wearing a dress too -.-)&lt;p&gt;After we were doneee, headed back to esplnde, got to harry&amp;#39;s but there was a mtch going on :( so went to the one oppo. Settled down ++ the waiter kept staring. Not sure whether its because I&amp;#39;m undrerage or what. But I gave my coolest look alrdy :( ordered margarita &amp;amp;.. CALAMARIIIIIIIIIS &amp;lt;3 mad awesome. Chilled +++  and I had a sudden craving for prata house prata so I started whining and stuff. I was kinda high for some reasons, but I could walk straight so it wasn&amp;#39;t that baaaad. Chilled moreeee, and didn&amp;#39;t have prata in the end. Arghhhhhh. I need mushroom cheese egg (my sis heard it as I want keith egg) lolol ok wtf. &lt;p&gt;Hugging my new totoro to sleep now. HOW CAN ANYONE NOT LIKE TOTORO. Oh and I didn&amp;#39;t meet c today, maybe later (: with GIAM. sexy bitch is on itunes now, ok now its sugar then its breaking. ANBERLIN FTWWWW ok I think I&amp;#39;m damn free. Tyyme tuhh sl33p. Nyt3z p33pO xo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2381504264418066886?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2381504264418066886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2381504264418066886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2381504264418066886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2381504264418066886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/02/lying-on-bed-after-washing-up-after.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-7049915906391177747</id><published>2010-02-19T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:34:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome my new soft toy to the family. I GOT A FREAKING TOTORO OMG SO CUTE OK. 3 hours of guitar hero today. Im gonna sleep damn soon. Gonna meet c tmr prolly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday, went to cine @ 3 and caught percy jackson. Chill-ed @ kfc, saw minyen marco and some other ppl . Left when the show was @ its climax :( met calvin @ the entrance with his friends ++, walked to orchard central for reunion dinner (: Went to the florist @ mdnight with sis and came home late :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 9 on new year's eve to bake fruit cake and brownies. Went to novena to meet zh bought loads of starbucks and mac vanilla conezzz and walked back. it was practically a gambling den with the smoke + music + ... Went to zh's house with bryan for a while and I took a train to tanahmerah while they went to town. Met keith, passed him stuff and he walked me to the bus stop and I went home for dinner. Left for wheelock @ 10 and caught valentines day @ 12AM . how cool is that heh. Roamed about town and went home only @ 4 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up at 9 and prepared till 11 and headed out for visiting and gambled till 2am :( same for day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 .. paige came over. jh, ds, alan, hx, wt +++++ came over for lunch. blackjack-ed and poker-ed straight after that, won close a hundred HEHEHEHE. kept getting straights and dubs woooo + I kept raising the pot and evryone kept calling HAHAHAH HEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was kinda screwed. Had training till 6 and got home @ 6.30 . Went up to change, grab a sweater + pouch and I SERIOUSLY rannnnnn to the bus stop, ran from the control station up to the platform, ran out from the train and to t3. and i got ther in time thank god. Sent bev off :( everyon was there, and it was so sad. like you know those kinda drama. and worse still, the whole atmosphere was so emotional because most of the people @ the airport were sending passengers from I THINK the same flight as bev. which means that most of them are flying to aussie to study kinda thing. IT WAS SO SAAAAD but i didnt cry hehe. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over the nigel's place and spammed guitar hero like fuck. Misery business, monsoon livin on a prayer and what ive done was on repeat and I played bass throughout and i improved so much hehe. Just got home. AND I WANT TO SLEEP. IM GONNA WASH UP NOW AND I JUST REMEMBERED I HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY TO MEET C TMR. GREEEEEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ah, i just found out that some person whom I've never ever talked to, ACTUALLY KNOW ME THAT WELL HUH. start spreading untrue stuff about me and some fucking stories which dont even make sense. hi im a virgin do you want to check it out?! _l_ DO I EVEN KNOW YOU?! no right. so just fuck off and die, seriously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7049915906391177747?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7049915906391177747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7049915906391177747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7049915906391177747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7049915906391177747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-my-new-soft-toy-to-family.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-930769673523653457</id><published>2010-02-04T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:19:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve been so lifeless ever since ... Er the last time I blogged :( been so occupied with studied and all the shit, no time for friends and family ); arghh. Time to give myself a break this weekend and go.. SHOPPING HEHEHE. I wanna go chanel to see my bag ): ahhhhhhh, hopefully mummy will buy for me, HOPEFULLY :( ahhh its so pretttty. Gonna check out juicy tooo. And go digging for cheaper stuff @ fep. Yaaay. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Can&amp;#39;t wait for cny and v days which is in another 9 days !!! And I can finally top up my 20 bucks in my bank account :( so poor. I WANT TO GO SHOPPING AND WATCH MY DOG MOVIE NOW. I feel like eating peach strudel now. I have training today. Tuition tmr hopefully nigel&amp;#39;s going too hehehe. Marco&amp;#39;s pt on sat? Idk. Omg so bz. Only 2 days how cannnn. Hmm. Ok I&amp;#39;m so hungry, gonna run for chicken rice later om nom nom.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-930769673523653457?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/930769673523653457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=930769673523653457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/930769673523653457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/930769673523653457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-been-so-lifeless-ever-since.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4179428688165830129</id><published>2010-01-22T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T19:20:39.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the way back home from town. I was so disappointed today :( I hate mr peh today :( argh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bus-ed to town with shermaine, vic and tessa after school. Walked to ion then to shaw for lunch. Left to ps to find bowen and marco. Chill-ed do math, met min yen then alex @ cathay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Walking home nowwww, dad can&amp;#39;t pick me fuck.  I&amp;#39;m so tirred but I shall do some math later yay ^^.the fucking lambo near my house just zoom pass me :( I waaaant.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4179428688165830129?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4179428688165830129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4179428688165830129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4179428688165830129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4179428688165830129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-way-back-home-from-town.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2422170626225670334</id><published>2010-01-20T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:48:02.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so busy :( I'm starting to hate school :( argh.&lt;br /&gt;On friday, shermaine vic tessa nat and I took a bus to town. Made SO MUCH NOISE omg. Went to fep to meet sis (: Came home to get stuff and left home again. Went over to eunice's place. Started bbq with the rest HAHA. Stayed over with bev, watched charlie's angel, tried temporary tattoos. Didn't really sleep much. Woke up @ 9 in the morning for cca promo :( Went to meet nigel @ 12. Changed and headed to heeren/cine to meet marco, alex, bowen and calvin. Left in a cab @ 3.30 for tuition which started at 2.30 hmmmm. Headed back to town to meet mum, dad and sis :D shopped around ion &amp;amp; taka. Bought juicy watch hehehehe &lt;3 i love mummy. Went home @ 10+ yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick on sunday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Semakai on monday (: Pics will be up on fb SOON .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evonne's place on tuesday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tan's today (: HAHAH TODAY'S LESSON WAS FUCKING HILARIOUS. I love today hehe. Ms yeo mistook the projector white screen for the whiteboard and she actually drew on it . Everyone was orhor-ing at her hahahah. so funny. Skipped math remedial :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that tmr will be a better day yay (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2422170626225670334?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2422170626225670334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2422170626225670334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2422170626225670334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2422170626225670334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-so-busy-im-starting-to-hate-school.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3463291955778401517</id><published>2010-01-12T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:37:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so on saturday I went to ngee ann, skipped tuition. Went out for midnight avatar with them and met marco and another friend. Played pool till 1 and walked to ps. Movie ended @ about 4.30 then cabbed home. Slept only at 6 ): Woke up at 10am the next day and went to church. Came home to sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so today, I got back my chinese results. Though its the first time I passed chinese, but hello.. look at the number of people scoring b4 and below. Its just so .. depressing. I was fucking disppointed in myself and felt sorry to all those who have been supporting me like my tuition teacher and my parents. When chen lao shi called me to ask for my results, and when I told her it was a 5, she 'HUH?!' I could sense the disppointment from that one word and I felt super helpless and worststill, I was alone waiting for my dad and .. yeah. Basically I felt like shit ever since I looked @ the damn slip, till now ): I keep breaking down for god knows what reason. Each time I think about it , I will just start tearing. I mean I tried very hard to not think about it, but who in the right mind would forget that fucked up number 5 ): And when my mum called to ask, she was damn calm, so I thought she thought it was ok, until I came back from bishan. She was saying that like she didn't want to scold me anymore, its up to me because its not her life. But its like .. you'd want someone to push you to work hard and at the same time find it damn annoying and hoping that person will get out of your sight asap.. i think you know what I'm trying to say. Life is just like that :( argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take this day as my wake up call for Os. Because this biggest shock of my life probably made me think about what's gonna be ahead and it sorta motivated me to study since I wanna get a 9 to get into international business in ngee ann poly. I know its abit stupid to get this single digit and then enter a poly, but yeah .. it's my decision. And so, from today, I'm gonna work hard, cut down on computer, cut down on money usage (!!!), cut down on meeting awesome people, and everything else that is affecting my study life. This will go on for 9 months and I have to do it, I have to rely on myself now, I have to believe in myself too, I can do it. I shall let God do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing. its the r/s thing now. Ok i think i shouldn't post it. fuck love, it doesn't exist. ok stop living in denial asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3463291955778401517?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3463291955778401517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3463291955778401517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3463291955778401517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3463291955778401517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/ok-so-on-saturday-i-went-to-ngee-ann.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6757653425754229945</id><published>2010-01-08T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:59:31.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these 5 days at school were boring to the fucking max. I'm so happy I got the seat next to the wall in between the windows on the right of the classroom, perfect place for sleeping ok actually its quite a bad thing whatever lah . Late on the first day of school, the mother fucking prefect booked me for no mother fucking reason when I mother fucking came @ 7.25 which is obviously earlier than 7.30. fuck the prefect, isn't she suppose to know school rules better than I do bloody mother fucker. Class party on tuesday was food-ful. I slept for an hour or 2 while they were watching proposal :( so tired plus my bio clock was .. I mean is still quite screwed :(&lt;br /&gt;Had mrs tan on wednesday and nigel, yi feng, keane and wayne went too. It wasn't even a lesson at all HAHAHA fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite hai in schoool today ): sorry for disturbing all. Went to tamps after school (: I think im going ecp later. and ngee ann open house tmr yay ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have the most awesome teachers! i love mr peh teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start working hard.&lt;br /&gt;I need more vitamin M.&lt;br /&gt;I need to meet some people ):&lt;br /&gt;I need _____&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ok wait I change all to a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking addicted to empire state of mind omg . I listen to it in the car on the way to school. I listen to it once I'm free in class. I listen to it after school. I listen to it when I bathe. I listen to it when I'm using com, its on repeat. I listen to it before going to bed. I am mad. As usual. I love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wrap all my files and some books with pink polka dots wrapper and also make all my files cover page polka dot. and also maybe wrap my table with pink polka dot paper. yay i am so happy. everyone can spot my seat once they step into my class. i am so happy. i am so happy yay i love k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6757653425754229945?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6757653425754229945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6757653425754229945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6757653425754229945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6757653425754229945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/these-5-days-at-school-were-boring-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-871144870669851492</id><published>2010-01-01T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:39:19.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is gonna be damn wordy if you dont want to read I also dont care ok. I dont like to post photos cause my fucking baby #2 too fucking pro then the pic size damn big ah like 2MB you know, so I damn lazy to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school to buy books then stoned at home. Had fever and sore throat and cough and __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home the whole day ): Headache. Didn't go supp club gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to bake brownies @ 10. Daddy sent me to mrt @ 1 and took a train down to tm to meet matt, so pass him brownies since the stupid pig hasn't woke up. Went down to simei to pass elyn some stuff with matt and then to tamp to meet ruban and eric lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for novena @ 3 while they went to town. Met van there and started doing work @ starbucks while waiting for zhihao to come up. THEN, ok i have a very sad life. I was very sad because of some incident 2 weeks ago and this stupid kian came up with zhihao to look for me to tell me that that woman filed a lawsuit cause of that incident (partly my fault) then he wanted me to write a letter and stuff. He also claimed that he came up with zh cause of this. fuckkkk, I didn't really believe then I was damn sad and stuff while they went to smoke behind. After that they came back again and kian showed me the sms his bro, the lawyer, sent him and it says 'tell the girl to write a letter blahblah .. ' and sender : korkor brian _l_ ok then i obviously believe right, you know me. I started crying cause I felt damn bad that I caused so much trouble not because I was ashamed or what shit lah. He also said that he only had to come up with lawyer fee and stuff and made everything sound so serious. I mean who the hell won't believe that right?! fuck then they made me cry for 2 minutes and they were 'eh we bluff you one lah the brian korkor is actually zh' Cb, i got damn pissed and I stared at them. I swear I wanted to punch/strangle/poke them or something omg, then they laughed at me argh. And I started swearing gr. Bloody hell ok nvm. After awhile, went down to mic cause van wanted to see them make candies ): damn. Left @ 8. Suppose to go dbg to meet sher and the church people but change of plans. bishannn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thurday + Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked again for today's party. Went down to vivo for MARCHE :D Saw nic @ the mrt . Ate rosti again yay . I went to page one and saw my fucking holga oh my fucking god ): and blackbird fly and diana f+ (MR PINK SOMEMORE ):) Left @ 4 for party and spent 1/2 an hour in the bloody carpark looking for the car ): Ser hua, jessie, victor, denise, janice, zhong shun and er yan shuin came over :D Cooked pasta and awesome homemade pizza. Left home @ 10 and cabbed down to srgn and toook a train to vivo. It was fucking crowded and I found out I queued on the wrong side only when I was the next batch to go up the escalator, so I had to walk over to the other side of vivo wtf damn pissed. Matt, eric leong and some of them waited for me outside pet safari. Then went over to no signboard seafood there to look for keith and the rest (: S-ed and stuff while waiting to countdown, played some stupid game. Countdown was abit boring and screwed though. Was suppose to club but I didnt wear heels -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to come over to my place for the night since mummy and daddy were not in town hehe. Went down to the entrance to meet ahdi, sam and aloy first then left for serangoon. Cabbed home in 4 cabs and settled down. Played poker throughout + cooked noodles for 2 pigs keith and chowlin + made brownies+ice cream for the rest . I was practically like a maid ok. When ruban, matt, keith and eric leong went out to smoke, the rest collapsed on my couch and slept like logs hahah. Watched I am legend and they left @ 8+ (: Finally get to sleep at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept till 7 and ordered kfc even though my voice is like.. i dont know, its just damn sexy, like a transexual. Suppose to go for party now ): but I feel so dead and weak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-871144870669851492?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/871144870669851492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=871144870669851492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/871144870669851492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/871144870669851492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-post-is-gonna-be-damn-wordy-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1039540218016509785</id><published>2009-12-28T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:26:49.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO. went to suntec on xmas eve for event (: Went home @ 7 for party, played taboo, lotto and some other stuff. Night was awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to do homework with zhihao on christmas and he texted me in the morning telling me he had food poisoning. I think I spent my whole day @ home using com ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing day. Had to go for tuition wtf only ernwei athena, 2 other people turned up ): Went to chinatown for some shit and suppose to have some party at vivo, then changed to smu, and then to cityhall and then to kembangan. So I left @ 6 and headed down to pasir ris cause sher needed help. And when I was on the way there, matias told me zh got admitted to the hospital so I sort of panicked cause I was suppose to go for the party and to ecp to cycle after. So I went for the party for about 1/2 an hour and I cabbed down to kk hospi to visit him. Luckily cycling @ ecp was cancelled. I was trying very hard to find my way up to the ward. When I went there his mum and bro were there, damn scary. So matias and I accompanied him till 10+ when the guard chased us away if not we'd stay a lil longer. Pray that he's fine now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to meet keith to go church today haha but I overslept cause I was sick ): having headache, cough, sorethroat and fever now ): sad. Waiting for my hai pai tian xin to come out ): I think i'm gonna go school to buy books tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Miss ______ alot ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1039540218016509785?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1039540218016509785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1039540218016509785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1039540218016509785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1039540218016509785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1171936260235030284</id><published>2009-12-25T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T02:19:35.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone please see my fb status. I think you&amp;#39;ll like it :(&lt;p&gt;WHO&amp;#39;S @ ALCOVA NOW?! HEHE.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1171936260235030284?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1171936260235030284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1171936260235030284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1171936260235030284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1171936260235030284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/everyone-please-see-my-fb-status.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1050927590843648674</id><published>2009-12-24T04:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:22:02.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Baked log cake today (: will post pictures up soon hehe damn cute. Rach and shermaine came over @ about 4 and baked muffins. They went home @ 9 then I went up to accompany baby to play poker hehe. I pray that I&amp;#39;ll be free on the first of jan so I can meet her immediately after she lands (: hehehehe can&amp;#39;t wait manzz.&lt;p&gt;2 christmas events tmr (: hope tmr will be an exciting day :D have to bake fruit cake before I leave @ 12 which means I have to wake up @ 9 AGAIN :(&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1050927590843648674?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1050927590843648674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1050927590843648674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1050927590843648674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1050927590843648674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/baked-log-cake-today-will-post-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4572196438039326020</id><published>2009-12-22T04:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T04:49:35.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Sunday was spent @ flea (: Left home @ 4+ to meet shermaine and rachel then headed to powerhouse. Found jacq outside. The whole event was terrible. It's like so warm and crowded, so obviously you'll want to stay inside though its damn dark, so we went in ... We couldnt even see anything single thing and when shermaine tried on a shoe, noone could see how it looked like. The stuff upstairs wasn't that interesting so stay downstairs. And when someone stops to check out something, it will jam up the whole crowd and we will all get stuck there. And if everyone thinks like me, then everyone will be outside and slowly we can't even move. Had frolick there though :D Didn't go for the party cause so many people couldnt go plus I didn't find any ic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to vivo @ 8 for superdog and the first person I saw there was nicholas tan HAHAHA damn funny. After we ate, we decided to open the super heavy sparkling juice to try and before shermaine could force it open, it went POP super loudly that everyone around stared and there was awkward silence HAHAHAHAH, then all of us started laughing. Talked alot (: Home at 11 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I slept till 2 and sher called me asking if she could come over so I said ok and when she came I was still sleeping. I was suppose to do homework with her, but she didn't bring anything so we went around searching for recipes, talked alot and she stayed till 6 then we went out together. Both of us went pl, she went to tamps and I went to tm. Something bad happened ): So walked to keith's house and it was so awkward cause like all his friends were there playing poker and I just sat there to watch. Left @ 7 to simpang for dinner with keith, matt, ruban, eric and xue min. Ruban wanted to eat lemon chicken rice and he wanted to ask how to say it in chinese and keith was like ping guo somethingsomething trying to teach him the wrong stuff. Keith's jokes were fucking hilarious. Medium apple = zhong guo, china -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ruban asked why cannot play poker @ keith's place tmr and keith randomly said his house on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruban : "Because I went just now"&lt;br /&gt;Keith : " Nonono not because of that "&lt;br /&gt;Me : HAHAHAHAHAHAH -i was thinking about something else-&lt;br /&gt;Ruban : "okay say! but you all better dont laugh ah "&lt;br /&gt;Keith : "Because ru-ban = "roo-burn" "&lt;br /&gt;Me : HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH -thinking what was roo, but still funny-&lt;br /&gt;XueMin : "Huh, i thought is r-u-ban= 'are-you-burn' "&lt;br /&gt;Eric : -laugh &amp;amp; showers rice over matt and xm-&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; the rest : HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Eric: "charcoal ah"&lt;br /&gt;Me : HAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;Ruban : -stares- tell yall dont laugh dont laugh, look @  this girl here.&lt;br /&gt;Me : HAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAAHAAHAH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAHAH OMG DAMN FUNNY SIA ALL OF THEM HAHAHAAH I CAN STILL VIVIDLY REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate and everything then they started to play with the food.&lt;br /&gt;eric : ruban can i  have your chicken&lt;br /&gt;ruban : cannn. -puts chicken on the table-&lt;br /&gt;eric : OIIIIIIIIIII -picks up and put back-&lt;br /&gt;All : - started pouring all kinds of sauce and threw it into some juice- ruban, matt and xm played games and the loser will eat that but end up all of them kept restarting the games .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All guys play the number game, like i choose 50 then if the number is 60 then the next person must choose smth between 50-100. So I set the number on my bb and they started guessing, there were 3 pieces of chicken so 3 rounds. First round was ruban, second matthew, third round keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third round:&lt;br /&gt;All : Ok fasterfaster.&lt;br /&gt;Me : WAAAIT -took super long to choose a number-&lt;br /&gt;First person = keith : 18 !!!!!!!!!!! -very excited-&lt;br /&gt;Me : -STARE- HAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAAHAHAH OMG more zun than striking 4d HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;All : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Keith: -stares @ me-  WTF the probability is 1/100.&lt;br /&gt;Someone : that's why you got it hAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Me : AHAHAHHAHAHH ALL THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FUCKING FUNNY HAHAHAHAH. Went home @  9 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just done with 2 xmas cards. And talking to baby(the person I am engaged to on fb) at the same time :D SO HAPPY. she's like all around me. I guess it's fate &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 9 and its gonna be 5 soon omg die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4572196438039326020?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4572196438039326020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4572196438039326020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4572196438039326020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4572196438039326020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sunday-was-spent-flea-left-home-4-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3656843801400687921</id><published>2009-12-21T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:02:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ll blog later when I wake up. I&amp;#39;m so tiredddd. Its homework day today, guess who&amp;#39;s gonna crash my house later hehe. YAY mum and dad are gng msia on 31-2jan I&amp;#39;m so happpy. Whole house to myself again woooo.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3656843801400687921?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3656843801400687921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3656843801400687921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3656843801400687921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3656843801400687921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-blog-later-when-i-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2439625089597423066</id><published>2009-12-20T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:20:43.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the train heading down to power house now (: yay.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2439625089597423066?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2439625089597423066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2439625089597423066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2439625089597423066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2439625089597423066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-train-heading-down-to-power-house.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4263127631951095733</id><published>2009-12-20T03:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:33:07.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mood today is totally indescribable in both the good and bad way. Cabbed down together with sher to cuppage for the pre christmas service and I didn't regret going for it (: Had lunch, meeting and stuff straight after. Headed down to fep @ 6 and shopped (: bought only a dress. Wanted to find V at her shop too, but she wasn't there ): Went to meet mummy and sis @ paragon at 9, had some super expensive dessert ._. went home @ 10+. Weixian and alan came over to watch soccer so boring ): Webz with ks + matt +..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking eggcited now because I'm talking to sherleen loh can you believe that?! after mia-ing for so many years. I miss her ALOTTT. I can't wait to see her when she's back from denmark on 1st jan. Omggg, I still can't really believe it like woahhhhhhhh. No longer my wife anymore (: Luv u baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's going SWAP &amp;amp; $HOP tomorrow?!?! I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED. Maybe I'm gonna find jacq and v and i'll probably bump into someone loh. Don't know whether I should stay for the fashion show and party though, because so many people cannot make itttt ): and I bet it's gonna be goddamn crowded. How ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and something weird happened . Like I saw this random stranger + his gf on the mrt some day and about one week later which was yesterday, I saw him on the mrt with a guy and I think he recognises me because I was somehow wearing almost the same thing the first time I saw him plus I bet he recognises my phone and nails and stuff. And today, I saw him at the service, I was damn shocked and I shouted at sher cause its soooo weird -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pray that I can make it on the 24th 3.30 ):*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4263127631951095733?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4263127631951095733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4263127631951095733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4263127631951095733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4263127631951095733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-mood-today-is-totally-indescribable.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3042684600867427990</id><published>2009-12-19T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T02:49:40.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay hi i feel so shitty today u know. BUT SINCE ITS A NEW DAY I SHOULD CHEER UP AND NOT THINK ABOUT THE SCREWED UP DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so sher took so damn long to reach my house, so I was blogshopping = bad cause sufei mei you munny ok. Then when she came, she didnt want to leave -.- and wanted to so badly cause I was mad and woke up @ 8 automatically though I slept @ 5 and cause of that I was so tired that i could sleep anytime ): Finally left for united square, 2 fussy + whiny people together = hell HAHA. She kept complaining about so many things along the way, I did too lah but not as much. Got to mic, ordered stuff, went to watsons, popular and almost everywhere.. and went to the toilet more than 5 times ok. Settled down @ starbucks (: did math wow, and was frightened by pigeons and all the other shit lah. Went back to mic cause sher wanted to see candies. Did work there too, and something fucking bad happened which didn't make me ashame but bad ): I cried like shit cause I felt supersupersuper bad and I am still feeling bad and I will still feel bad. I KNOW IT WAS MY FAULT OK TOTALLY, not gonna elaborate anymore I hate stupid aunties and uncles that make me cry. Zhihao taught me how to cut the candies ok how cool is that ok not very cool cause I wanna make candy more ): Wayne cooked pasta for dinner but I was on a diet so hee, didn't eat that much (: Stayed there till 10 and they were all smoking in the shop wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be anyone one else but Sophie ):&lt;br /&gt;Even if one day you've forgotten me completely, please know that I'll forever be behind, loving you endlessly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3042684600867427990?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3042684600867427990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3042684600867427990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3042684600867427990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3042684600867427990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-hi-i-feel-so-shitty-today-u-know.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4945167909502917202</id><published>2009-12-18T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:56:19.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am waiting for sher to be here omg slowwwww. she's suppose to be here an hour ago ): im directing her here, hopefully she doesn't get lost LOL. Yay msn and blogger is back to normal happy me. leaving now byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4945167909502917202?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4945167909502917202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4945167909502917202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4945167909502917202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4945167909502917202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-waiting-for-sher-to-be-here-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2439859893678618017</id><published>2009-12-17T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:31:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the train now ): I wanna go homeeee. I&amp;#39;m gonna shower then sleep once I get home. Change of plan today. Woke up @ 3 then went tm to meet sher (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gonna shop for xmas pressie tmr hehee and prolly study (:&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2439859893678618017?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2439859893678618017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2439859893678618017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2439859893678618017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2439859893678618017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-train-now-i-wanna-go-homeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-161665244140582154</id><published>2009-12-16T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:22:48.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m so happppy. I told my mum that I&amp;#39;m really broke and she gave me munny kekekekeke, happy meee. I feel not so poor now hehe ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Soolim and weixian came over with sis. Baked cookies for her friends. Hahahahaha smth funny happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Suppose to meet keith ): but he only woke up @ 8 and he even suggested having pizza for dinner @ matt house earlier in the afternn wtf. Plans cancelled ):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jane came over @ 9 then went out immediately to do 3 bank transferS. Yes, again ): slacked @ macs and came home @ 11pm.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gonna sleep early today (: waking up @ 9 to shop for xmas pressie &amp;amp; and do tys arghhh. Will be out the whole day ): &lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-161665244140582154?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/161665244140582154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=161665244140582154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/161665244140582154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/161665244140582154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-so-happppy.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1307426024323402982</id><published>2009-12-16T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:30:05.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister was reading the life section just now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sis: eh this guy not bad, we can actually try out this guy. (the article was titled: gf needed)&lt;br&gt;Me: huh what guy? -engrossed in drama-&lt;br&gt;Sis: this pan1 (in chinese) guy.&lt;br&gt;Me: er pannnnnn.... Pan wei bo?!?! (Wilber pan) jumps out of sofa. -look around for the guy&amp;#39;s name &amp;amp; see face- ee who&amp;#39;s this, so ugly.&lt;br&gt;Sis: no, this guy called ... -search for name- peter pan1 (in chinese form).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-pause for a very longgg 5 seconds-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sis: PETER PAN?!?!?!?!?! HAHHHaHAHAHAHHAHAH&lt;br&gt;ME: HAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA both of us so slow. No wonder we&amp;#39;re sisters.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1307426024323402982?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1307426024323402982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1307426024323402982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1307426024323402982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1307426024323402982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sister-was-reading-life-section-just.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2356174097737095912</id><published>2009-12-15T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:27:40.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I only did half a bio pp omg which is damn bad. I have been shopping online since yesterday night and I spent close to a hundred, and this makes me officially broke -_- damn. Have to go out later to make 5 transactions :( huhu.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have keith&amp;#39;s chalet to attend and brandon&amp;#39;s party too ): arghhh, I don&amp;#39;t know whether I&amp;#39;ll be going to either of them, too lazy though brandons place is super close to mine. Howhowhow? I am stuck. Brandon says that if I don&amp;#39;t go to his party I&amp;#39;ll be a bimbo. And I&amp;#39;m suppose to give keith luck for poker and he&amp;#39;s suppose to teach me, but this will make me even poorer :( so I&amp;#39;ll only sit in their circle and watch and drink and watch all of them go drunk ahhahahahah, I can imagine man. But I won&amp;#39;t talk to the girls cause I don&amp;#39;t really know them, so I&amp;#39;m left with the guys -_- argh fuck. I wanna go badly only because...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The day that I dreaded the most is finally here. I am broke, no bankrupt, it sounds more official that way hehe. To add on to the misery, I owe people money ); ok nvm, I&amp;#39;ll dig out some money for xmas presentzzz okie, I&amp;#39;m gonna buy and make stuff for my close friends so yall better give me too keke. I have a more affordable and reasonable wishlist, if u have the &amp;lt;3, please symphatise me and buy me hehehhe. I am sacrificing my homework time and studying time for alll of u yes, u all better appreciate muamuax.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ok I&amp;#39;m gonna prepare 2 go out, not really out, to transfer munny T.T I feel like going ion to the cute stuff shop and get the whole luft collection fuck now money&amp;#39;s the problem, no it has always been.&lt;br&gt;Sent from my BlackBerry Wireless Handheld from M1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2356174097737095912?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2356174097737095912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2356174097737095912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2356174097737095912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2356174097737095912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-only-did-half-bio-pp-omg-which-is.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2369428117098014384</id><published>2009-12-14T16:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:36:35.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am baking christmas stollen now and I'm waiting for the fucking dough to set, so fucking long argh. I am also doing bio paperzzz :D but i'm still @ q3 after 1h+ ): damn.&lt;br /&gt;While doing bio ahem, I suddenly thought about skl cherry and strawberry knn why must they be so chio ): and black devil rose which is fucking hell not available in sg. Fuggggg, why is SG deprived of everything HUH HUH HUH?! Sophie is sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie became a fan of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/I-know-your-lying-but-i-wont-say-anything-cause-its-funny-to-watch-you-try/188045949723?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;I know your lying but i wont say anything cause its funny to watch you try!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="UIActionLinks UIActionLinks_title"&gt; · &lt;label class="comment_link" onclick="return fc_expand(this);" title="Click here to leave a comment"&gt;Comment&lt;/label&gt; · &lt;button class="like_link stat_elem as_link" title="Click here to like this item" type="submit" name="like" onclick="fc_expand(this, false); return true;"&gt;&lt;span class="default_message"&gt;Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/button&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FUCKING FUNNNY HAHAHA. and i think hiro should stop lying to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since my goal this week is to finish my piling hol assignmentzzzzzzzzz, I SHOULD KEEP MY ASS IN THIS HOUSE FOR A WEEK AND KEEP MY ASS IN FRONT OF THE PILE AND START MOVING MY HANDS. I don't know how long can I tolerate this shit but I have to do it, unless I have to meet people like k, k, p, j, y, e, b, n, m, v, a hehehehehe. Love yalllll muamua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2369428117098014384?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2369428117098014384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2369428117098014384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2369428117098014384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2369428117098014384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-baking-christmas-stollen-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-470440080830350151</id><published>2009-12-12T23:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:54:25.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met charles, greg and another girl again on tuesday @ nsr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met yeexing at dbg on wednesday at about 4. Bitched about some people all the way HAHA, then met up with the rest at vivo. Walked around, went starbucks for brunch. Left at 5.30 to townnnn :D Angel was late ): So I walked around ion myself and bought chio pencil cases and a diary hehehehe i am like officially broke now, i still owe people money ): So after angel came, we went to wheelock for lunch and then her job @7 ahahah, attend lasik talk and earn $50 wtf man ): It was less than an hour okkkk. Thought of going fep, but changed my mind cause I was broke ): then angel pulled me there cause she thought that MY headband was nice and she wanted to try finding my headband there, so walked to fareast, had starbucks along the way agaaain. I had to resist my temptation all the way ok, angel had to drag me away when I start hyperventilating over all the chio stuff , and over how badly I wanted all theseeeee ): Ok I think I may drag mummy there tmr hehehe. Shopped, I mean window-shopped, till 9+10 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned at home, wathed gong zhu xiao mei for the 3rd time cause I saw it on channel u some day so I decided to watch it again D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tpy to shop for baking stuff, spent over 80 bucks -_- came home, and baked gingerbread cookies till 6+. Went back to tpy to shop for baking stuff again -.- then quarrelled with mum and dad so badly that when the car stopped @ paya lebar mrt, I just opened the door and alighted. I waited till they left, then I went to hail a caaab but there was no cab fuck so I walked to some ulu bus stop, then I took a bus to bedok and hailed a cab. I looked like a lost kid HAHA. Ok so I cabbed to matt's place. Went in, sat down, talked and left @ about 11pm then walked to tm mrt omgggggggg ): it was like fucking far, then matt piggybacked me :D coolz . ok i took to pl mrt and cabbed home from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hmm. I woke up @ 3 and prepared to go outttt with my fam, I think its like the first fam dinner after sis came back from aussie. The feeling was .. quite nice actually ok. So talked about guyz HAHAHA. And I fucking got Juicy's perfume and body lotion. Both of them are so fucking chio that I dont know whether I'm gonna use it ): Had this free travel pack thingy for free, all also chio + the packaging and stuff arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SyPFqwuRWvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/f4FAqPSfgGY/s1600-h/parfum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SyPFqwuRWvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/f4FAqPSfgGY/s320/parfum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414388515453623026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok the colour is not true to this pic, cause its like x10 much chioer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my xmas wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/pg0"&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/pg0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/handbags/pg0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/handbags/pg0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/shoes/pg0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/shoes/pg0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp these ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodH4GYF"&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodH4GYF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodH4PMM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodH4PMM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodV0DL1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodV0DL1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodH4JAE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/accessoriesjewelry/liveforgifts/prodH4JAE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/handbags/prodV0BGJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/handbags/prodV0BGJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/handbags/prodV0BGH"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/handbags/prodV0BGH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/shoes/prodX0F1T"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/shoes/prodX0F1T&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/shoes/prodX0F2B"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.juicycouture.com/shoponline/handbagsshoes/shoes/prodX0F2B&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SyPISSKperI/AAAAAAAAAgU/UgrAeFPnoYM/s1600-h/skullcandy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SyPISSKperI/AAAAAAAAAgU/UgrAeFPnoYM/s320/skullcandy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414391393469168306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ESPCIALLY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; + THIS THING ABOVE, I WILL LOVE YOU LIKE FUCK THX MUAMUAMUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another alternative is to donate to Sophie's shopping fund @ posb savings 193-45579-4. Every cent counts. Love u all xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-470440080830350151?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/470440080830350151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=470440080830350151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/470440080830350151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/470440080830350151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/met-charles-greg-and-another-girl-again.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SyPFqwuRWvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/f4FAqPSfgGY/s72-c/parfum.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-8493797417787635702</id><published>2009-12-07T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:52:40.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sx0gOZrOvZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/clawvojsNbw/s1600-h/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sx0gOZrOvZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/clawvojsNbw/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412517758951669138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sx0gOOL0e0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/sr1R89SWems/s1600-h/DSC_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sx0gOOL0e0I/AAAAAAAAAf0/sr1R89SWems/s320/DSC_0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412517755867134786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking chio righttttt, omgomgomgomg so irresistable + juicy keyboard @ the background :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met charles and greg @ nsr. Touched the golf clubs after 3 years, at least my balls could fly as far as before, just that my nails were obstructing and I didn't want to destroy them :/ So bimbotic but nvmm. Going again tmr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the old times man ): Golfers driving their buggies into the bushes, ponds, bunkers and drains, giving people ahem hilarious names, accidentally hitting peoples head with golf clubs real hard ... all the craziest stuff anyone can do. Awesomeeeeeely cool people and most of them are all gone now ): I miss feeeebs and golf clique. Ohohoh, not forgetting uncle phil. He's still there though and recognises me yay :D Yeah... hopefully I'll get to see all of them some day. I still contact some of them though, like hiro jackie bryan dex .. I miss the golf times alot ahhh ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8493797417787635702?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8493797417787635702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8493797417787635702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8493797417787635702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8493797417787635702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/t-fucking-chio-righttttt-omgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/Sx0gOZrOvZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/clawvojsNbw/s72-c/DSC_0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-4972883490381657561</id><published>2009-12-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:54:13.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally back from bangkok and I am so happy hehehehe. Changed my whole bb's cover to some furry pink leopard print one (Y) plus pink keypad  and everything pink except the trackball cause it was damn ex there. So prettyy. And my juicy wallet is with meeeeeeee already wooooo . Plus new zebra preen itouch cover though I just bought a pink one last monday when I went kboxing with elyn , and to collect my pink dress cam and buy film :D Extended my nails there too, mani and pedi for only 150 sgd!!! My nails are like blingish, polka dottish and stripish, damn chioo (Y) but now like so difficult to sms and type and open stuff ): nvm pretty can alrdy :D Bought this super chio white ankle boot from something hound also :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take alot of pics cause I shopped like hell esp @ mbk, but I didn't buy as many things as I did when I went to hk last august ): sucha disappointment. Keith is going there today omgomgomg sucker. I have to take more pics on my baby #3 : pic on nov 22 post, then I can develop them, can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove to pattaya and saw all the cheapo angmohs -.- I went to the royal palace on the third day. I wanna stay in there ): And lastly, my hotel was fucking good, better than my house, wasn't that homesick because of that I guess (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I found another juicy outlet more pathetic than sg's lolll. Went to chidlom on the last day and took so fucking long to find the juicy outlet and in the end, it was at some pathetic corner of the departmental store and it was smaller then 1/4 of sg's outlet. But they had the crest day dreamer nardels there omgggg, but its like x2 the price in us. I wanna get thaaat ): Same collection as my wallet know ): My mum shouted at me for dumping my 700 buck gucci wallet for a 120 wallet ): walao but its like so.. irresistable. Argh, heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick ): Came home @ 3am yesterday, cancelled piano, slept till 2pm. Visited paige. Get well soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to go online ): Z . I am sneezing like fuck, someone misses me hmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna bake tmr. Remove make up and off to bed and use bb (L) YAY I AM TALKING TO ____ (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4972883490381657561?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4972883490381657561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4972883490381657561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4972883490381657561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4972883490381657561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally-back-from-bangkok-and-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-9040094667557178561</id><published>2009-11-28T23:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:52:41.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFMzoLq98I/AAAAAAAAAfk/OA6FytDGCEQ/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFMzoLq98I/AAAAAAAAAfk/OA6FytDGCEQ/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189077292087234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;took this pic in bali and this auntie scolded me in malay and I ran away ):&lt;br /&gt;good picture though hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overslept, skipped training on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for 2012 on tuesday. Jane got me juicy keyboard wooo &lt;3 Bought tix and ran over to heeren for waraku and ran back to cine for movie. Late for like 20 mins and I was rushing to sit down cause the theatre was so fucking small and I bet I was blocking everyone + I am fat. I was looking for my row and realised that my whole row was taken so someone must have taken our seats lah, then when I was looking &amp;amp; looking then someone from behind shouted "SOPHIE!". So I turned back and I was like "OMGOMGOMG HI! :D" It was abit loud though -_- The first person I saw was alyana , I think because of her eyes. So someone cleared the seat for us to sit, stupid annoying people. I was practically laughing when they were escaping in the limo fucking funny to me ahhahahaha. Left for united square after movie. Stayed till like 8 and late for baking lesson. I think I talked to nicholas after that I am so cooooooolz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to go somewhere on Wednesday but cancelled due to some fucker ): Stayed home, went to get baking stuff and baked again ._. SO AWESOME RIGHT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFKtXN6CoI/AAAAAAAAAfM/YsUYxrMLILU/s1600/gingerbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFKtXN6CoI/AAAAAAAAAfM/YsUYxrMLILU/s320/gingerbread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409186770635590274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out at errrrrrr 10am on thursday and met zh @ farrer park. Bought prawn noodles for 5 ._. and cabbed down to mic and spent my whole day there with wayne, bryan and some guy. Fun though. I didn't touch ciggs, though I was really tempted but nooooo. Sorry to those people whom I ditched ): I AM REALLY SORRY ): Cabbed to angel's house for a while and then home @ 11pm. Then went out for sinful bowl of some I dont know what noodles @ bedok ): Home @ 3 ): And I actually forgot about elyn's birthday Hhaahah, she was talking to me on msn on my bb and then she was like ' loook at the timeeeee' (it was 12am) when I was eating my noodles so I thought she was trying to tell me that its so late and i'll get fat if I eat now. I was fucking high that night for some fucking reason I don't know. I was super random and I was annoying everyone I bet. I am so sorrrry ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to go tanning with angel on fridayyy but I forgot I had a party, so cancelled ): AFTER I COME BACK FROM BANGKOK KK :D Headed down to keane's place @ 2, slept till 6. Went down for food and then swam with his friends, bev and nigel and that fucking nigel hit my head twice I think now got baluku ): I am so sad. I am so gullible and I am always bullied wtf is this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking tired everyone and I am so bored of singapore and so bored of home. I can't possibly start doing my hw now cause it's so lifeless ): BANGKOK NEXT WEDNESDAY OMG I CAN'T FUCKING WAIT MANNNNNZ. MORE SHORPINGZ (Y) AWESOMEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna wash up now and plan some evil stuff for my sister's friends when they're here for her birthday party. I will make them die ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY AWESOME PINK DRESS SLIM IS HERE OMGGGGG LOOK @ THAT AWESOME SHIETZZZZZZZZ ): I LOVE ELYN ONG MUAMUAMUAMUAMUA x33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFK6X-WX2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/rIsrVFrlLJU/s1600/PINK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFK6X-WX2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/rIsrVFrlLJU/s320/PINK.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409186994177072994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;LOVE UUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-9040094667557178561?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9040094667557178561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=9040094667557178561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9040094667557178561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9040094667557178561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/overslept-skipped-training-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SxFMzoLq98I/AAAAAAAAAfk/OA6FytDGCEQ/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-8631690031643909899</id><published>2009-11-22T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:15:38.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellowello, came back from bali almost a week ago and it's so awesoommmmmmme especially when there's athirah, mardhiah, jiahui, faiqah, bowling people and blah. If athirah and I were stranded on the island of death, I swear, I will die laughing. Photos are finally up on facebook, the flickr ones for maggie goh will be up.. not anytime soon because I am so bzzzzz. I will post some photos everytime I blog, hopeful. I will not blog about it cause theres really ALOT of things , mostly stupid.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://athirahariffin.blogspot.com/"&gt;athirahariffin@bs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll skip the airport stuff and get straight to the hotel check in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sophie didn't know how to make the water in the bathtub go down.&lt;br /&gt;And it looked liked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pee-colour&lt;/span&gt; so Mardhiah and I stared at her and kept asking her if she peed.&lt;br /&gt;She was like no!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so I trusted her and reached down to pull the plug thingy in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that, Sophie said &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I think got cum stain!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SCREAMED AND PULLED MY HAND OUT.&lt;br /&gt;GROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then we laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Mardhiah and I went out of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;While chatting, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I realised a CAT in our room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "uhh... uh... uhhh" pointing towards the cat, in shock.&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah turned around and screamed.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;The cat went out straight away.&lt;br /&gt;We left the door open earlier.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed again, like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we bathed, Mardhiah went to Lili's room.&lt;br /&gt;Sophie and I went to Faiqah's room.&lt;br /&gt;We played steal and goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhahaha so fun!&lt;br /&gt;JiaHui super cute la omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sophie looked at Faiqah's thighs and asked, "Juicy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back into the room, thinking Mardhiah would come back.&lt;br /&gt;I was lying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Knock knock knock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Open the door."-Sophie to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Its not locked."-Me to Sophie.&lt;br /&gt;"Its not locked, come in!"-Sophie to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An angmoh lady opened the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG, I THOUGHT YOU WERE MARDHIAH."-Sophie to the lady&lt;br /&gt;"OMG WHO IS THAT??"-Me to Sophie&lt;br /&gt;"You left your key outside..."-The lady to us&lt;br /&gt;"OMG REALLY?? OMG THANK YOU. SORRY SORRY. THANK YOU SO MUCH. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU."-Me to the lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed again, like totally insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Athirah, call Mardhiah"&lt;br /&gt;"Sophie, go call la, you nearer."&lt;br /&gt;"No, you call!"&lt;br /&gt;"No you!"&lt;br /&gt;We did that till we fell asleep, without calling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah and I went to walk around and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We went to this area and it was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;"Lets take it over here!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah its so cool!"&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah positioned the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed to the white figure behind her, slightly bigger than a cat.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to see it so close to her.&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah was so scared, "Athirah, take the bags, lets run!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"No, don't run! Walk." I said as I approached her and the monkey behind her.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the bags and the monkey was right infront of me and I realised there was one more.&lt;br /&gt;We hurried away from there.&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL SIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Until... Mardhiah realised she left her specs there o.o&lt;br /&gt;We tried going back there, but got chased by the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we got help from Ms Karen and a guy who worked there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a school there.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod, there were so many boys.&lt;br /&gt;It was practically a boy school.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, kind of reminded me of RI pi.&lt;br /&gt;They somehow found us and added us on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, cool cool.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the orphanage was really very sad.&lt;br /&gt;Most of them were deaf and those that could hear had low IQ.&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing that they could dance AND TEACH US HOW TO DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;The Balinese dance is really very difficult to learn.&lt;br /&gt;And the smiles on their faces was just enough to brighten anyone's day.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I leave an orphanage, I feel really really sad.&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of my kota tinggi orphan friends...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what is Kamasutra?"&lt;br /&gt;"The eating thing?"&lt;br /&gt;"No. Its like sex positions."&lt;br /&gt;"The eating thing right??"&lt;br /&gt;"No!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, that's MAKAN sutra! Both the same whaaaaat."&lt;br /&gt;"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you from?"-Lady&lt;br /&gt;"Singapore"-Me&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sisters?"-Lady&lt;br /&gt;"No."-Me&lt;br /&gt;"You look alike."-Lady&lt;br /&gt;"No."-Sophie&lt;br /&gt;"Why she cannot speak malay like you?"-Lady to me&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Chinese!"-Sophie&lt;br /&gt;"Oh from China!"-Lady&lt;br /&gt;"NO!! I'm Singaporean chinese!!!"-Sophie ( _l_ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, through this trip Lili has been the lamest person ever!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;She's damn funny la, super duper lame.&lt;br /&gt;She invited us to her room for a fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;She put on one of her shirts, turned around and shouted, "I LOVE BALI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;They kept talking about Cubi and Ta chu (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;Basket sia everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museums were interesting.&lt;br /&gt;They had stuff like intercourse and vagina.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, we stared at it and laughed like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very high on the last night @ kuta , and I started moshing on the bed like craaazy. ON MY OWN -.- to like a7x songs and some other lullaby shit, i am so happy. Maybe because I miss home badly hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my pink dress ultra wide and slim baby #2 for now tomorrow most prob, woop :D Luv matt, keith and elyn :D xoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SwgfjN5ifEI/AAAAAAAAAec/ME6Ts2hq_78/s1600/pinkdress_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SwgfjN5ifEI/AAAAAAAAAec/ME6Ts2hq_78/s320/pinkdress_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406606042545159234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anw, my mum found out I s, so it's like no more sb-ing with bev&amp;amp;co., ___, and ___. I am so sad. BUT I'm gonna move on and not let my mum ruin my life. I don't really think it'll work by grounding me. So yeah .. I'm still living the life I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convo between me and ath a few days back -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahahhahaha whaaaaat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*boomz boring already so use bam ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*BAMZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*then it shouts you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*You must not wear zeebra preens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*you must wear feathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*then it'll be shangz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img title="wait 2 secs to reload the image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="wait 2 secs to reload the image" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*no longer the dumbshit shingz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*the in thing is shangz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*SHANGZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*must have some more to upstage ris low to become ri slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*i will be ath high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*i will use GREEN when i'm feeling naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*instead of RAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*WHY GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*CAUSE WE TKGS AH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAIYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I DONT CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*KAPAOZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*WTFFFFFFFFFff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ATHIRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*STOP IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*STOp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*MAKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*whaaaaaaaaaat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*i'm just being ath high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*like ris low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHHAHHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAAHAHhAHHAHAHAHAHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*STOP ITTTTTTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*you can be soph medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*come on invent your words!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*STOPPPPPPPPPPPPP IT ATHIRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*SHINGZ SHANGZ SHONGZ SHUNGZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahahahahhaa instead of bikini... we wear turbans in orchard road!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AJJAJAJAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*and feathers (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*nice, we'll be BAMZ and KAPAOZ and SHANGZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*\mm/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*\mm/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*\mm/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*\mm/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AVENGED SEVENFOLD IS TOTALLY KAPAOZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*\mm/ like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*do you think it'll catch on????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ME TOTALLY KAPAOZ TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHAHAHA OKAY THE MEANING OF KAPAOZ IS LIKE OWNAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*YES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OKAY THAT IS SO BAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ATHIRAH STOP IT LAH HAIYO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OMGOMGOMGMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*STOP MAKING ME LAUGH CAN NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I LIKE SIOA LIDDAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AND YOU'RE MAKING ME HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OF COURSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pleaser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ATH HIGH WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*NOT RIS LOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I GONNA LIKE COPY THE WHOLE CONVO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*THE BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AND*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I LOVE _______ GUYZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*YEAH MAN, THEY ARE SO SHANGZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ATHIRAH ====.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*STOP IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*LOLLLLLLLll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*WHAAAAAAAAATTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I CANT HELP IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHAHAHHAHAAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*OMGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*GAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*GUY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*GWAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HOOOOOHOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AA        `You're a hot mess. I'm lovin' it, hell yes! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*hahaha ten ten ten ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*i trying to sing the "welcome to the candy shop ten ten nen nen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sophie. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*DENG DENG DENG DENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*the bali song DENG DENG DENG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*HAHAHAHHAHAHAahHAHAHAHAAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping spree tmr, me eggcited. I decided to buy juicy couture perf if I'm going taka tmr (: I wanna go gucci ): and definitely juicyyyyy &lt;3 Hopefully it will be very PRODUCTIVE :D yay. I'm going training on monday finally and that will be my last training of the year thank god. Out on tuesday and thursday and maybe friday. Catching 2012 on tuesday most prob yay i still love adam to the fucking max k. faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO DOENS'T LOVE ANBERLIN MAN WOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SHOULD I GIVE UPPPPP? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8631690031643909899?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8631690031643909899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8631690031643909899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8631690031643909899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8631690031643909899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/hellowello-came-back-from-bali-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SwgfjN5ifEI/AAAAAAAAAec/ME6Ts2hq_78/s72-c/pinkdress_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-5828656905348315530</id><published>2009-11-11T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:50:55.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omggggggggggggg, my mum automatically bought a pink luggage for me , but it's not the pink I want leh ): SHE SAW THE HELLO KITTY BABY PINK ONE, SHE WANTED TO BUY. BUT MY DAD SAID THAT THE QUALITY NOT GOOD SO NO, FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK OMG )): Nevermind, at least it's pink. I thought she would black for me or something hehe . I have been packing since 5 and it seems as if I'm bringing my whole house along -_- like so many things, sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving in er 10+ hours plus time :D:D COOLZ. I will mizz pink bear alot ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5828656905348315530?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5828656905348315530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5828656905348315530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5828656905348315530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5828656905348315530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/omggggggggggggg-my-mum-automatically.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-8054831564839519831</id><published>2009-11-10T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:36:34.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am like fucking screwed for chinese. I stayed home for the whole of today and nothing went into my head. I didn't even touch the stuff I dug out on friday, till 10pm ): I've started thinking about bali, about the packing and stuff and even googled about the hotel D: oh no. I just found out that the luggage that I thought of bringing to bali is in aussie and my pink luggage broke and I'm left with a super small one and a humungous one. So I have to buy a new one, hopefully pink or hello kitty hehe. I am scaredddddd.. for chinese (not stress) , that i'll get homesick in bali. I won't get to touch my com for 5 days know. And I have to celebrate my birthday there ): SO SAD RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be going to get more candies @ united square again tmr after my paper. OH I HAVE ECONS AFTER SCHOOL FUCK. Good luck to those taking mother tongue paper especially ..... ... ... ... (L)u2bitz xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8054831564839519831?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8054831564839519831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8054831564839519831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8054831564839519831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8054831564839519831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-like-fucking-screwed-for-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-8482106755292799360</id><published>2009-11-09T03:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T04:01:46.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todays post will be random ok .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am so bored. I am super dead for chinese omg but I heard that it's quite easy hehehe. Someone just taught me some cheng yus heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I was tempted to go town for shopping spree today, but no phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I have been going out again and again + spending most of my $$$$ on cab huuuhuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Changed my layout a lil. I just joined twitter today, slow I know but add me k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I deleted all my links cause like no use, unless that's how you stalk my friends? then too bad 4 u hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) ALOT OF PHOTOS IN MY CAM, DAMN LAZY TO UPLOAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I can't wait for bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) My dad saw __ on my bb home screen and he questioned me &amp;amp; even my mum heard. But.. they were all calm phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) OHOHOHOH, MY SIS'S FRIEND GOT ME THE JUICY WALLET FROM US WOOOOOOOPWOOP . 20 NOV &lt;3 my wallet + my sis duh . mizz u 2 bitz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcjXJ3Z8zI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5-3FmILicFk/s1600-h/crest+zip+clutch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcjXJ3Z8zI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5-3FmILicFk/s320/crest+zip+clutch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401825158746469170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11) I love bourbon rose rock omgggggg. I should go back there to look @ the gaiz and get more candies maybe they will give me discount heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) My tindra vanilla candle from ikea is dying, should get more to put @ every corner of my room hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Skipping training tmr for intensive chinese studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) My pink luggage broke muthafuckingnabehcheebye. I think I have to carry some kuku luggage to bali OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) I found my hello kitty bingo set WOOOOP, bringing them to bali. fucking kewt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) I need to get new cartridge for photo printer ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) I want a sleepover @ my house ): or a chalet or + bbq . AND WILDWILDWET OR TANNING AND SENTOSA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Should I go zirca? ): fucking crowded omgz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) My dad insists that the exhibits @ bodyworld are all fake. what the fuck is his problem. I mizz astronaut ice cream ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) I will be busy after all my friends finish Os don't ask why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) July 2010 !!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) I'll fight for u because the best things in life don't come free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Please remember my pink dress cam and holga snow thankkew very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcggtdVliI/AAAAAAAAAeE/JZ5i06o01jM/s1600-h/pinkdress_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcggtdVliI/AAAAAAAAAeE/JZ5i06o01jM/s320/pinkdress_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401822024384747042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcggxJF5nI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KSwQ9iOCB9s/s1600-h/holgasnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcggxJF5nI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KSwQ9iOCB9s/s320/holgasnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401822025373574770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/peace" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 533px; height: 400px;" src="http://i272.photobucket.com/albums/jj182/calibaby123_2008/Photo483.jpg" alt="Peace Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Rina/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8482106755292799360?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8482106755292799360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8482106755292799360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8482106755292799360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8482106755292799360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/todays-post-will-be-random-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SvcjXJ3Z8zI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5-3FmILicFk/s72-c/crest+zip+clutch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-3135085960343827596</id><published>2009-11-06T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:45:44.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I juz finished chem spa heh.&lt;br /&gt;I am so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I want peach tea.&lt;br /&gt;I am going body world later kewlz.&lt;br /&gt;I await the end of Chinese Os huhu.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to study for econs in december, I will.&lt;br /&gt;I want holga&lt;br /&gt;I want my pink dress slim&lt;br /&gt;I want juicy couture&lt;br /&gt;I want velour zipwallet&lt;br /&gt;I want juicy keyboard&lt;br /&gt;I want juicy's mouse.&lt;br /&gt;I want day dreamer tote.&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to Vanilla Twilight (L)&lt;br /&gt;I am shopping online in school hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided -  I am leaving Amath for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3135085960343827596?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3135085960343827596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3135085960343827596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3135085960343827596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3135085960343827596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-juz-finished-chem-spa-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4786415711775301947</id><published>2009-11-04T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:54:30.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As usual mother tongue every morning, fuckkk i'm so screwed. Luckily my class is @ comp lab one if not I think I'll die, I have comp to use and huge ones to block my view woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am listening to outsider and kwill again woohoo nicenice. i am going downstairs so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4786415711775301947?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4786415711775301947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4786415711775301947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4786415711775301947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4786415711775301947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-usual-mother-tongue-every-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5461638589663045492</id><published>2009-11-03T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T02:25:36.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ended up going to ikea for meatballz, hotdogz and pink stuffs with mumsie and daddy yesterday ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio spa today was ok. I am so sad because I have mother tongue everyday and I have to stay back in school almost everyday ): School's ending in other 4 days time woooooop and after chinese Os is over, then bali here I come huhu ^^. And after that my holidays will be officially free. To hell with books and teachers and school argh. Time to reward myself hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My heart's to blame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My heart's inflame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What has the world come to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everything completely impromptu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5461638589663045492?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5461638589663045492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5461638589663045492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5461638589663045492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5461638589663045492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-ended-up-going-to-ikea-for-meatballz.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5713750932992942930</id><published>2009-11-01T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T03:29:13.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai, stop being fake can not. fucking cheap shit. HUAHUAHUA, I go out with xiaomary, xiaojohn, xiaotom, xiaodick, xiaoharry, xiaojack, xiaojill, xiaohansel, xiaogretel, today worh. Go clarkequay clubbing, go seesha worh. Go home latelate worh, or never go home today worh. What fucking shit is all this. You want to have a life? I think you have -life when you do all these shit hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting lazy to blog. I hate extended studies. I hate having hmt everyday. I hate having ms yeo as our amath teacher. ARGH. I'm asked to drop amath huhuu, how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for tpc today, because my sis and I were too tired to go. Came home @ like 5am -_- Slept @ 6. Super shag. Didn't celebrate halloween this year so sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going out for the past few days or weeks, and spending 1/2 my allowance on cab fare and some unnecessary stuff. Not gonna elaborate on the past few weeks of going out everyday which is so sianz, I am getting tired of sg. Oh my god, I am suppose to watch sisterskeeper on friday but after mrs tan, I lied to mrs tan that my dad was downstairs and so I left together with bev cause I told her that she's following me huuuuu so nice of me. Sb-ed after 5 days ^^v hoooooooo. I have been coughing for weeks ): stupid. Cabbed down to pp, then I called alot of people on the way because she wanted to study @ pp and I didn't want to disturb her .. ahem. Decided to go home cause I thought I had to buy baking stuff. And when my cab drove pass pl mrt, stupid asshole nigel called me, so I alighted immediately and bus-ed back. My cab fare was like $20+ so I didn't want to pay anymore because it was during peak and it was fucking crowded esp @ pl area sianz and waited the bus for fucking long and nigel kept annoying me and I shouted at him ahhahahah he drove me on his ebike to pp, I was screaming all the way because he kept going damn close to the kerbkurbcurb(i forgot how to spell) and my head almost bang into the wall, and so I pinched him HAHA okay, so bought stuff had dinner blah, went back to slack and webcam alex and he asked about ___ . okay a fullstop. Went home @ 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is boring, didn't go tpc slept till 12. Went for chinese tuition. Athena, frances, keane and I were all sitting @ the last row and we ate, play and everything else hahahahah damn funny. ok then I went outtttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt ): something happened. Home @ 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going out with sher and rach tmr maybe + maybe tanning @ sentosa . But mummy said she wanted to go ikea to get my pink stuff as promised ): HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A HOLGA SNOW (ITS WHITE BUT ITS NOT THE WHITE ONE, if you get it) SO FUCKING KEWLZ WHO DON'T WANT SGD$158 ONLY, OR A PINK DRESS SLIM OR WHITE SLIM ANGEL US$30 SO FUCKING CHIO WHO DON'T WANT PLUS FISHEYE LENS IS US$55 SO CHEAP RIGHT?!?!?!!?, OR MY IKIMONO LADYBIRD SO FUCKING KEWT WHO DON'T WANT US$12. VERY CHEAP RIGHTTTT!!!!! ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR MY PINK JUICY KEYBOARD OR PINK JUICY WIRELESS MOUSE OR MY PINK JUICY WALLET AND BAG HOOAHOAHOAHOAHO. VERY CHEAP ONLY!!!!! CHEAPER THEN GUCCI OR LV OR WHATEVER ): hints- Actually all I need is huge angpaos, ni hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG guess what. I just went to juicy's site and I saw the walletSSSS I want on sale. Fuck, why muz they do this to me. Again, life sucks. I can't wait for chinese Os to be over. huhuh then bali and straight after that zirca, maybe only ): PLEASE BUY TIXS FROM ME ): I GIVE YOU MONEY.  OH YES, I'M GOING BANGKOK NAISE. CAN SPAM (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get a puppy next time, I'm gonna dye his/her fur pink. Nice (Y) Give him/her pink contacts. Chio ttfm. I am gonna sleep now. bai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5713750932992942930?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5713750932992942930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5713750932992942930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5713750932992942930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5713750932992942930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/11/hai-stop-being-fake-can-not.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-8779649264961856113</id><published>2009-10-26T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:17:07.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been.. out almost everyday ever since eoys ended. Hmm, my results are like shit, ok at least I'll get promoted phew. I'll blog more @ my lj for now which I think only 2-3 people know. Photos will be on fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back at home where the air makes you choke.&lt;br /&gt;People pretend to know you, trust you,&lt;br /&gt;without realising they are the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8779649264961856113?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8779649264961856113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8779649264961856113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8779649264961856113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8779649264961856113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6297349822386101562</id><published>2009-10-23T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:52:20.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope you fucking hell die,&lt;br /&gt;Satay sticks a needle in your eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6297349822386101562?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6297349822386101562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6297349822386101562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6297349822386101562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6297349822386101562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hope-you-fucking-hell-die-satay.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-7417318597489897740</id><published>2009-10-13T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:41:24.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OVERRRRRRRR OMG OVER LEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO BAKE TOMORROW HEHE , AND GO BUGIS AND MAYBE VIVO AND GET INGREDIENTS SAI wooohoooo. Blog tmr bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7417318597489897740?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7417318597489897740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7417318597489897740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7417318597489897740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7417318597489897740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/10/overrrrrrrr-omg-over-ley.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-9124543396002298079</id><published>2009-10-03T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:26:20.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should be studying bio now but I actually wasted my day away ): Jane came over after hmt paper 1, she left @ 9 and I went out for supper at 11pm. OHMAIGAWWWWD faaaaaats ): But ah, many people around me are starting to become vegeterians. Example = jane, my mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When jane was having dinner with me at the kitchen juz now, I forced her to eat my chicken wrap I made specially for her + my family duh. But I only realised that she was so uhm .. SERIOUS about being a vegeterian no matter how hard I tried to tempt her argh. Everyone was praising about my chicken okeh ^^ Damn, okay nvm so I happily opened the chicken and ate it all by myself. I also forced my mum to eat and she did exactly the same thing as what jane did. Okay, nuts .. ALL DRIVING ME NUTS. How can anyone doubt my cooking skills ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 papers done. Generally, all of them were soso.. EXCEPT THE ENGLISH COMPRE OMG, totally screwed it up muthafuckingnabehcheebyefly grr . For the essay, I think I did a good job for the topic motivation. I bombed one of the power essays which I memorised the previous night and the storyline turned out better than the original story. Woahwoahwoahwoah, I better get the highest man ): And for chinese bao zhang bao dao, I was practically describing myself, stewpid. Irrrrrronic . Like being materialistic and spend so much money that I abandon my parents and not give them money when they are old. Don't think for them and their feelings and shit (Ok, i'm not like this hehe) The scholars around me kept taking more and more paper, and I still had 2 more unused papers after the whole thing? what the fuck is this man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more papers to goooo ! .. then shopshopshopshopshopshopshopshopshopshop and freedom hehehe . I shall sleep soon, my cousin's getting married tmr kewl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-9124543396002298079?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9124543396002298079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=9124543396002298079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9124543396002298079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9124543396002298079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-should-be-studying-bio-now-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1606668737229799792</id><published>2009-09-29T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:39:24.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate life now. I just need a fucking answer from you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to countdown to 13 oct when I've barely started on my sciences and maths . Fuck, plus live without.. I swear I can just kill someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get to sleep, and again when I stay up, it rains, how true. I predict that tomorrow will be worse than today and today is alrdy so bad that I cried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1606668737229799792?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1606668737229799792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1606668737229799792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1606668737229799792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1606668737229799792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-life-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4923483525117360357</id><published>2009-09-27T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:54:17.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know whether to be sad or happy . Grr, but great day today ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to keith's place after tuition @ about 5 (: Met matthew at tanahmerah @ 7+ and cabbed to 85? Eric LEONG said that it was closed, so we went to pick him up and had to decide between pp and simpang. I wanted pp because it was nearer to my house. But matthew wanted simpang, the rest were neutral but still ended up going to simpang. And I was whining all the way, till we alighted argh ): Left @ 8.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very detailed. Gonna post @ my lj byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4923483525117360357?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4923483525117360357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4923483525117360357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4923483525117360357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4923483525117360357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-whether-to-be-sad-or-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5904494317826998011</id><published>2009-09-24T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:49:29.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, my item from AA arrived today. Hopefully my hinkpink stuff will arrive tmr hehehehe. I'm gonna finish geog REAL SOON . And I think I shall mark the start of my shopping break till eoys are over, unless I am too stress and I can't control and have to spend a bit of money hahaha . HAR, and after exams I'll be RICH, not exactly, but at least have more munny ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created an lj, but I'm not gonna let anyone know about it because it's a lil personal, like private hmm. Only random blogshop owners get to see if I comment? I guess they'll be too busy to even bother about those rantings and emo shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SAD, YESTERDAY . SAD TODAY, SAD TOMORROW AND I WILL STILL BE FOR THE REST OF THE DAYS AHEAD TOO I GUESS ): Life sucks. Everything is born to kill. Tell me the purpose of studying math / math. Okay shut up w/e, live with it . I'm gonna chiong for another 20 days, I CAN DO IT AND I STILL HAVE TIME. Mugmugmug &amp;amp; I can enjoy after everythings over ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bali and Aussie here I come !!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more pages to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5904494317826998011?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5904494317826998011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5904494317826998011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5904494317826998011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5904494317826998011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay-my-item-from-aa-arrived-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-760491425897511256</id><published>2009-09-23T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:11:13.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adore the ones we ignore, Ignore the ones we adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt; I am lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-760491425897511256?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/760491425897511256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=760491425897511256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/760491425897511256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/760491425897511256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/adore-ones-we-ignore-ignore-ones-we.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5381672950282581503</id><published>2009-09-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:06:54.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been ... let's see ... studying rivers &amp;amp; coasts, really ): And shopping online again grrr . Yay, my item has been mailed out, I guess. I just ordered something from hinkpink, gonna transfer money tmr hehe. I'm at the first page of coast now . At least, it's progressing hmmmm ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should create an lj, so that it'll be easier when I shop online since most of the cooler+nicer shops are @ lj. Okay I think I should. But I will still blog here because I heard that the uploading of photos on lj sucks + I have such hugefilesize photos, so I bet it'll suck even more if I shift there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my baby#2 (bb) even more now because, when I shop online on my com or on bb (I can do it when I'm bored during lessons too ;] ), I can send my orders in on bb, I'll be notified on my bb once the owners send me my payment invoice and I can also reply them from there, and when I've transferred the money and I need to take a snapshot of the receipt to inform her, I can also take the picture and do it IMMEDIATELY  on bb. Everything for freeeee, okay lah, I still have to pay for the bb VAS plan, BUT IT'S DAMN WORTH IT I SWEAR . Best buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'll be going aussie after my chinese Os on 101109, and maybe celebrate my birthday there. Teehee, I cann0rt wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to geog and shop more later. I'm starting to get stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing my skin to a plain white skin too ): how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5381672950282581503?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5381672950282581503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5381672950282581503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5381672950282581503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5381672950282581503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1745604795754352593</id><published>2009-09-21T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:00:42.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog tomorrow, I mean later byebye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1745604795754352593?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1745604795754352593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1745604795754352593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1745604795754352593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1745604795754352593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-tomorrow-i-mean-later-byebye.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6969499636014739559</id><published>2009-09-20T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:04:34.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was very happy juz now because ... I WENT SHOPPING @ fep ^.^ Okay actually I know it's not really the time since I haven't really started studying ): I spent quite alot today ): But mummy paid for meeeeeeee, e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.h.e.h.e. Finally had my stingray after so many daaaaays @ newton, I like. I'm going to er... ps for dimsum tml and shop abit, then study . I THINK I SERIOUSLY NEED TO SIT DOWN, GIVE SOMEONE MY LAPTOP CHARGER, AND PUT MY BOOKS ON MY TABLE, really ): But I will be depressed for a while, till I really get into the books, damn .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fwuacking hiao, why the fwuak is my computer not responding !@#$%^ ....... okay now 3 of the same window pop out _l_ I AM ALREADY VERY PATIENT, REALLY .&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently, I am very surprise that facebook can upload my terriblyhugefilesize photos so quickly -.- unlike last time, when I had to keep pressing 'Upload' more than 5 times after it fails each time. And why is facebook so addictive, tellmetellme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, I just ordered something from amberavenue hehe, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;N.T.S - transfer $ tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I always so anti climax. Everyone complains to me about that, shut up esp. matthew hew LOL . OHHHHH TALKING ABOUT MATTHEW HEW, I am still angry because I seriously don't know when to believe him. He lies to me too much, really . &lt; mhjs, please see this. + I am SOMETIMES quite gullible , PLEASE DON'T CHEAT/LIE TO ME. I will feel stupid ): grrrrrr, I want more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should upload some of yesterday's photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgtgulbTI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jXb9kwCh27k/s1600-h/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgtgulbTI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jXb9kwCh27k/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383244895842823474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fats on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgumTX3iI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9GD-8sQCLfY/s1600-h/DSC_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgumTX3iI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9GD-8sQCLfY/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383244914519170594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUguMa32XI/AAAAAAAAAds/6Omy_ZpBYaE/s1600-h/DSC_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUguMa32XI/AAAAAAAAAds/6Omy_ZpBYaE/s320/DSC_0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383244907571304818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgtBQlubI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UxDVS4dfhqE/s1600-h/DSC_0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgtBQlubI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UxDVS4dfhqE/s320/DSC_0545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383244887395514802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgsipVDTI/AAAAAAAAAdU/pA0XrGHDuso/s1600-h/DSC_0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgsipVDTI/AAAAAAAAAdU/pA0XrGHDuso/s320/DSC_0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383244879177780530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6969499636014739559?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6969499636014739559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6969499636014739559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6969499636014739559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6969499636014739559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-very-happy-juz-now-because.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SrUgtgulbTI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jXb9kwCh27k/s72-c/DSC_0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-3449881048118536562</id><published>2009-09-18T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:11:35.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was .. er zombed for the whole morning, till about 1 when someone called me during legacy while we were all setting our targets. I highed like helll for the first time today and alyana made me hit my elbow on the door ledge, stewpid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy picked me up after school, changed and decided to cab to tamps since it was raining, no drizzling and I was very lazy + tired + little emo ): Met keith at bakerz innnn . Searched for his backpack, and eric lim came ._. Shopped for backpack and PINK PENCIL CASE ):&lt; Bought his backpack @ century and the chinese lady asked whether he was my bf, damn . And another malay guy from another shop, asked about my smiley face on my elbow -.- my blackberry, and also said that keith was my boiflen, asshole okehhhhhhhh . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for time travelers wife with let's see .. er matthew's sister, chowlin, xuemin, jerrold?, and another girl + keith and eric and it ended @ 9 then we went for subway yaaaaay, but I couldn't finish though I dint had lunch, weird :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home @ 11. Damn tiredddddddddddddd + Pictures next time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, there are 2 very happy peepo hehehe .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3449881048118536562?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3449881048118536562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3449881048118536562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3449881048118536562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3449881048118536562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1490626074667562757</id><published>2009-09-18T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:40:12.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't attend school on wednesday, lazeeeeee because I lala came _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am fucking hai (but not now fmlfmlfml ) and also today, is the worse day of my sec 3 life. I seriously don't know what the fuck is mdm lim's problem with me seriously, once she sees me, she'll have something to say about my attire I swear _l_ When she came to check out my group while we were discussing on our presentation (not really), she saw my nails and told me to remove them. After she moved away, I started swearing at her and I don't give a fuck whether she hears me, but it'll be better if she did.. damn ): Shan't elaborate. The rest of the day was just ..... shitty and econs remedial fucking ended @ 4 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ___ ): Somone nice enough to callllll me to cheer me up ah . I hope tmr will turn out the way I want ): Love yoooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1490626074667562757?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1490626074667562757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1490626074667562757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1490626074667562757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1490626074667562757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/didnt-attend-school-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-7129397087432079311</id><published>2009-09-15T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:25:03.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to puke, not because I ate too much. Pretty? Charming? Cute? I swear your friend has no eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FY&amp;amp;YBL = eff your's &amp;amp; your boiflen's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modulus for amath.&lt;br /&gt;Tennis for p.e.&lt;br /&gt;New chap for emath.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in class to use my curvy during recess.&lt;br /&gt;Coloured my calculator during ss.&lt;br /&gt;Sick bay for geog + half of english .&lt;br /&gt;Tamps after school with angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking lim shouted at me AND NOT ALYANA when WE were leaving for the sick bay. I was fucking hell having cramps, what the fuck is her fucking problem with me and only me . Isn't it better w/o anyone to laugh at you, or sleep during your lesson? I bet something's gonna happen when she comes in on thursday. Lucky to see her @ esplanade on flyday? Fucking bias piece of short tongue shit. So shut your cannot speak 标准的英语 mouth . Over my dead body I'll give in to you, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do some work, and sleep. Why must female have menses _l_ fucking hell . I am not pms-ing or whatever shit I .ili. (because I just did a few days ago sorry hironobu wee yuxin) . Don't talk to me today, except for those few people (you know who you are), still can call me tonight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckfuckfuckfuckkaninanabehchaocheebyefuckyouseriouslyfuckyoufuckyoufuckyou_l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7129397087432079311?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7129397087432079311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7129397087432079311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7129397087432079311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7129397087432079311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-to-puke-not-because-i-ate-too.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3109427693996503454</id><published>2009-09-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:38:12.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shopping today hehe . I went for tuition AGAIN, but today's lesson was damn fun HAHA . Went down to town, got 2 anne klein heels (chio + zebra-y ^^), bebe sweater (Y) and er, 4 nail polish for faceshop and there's another thing I can't remember ): so happpppy . When I went to juicy, I sort of hinted to mummy that I want the mouse and keyboard, but she like don't care ))))))): ttm. Nevermind, I will get it one day I don't care ):&lt; Waiting for someone to finish doing somethingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqvcYyVH5FI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5PSFVolf6AQ/s1600-h/Zebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqvcYyVH5FI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5PSFVolf6AQ/s320/Zebra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380636498209530962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3109427693996503454?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3109427693996503454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3109427693996503454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3109427693996503454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3109427693996503454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-today-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SqvcYyVH5FI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5PSFVolf6AQ/s72-c/Zebra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-5931999113453271571</id><published>2009-09-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:37:18.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad is extremely weird today . Being the one who saves the most money in the family, see what he did for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to comex 2009 and I told him I LIKE blackberry bold ( Wasn't intending to get one, because I THOUGHT my dad will obviously say no because my phone is less than a year old, and my contract hasn't end), and I want to get a better webcam, and maybe a new lappy, and so, we went to singtel, then to m1. I wanted to take a look at blackberry, so he's like 'it's there' and I asked the salesman about the bold and curve and storm, contract, plan and other stuff then he's like 'anything lah, take loh' I was like O.O but I didn't want to say anything in case he like 'don't want sua' . Fyi, my dad acts like a kid lol. But they ran out of bb curve so we had to go down to change alley to get it, yay. I wanted bold at first, but I realised it was too bulky and my fingers are slim enough for curve, so yeah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqqYjr7fixI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JHc3hndaoSo/s1600-h/blackberry-8900-tmobile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqqYjr7fixI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JHc3hndaoSo/s320/blackberry-8900-tmobile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380280443702577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, we went to sony and he asked me how I thought about this vaio laptop (he's about to buy it) , but I said I never liked sony stuff because I THINK it's lousy ah. Okay, walked away. Then we went to the level six for a creative webcam, so I found the booth and asked about the not the most expensive one because I thought he'd say ' Not worth it to get such a good one ' But I ended up getting the most expensive one because he said so. DAMN WEIRD I SWEAAR. But the fair is not that crowded, compared to the IT SHOW 09 D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, and left home @ 7 for keith's chalet bbq. Elyn and I sat at the same spot throughout lol. It was only 7+ and most of them were drunk -.- The ruban guy was like I don't know? Siao? Stand on the tree, pour coke on himself, stand on the garbage bin . Keith another one, don't know talk what rubbish to me. And most of them were talkative if not, can't stand straight. Luckily we had desmond. At about 9, everyone was more sober and we started talking. I don't even know the names of the people I talked to . And eric was as usual, cute in his way + his lame jokes (Y) lol. It was embarrassing for desmond to tell everyone that I'm his girlfriend. Wtf, some people believed. Eh I have eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna meddle with my curvy and dump my itouch aside for a day teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5931999113453271571?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5931999113453271571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5931999113453271571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5931999113453271571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5931999113453271571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-dad-is-extremely-weird-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SqqYjr7fixI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JHc3hndaoSo/s72-c/blackberry-8900-tmobile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-6034841952216001580</id><published>2009-09-11T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:16:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sqkut9T-kFI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KaxGqAUg0Ew/s1600-h/DSC_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqkfiFjNUWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/WJF4ymTxosY/s320/DSC_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379865900336632162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sqkfh9Qi5iI/AAAAAAAAAa0/a2OodGtSpbA/s1600-h/DSC_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sqkfh9Qi5iI/AAAAAAAAAa0/a2OodGtSpbA/s320/DSC_0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379865898110871074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqkfhN6yL-I/AAAAAAAAAas/Fx-t-KP1R8Q/s1600-h/DSC_0421edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SqkfhN6yL-I/AAAAAAAAAas/Fx-t-KP1R8Q/s320/DSC_0421edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379865885403131874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sqkfg_WVoYI/AAAAAAAAAak/81yMaM0BWw0/s1600-h/DSC_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sqkfg_WVoYI/AAAAAAAAAak/81yMaM0BWw0/s320/DSC_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379865881492169090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of peeeeeeectures okeh . I was uploading elyn's sleepover photos so like shunbian upload the saturday's one hehe . There's ALOT more, but most of them are keith's and elyn's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my dad still acts like a kid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You want to go thomson for prata?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't want lah, i showered already"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sure ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yaaah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Next time you ask me outfor supper, I don't want to bring you alrdy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to comex tmr omgggg, I need money fucking broke sii0lz. Dha temptationz iz g0nna keeeel moi ): Damn. May be going to keith's chalet tomolo at night. I smsed desmond ng awhile ago, and he called me and after he hang up after shouting 'SOPHIE AH' then he replied my sms, okay wtf . I think they are all drunk, including matthew I think? should be, he told me he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it's friday _l_ I loved all fridays except today, everyone should know wai. Hooooooo, I am going to my bed and continue with my princess hours till I'm tired. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Keith !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6034841952216001580?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6034841952216001580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6034841952216001580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6034841952216001580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6034841952216001580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-of-peeeeeeectures-okeh.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/Sqkut9T-kFI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KaxGqAUg0Ew/s72-c/DSC_0418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-7248254391356227373</id><published>2009-09-09T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:41:27.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What the fuck is with you, your fucking attitude, your fucking life and your fucking pea brain. I think it's time you should brainstorm why do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; even exist on Earth and when you can just fucking live on dha m00nz and wait for pink astronauts to visit you. I seriously don't know when will you stop copying and FOR ONCE, PRODUCE YOUR OWN STUFF/WORDS/ACTIONS/ATTITUDE/WAY OF SPEAKING/ANY FUCKING THING THAT COMES OUT OF YOU BLOODY FUCKA. Since you are already living on this planet, as a loner, and I can't do anything about it sad ): Please lah, go get definitions right then you can start bombing words properly and make people think what you want them to think of you lah okey, isn't that what you want? I'm here trying to give you advices, how nice. Sometimes, I just need to laugh @ eu, for having no eq and no iq.. poor thing tsktsk ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life suck ( &amp;amp; still sucking) ever since mum and pap came back .. damn ): Sunny Monday moarning, I met angel at macs for breakfast weehoo I was a little early, talked, walked aimlessly in ntuc, got twisties HAHA and went to school for math remedial. Fishball and her junior came over to my place to study, supposedly, but I ended up sleeping damn. Tuesday cloudy afternoon, skipped 10.30 tuition and rolled in mah bed till 12? and went for mrs tan, hahaha funny dae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was talking about this woman (one of her student's mama) waiting at the wrong house for her child, AND EVEN WENT IN TO GET A CUP OF WATER + USE THE TOILET + SAID HI TO THE MAID (?!) and some other stuff. Like how her friend paid respects plus give angpao @ a wake, and needed help to open the container to search for her angpao before leaving , after finding out she was at the wrong wake LOL FHL. And like how sean taught his friends to get into his house (locked) because he was late for the gathering, but his friend ended up at his neighbour's house, and they even played with golf clubs at his neighbour's front yard, and even broke the gate's sensor and when he came home, seeing police at his neighbour's house, wondering what happened. HAHA who wouldn't laugh at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm gonna talk to matt 0n dha ph0nez na0 hehe. Chalet tmr no ? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7248254391356227373?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7248254391356227373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7248254391356227373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7248254391356227373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7248254391356227373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-fuck-is-with-you-your-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6518486496777552764</id><published>2009-09-06T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T04:33:32.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I seriously don't understand, why do I have to feel this way, from the moment you appeared and till you were gone. It seems as if everything happened in a second or so. So I guess that's how quickly time pass when it's spent with you. Everything that's revolving around you is not even close to my desire. I know that it's not up to me to decide &amp;amp; the possibility of it going close to it is .. I'm not very sure about that, maybe close to a zero? I hope you'll get what you want, and never be ): or )': , forever. I'll be happy once I see you in bliss, really. In fact, I can't really ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm not gonna continue here. I'll maybe just let it out to someone or my diary. Fuck, I hate my miserable-and-my-mind-and-heart-revolves-around-you-every-moment life and I love my my-mind-and-heart-revolves-around-you-every-moment life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making my day, love you )'''''''''':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6518486496777552764?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6518486496777552764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6518486496777552764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6518486496777552764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6518486496777552764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-seriously-dont-understand-why-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1064326259974365659</id><published>2009-09-05T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:53:45.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I velli happy today hehe . I met elyn @ pl mrt and waited for matt and keith . Cabbed home and blahblahblah, ate, talked, played, pinched, camwhored . I don't feel like talking about it , see fb for photos. Omg mummy is coming back tmr nuuuu ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1064326259974365659?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1064326259974365659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1064326259974365659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1064326259974365659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1064326259974365659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-velli-happy-today-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1768272194095781209</id><published>2009-09-03T17:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:58:33.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm at smu now hehehehe . I was suppose to get presents at pp after school, but I was damn tired and lazy and some fucking bastard lied to me, so I went home to rest first.  And I'm out again because I was bored -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to finish my cheena work and er, econs file fuck . If not I have to stay back in skoool tmr till I get everything done fucker. I don't wanna go school tmr omg, and obviously I don't need my progress report. I can, imagine the numberS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a pub later wahoo, to celebrate mummy's birthday ^.^ Dinner at 9.30 omg hungeri , and I didn't have lunch D: I need to and I want to lose weight omg, I feel like a lump of fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT JUICY'S FLEXIBLE KEYBOARD ): AND WIRELESS MOUSE FUCK ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sp-RjXOM9fI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WF0Mi9ebdZQ/s1600-h/juicykb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sp-RjXOM9fI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WF0Mi9ebdZQ/s320/juicykb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377176516818695666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sp-RjhlfG4I/AAAAAAAAAac/jLugZK92HS4/s1600-h/juicymouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/Sp-RjhlfG4I/AAAAAAAAAac/jLugZK92HS4/s320/juicymouse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377176519600708482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life seriously suck . It's 144.404SGD for both if i get them online. I went to taka to see that day &amp;amp; it's 110 for the keyboard alone, whatthefuck . One reason why I hate sg, as mentioned somewhere below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start on chinese wtf damn it. I think I shouldn't go school tmr, and I'll be in school at 6 because mummy &amp;amp; daddy have to leave damn early sian ttm huuhuu ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1768272194095781209?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1768272194095781209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1768272194095781209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1768272194095781209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1768272194095781209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-at-smu-now-hehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/Sp-RjXOM9fI/AAAAAAAAAaU/WF0Mi9ebdZQ/s72-c/juicykb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-3359169107540403320</id><published>2009-09-02T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:03:48.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet tmr's gonna be similar to the past even wednesdays, drown me with humanities fuckers _l_ What's more , I have a 30 minutes econs essay test after school on business org. and some other unknown chapters (to me) and I don't UNDERSTAND A SINGLE SHIT ON THAT SHIT, might as welll not do right fuck . Stay back for no reason bitchbitchbitch ,  fucking squeeze white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I wasted this long weekend going out, maybe not friday I went out, but to the airport to study(&lt;-- Please look at this, everyone) Kbox yesterday woahwoahwoahwoah . I doubt I'll study this weekend because ... (-drumrolls-) my parents will be AWAY from friday till sunday, abit short but who cares, which means my sis and I still gets the whole house to ourselves and for me, less nagging omg phew. Gonna invite people over hehehehehe. I'm gonna soak myself in happiness for this 3 days, whether rain or shine weeeeeee , but maybe at least study abit? if not I really dui bu qi myself ): aw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of the month again = allowance = heaven . I feel rich now at least ^.^ But ah,  it's actually quite bad, then i'll start cabbing all over sg even to serangoon or payalebar mrt ): I can't help it, reallly ): blame it on the weather if not, then my laziness hoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave teacher's day gifts after i think 6 years (Y) But ah, I wrapped the flowers like 2 orange and 2 yellow . 2+2=4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : -happy- 'Eh mummy, I gave my teachers 4 flowers each ^.^ '&lt;br /&gt;M:  ' YOU WANT TO DIE AH?! YOU GIVE 4 FLOWERS MEANS AH, YOU WANT YOUR TEACHER TO DIE '&lt;br /&gt;Me : -oopps- ' huh serious omg. But I didn't know about that, so nevermind la hor? -pause- Then if it's like that ah, keep it to yourself, why do you even have to tell meeeeeeee . Now I feel bad, see lah your fault.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod ): I still think about it occasionally. Hopefully none of them stares at me tmr 0:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day tmr I mean today, buhu . Good luck to matt for ss and math prelims tmr, and those who're having prelims tmr or soon or have alrdy started okie wan an. Actually I'm gonna watch goong for the 4th time on my bed on my ipod wahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3359169107540403320?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3359169107540403320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3359169107540403320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3359169107540403320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3359169107540403320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-bet-tmrs-gonna-be-similar-to-past.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-420438066304636119</id><published>2009-08-28T02:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:20:09.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellomello, it's friday agaaain huhu but it seems as if I just said this yesterday houmaigod, one moar week closer to death, BAD ): Maybe guuuud, cause long weekends are here to visit me again hehehehe, which means I get to step out of __ taikeng gardens, to shop maybe, or at least let me escape from the pile of books lah. I want to get out of sg NOW, I don't mind thailand, cheap = can anyhow grab, let me get out of this fucking shithole ): W/O second thoughts, no, impossible, stop dreaming. Okay, i dream day and night. Not velli guud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonder why I wasn't born an angmoh, so I can stay either in europe or usa, and get ANY CHEAP branded stuffs AND THEIR JUICY OUTLETS ARE EVERYWHERE, ok not really everywhere BUT AT LEAST MORE THAN SG'S ONE AND ONLY PATHETIC OUTLET @ TAKA, THE SIZE OF MY ROOM . Okay, not that small, just exaggerating. But seriously, sg's outlet makes me speechless, even hk's outlet ownnnnnnnns . Fuck taxes, fuck service charge, fuck gst _l_ make me more depressed only . Yay, email from juicy? let's seeee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-juicycouture.com-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreams are simply reality, waiting to happen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;- i don't agree/believe to this shit AT ALL. fuck stop lying, stop giving me false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3.04 and I am still awake. Still sad . Sleepless nights hai haiz . White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to conclude something: It will always rain in the morning, whenever I stay up till 3am wow .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-420438066304636119?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/420438066304636119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=420438066304636119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/420438066304636119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/420438066304636119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/hellomello-its-friday-agaaain-huhu-but.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6580226718130350272</id><published>2009-08-24T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:54:57.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SpLREvXbOyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XxMGnl8VnJU/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SpLREvXbOyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XxMGnl8VnJU/s320/DSC01059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373587184770824994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SpLREN_ia4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/eqsTstNvb3c/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SpLREN_ia4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/eqsTstNvb3c/s320/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373587175812262786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shit took peekture of me when I was webcamming jackie lol sucker. Braceless ehehehe ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was again, slack. Not gonna talk about what happened @ the lab today -.- Slept from 1.30 to 2, not knowing that school alrdy ended, and I had to go for amath remedial. This sucks. I hate tuesdays, luckily I get to skip half a day of skooool (most importantly PE) tmr for dental appointment to get retainers hahahah . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel .. like sleeping but I am velli high nao but velli uptight but velli satisfied but velli I don't know .. weird , WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just gonna .. sleep. Bai. Love YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6580226718130350272?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6580226718130350272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6580226718130350272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6580226718130350272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6580226718130350272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-shit-took-peekture-of-me-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SpLREvXbOyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XxMGnl8VnJU/s72-c/DSC01059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-806841898382584755</id><published>2009-08-23T04:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T05:01:10.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a very helpless mood now and I think I lost inspiration in doing almost everything. Is it you, or is it just me, that I've been in suspense ever since that day you ... I mizzz you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never want to let go AGAIN . I love eu . and maybe hate you, hate you for existing in mai life, for 3 splendid but most of the time, PATHETIC years, still counting seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am NOT ____ (okay/alright/fine/happy/sleeping though it's 4.56am)&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO NOONE BUT ME, FUCK MY LIFE (in a serious way), REALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-806841898382584755?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/806841898382584755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=806841898382584755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/806841898382584755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/806841898382584755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-very-helpless-mood-now-and-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1697401797369767803</id><published>2009-08-20T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:25:47.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a booking yesterday for being late ): Saaaaaad. Vic &amp;amp; tessa were there too ahahahahaha. And I was so attentive during chem yesterday, though fazzie didn't come to skool &amp;amp; wasn't there to talk to me, so me = lonely and quiet (at times). I so happy, I actually understood acids &amp;amp; bases and today, nurul, evelyn and I thought of a new style to memorise the reactivity of metals blahblah. HAHA DAMN COOL and it sounded like italian (Y) . I should do something to surprise Mrs chan tmr ^.^ iie shh0 pl0ud 0rf miieself w0rhzxcs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to love amath ever since we were done with that shitty confusing chapter , and hate bio cause of ms aishah and the shitty topic we're at now ): I'm going to study at the airrrrport with elyn, and maybe matthew tmr after school hehehehehehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know whether I should go for Natsu matsuri this saturday ): Delon just asked me to goooooo . Sian, I shall see what I have on that day. Maybe I'm going shopping with mumsie wahoo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friday, love chu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I can feel the pain inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you is a huge dread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1697401797369767803?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1697401797369767803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1697401797369767803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1697401797369767803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1697401797369767803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-booking-yesterday-for-being-late.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4602285751540697411</id><published>2009-08-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:52:23.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Some of the greater things in life are &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;unseen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that is why I close my eyes when I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 249, 7);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(243, 243, 14);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(236, 236, 20);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(229, 229, 27);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(222, 222, 34);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(216, 216, 41);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(209, 209, 48);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(202, 202, 54);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(195, 195, 61);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(189, 189, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(182, 182, 75);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(175, 175, 81);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 88);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(162, 162, 95);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(155, 155, 102);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(148, 148, 109);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(141, 141, 115);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(135, 135, 122);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;m...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4602285751540697411?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4602285751540697411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4602285751540697411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4602285751540697411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4602285751540697411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-of-greater-things-in-life-are.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3405347967758193385</id><published>2009-08-18T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:32:33.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School today = slack . Or maybe because my lala came last night &amp;amp; I totally didn't have the mood to do anything today. Woke up abit later than usual, and went to the dentist, immediately took out braces and was sent to the ortho. for polishing. My dentist and the ortho. both were damn rough, and they treated my teeth as if they were some useless brick -.- Anyhow brush the scary pointy thing on my gums causing all of them to bleed profusely. Initially, I thought the female ortho. was gonna be gentle and stuff like a normal female and also, she's uhm 20+ and was damn nice to me, kept initiating a convo with me . But, the moment she laid her finger on my notsowhitestraight teeth, my impression of her totally... -_- I was squeaking and everything, as usual .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to skool only at 10 and had my ss seq test right after I sat on my seat ): Didn't really conclude, didn't really bother. Maggie didn't come ^^ I was sitting @ angel's seat and my cramps were killing me. I decided to dump the magic pink menstrual pill into my mouth, but the only drink I had was peach tea. Athirah has never seen that magic pill in her entire life (WOAH CANDY) -.- Okay so at that point of time, the thought of mixing 2 random shit into my mouth which would cause stimulation of some poison or whatever lah, struck me (idk why, maybe cos I was close to dying.) I asked athirah, "If I swallow this with peach tea, will I die? " then she rolled her eyes at me ): I had 2 pills, both still in the plastic slivery shiny piece of thing . And I was talking to athirah while opening it, and one of them just slipped off my hand and went onto the floor -athirah laughed till she looked as if she was the one having cramps- Okay so I opened and swallowed the other one, nothing happened ^^ In the end, I still looked as if I was about to die loh ]: The pill only took effect when I was walking to the foyer ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically my day in school was spent playing cards lah, even after school ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, had lunch and slept cause I wanted to die, still ): Woke up at 7+ , had dinner, studied bio, webcam &amp;amp; talked to matt on dha ph0ne, showered and I'm studying bio again now . I still have some other work to do leh, maybe studying at the airport on friday + finish ALL MY UNDONE WORK (hopefully, but this additional part will most prolly not happen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If she keeps you around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then I'm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3405347967758193385?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3405347967758193385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3405347967758193385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3405347967758193385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3405347967758193385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-today-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5189393111627176713</id><published>2009-08-18T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:38:16.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shouldn't have came to skool ): I love even mondays :D But stillll ah, tell me the purpose of school, really. And eoy is in another month fuckkkkkkkkk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I have ss essay test tmr ): My notes have been in my hands ever since 8+ when I was on the bed (I fell asleep while HOLDING onto them -.-) , and I don't even know what's the first alphabet on the damn page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ah, my life has been damn good recently, except for studies, school and maybe training ): I'm gonna be braceless @ 8am tmr (skipping school ^^) , unless the dentist lies to me again _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOH, AND MY NEW SHOE CUPBOARD IS DONE :D I wanted it pink but orange doesn't really go with pink so grr, nvm . I'm like showcasing it, in my room as if I'm selling it at shome shopping mall wtf -.- okeh, nevermind, as long as my juicy wedges + sneakers, gladiators , plus more pink footwear are ____ (i forgot what I wanted to say -.- damn, old.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Nothern Ireland, fuck .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Life is like a dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Once it gets hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5189393111627176713?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5189393111627176713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5189393111627176713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5189393111627176713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5189393111627176713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/shouldnt-have-came-to-skool-i-love-even.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6174684980344752172</id><published>2009-08-17T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:44:30.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SomIxXZBImI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1lcqnhRWyQE/s1600-h/si.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SomIxXZBImI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1lcqnhRWyQE/s320/si.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370974412289942114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SomIhkOfG1I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Az4A9ospxAM/s1600-h/si.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6174684980344752172?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6174684980344752172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6174684980344752172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6174684980344752172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6174684980344752172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SomIxXZBImI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1lcqnhRWyQE/s72-c/si.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-5661785154479095030</id><published>2009-08-16T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:18:44.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just came homeeee ): damn shag nao . I had cheena tuition in the afternoon, gathering @ ecp was cancelled cause of the bad weather(spoiler) A reason why I hate sg during this season. Went over to delon's place @ 7 for some party. Delon, shihui, jaime, boon and his sister, bryan, dexter and some other longtimenosee or neverbeforeseen peeeeepo were there . Delon suggested going bowling, so I went home first to change and get my ball and he came to pick me @ 12am, headed down to yishun safra. Initially, all of us wanted to go party world but it wasn't worth it so .. stick to the plan . Owned delon hahahahaha (Y) luuuuzah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for supper @ chong pang, sent jaime home, then sent boon and his sis, then me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was messy. I was stuck at home for hours, not knowing who to meet, and someone that I wanted to go out with didn't reply, sooooooooo I didn't know what to do ): Came straight home after skool , bathed prepared and went out again at 5 . Met elyn at simei and we went down to tm to wait for mattttthew's skoool to end . Had pepper lunch for deeenerh (L) . Slacked @ a playground near elyn's house. Left at about 9 and some fucking bastard carrying a baby bitch shouted at us, "You all just leave your things here?!" -referring to the bbt cups on the slide there- I was like fucking pissed, that I could just kick his lj and punch the baby bitch fuck face. But even thought its ME , I still went back to clear my cup and MATT'S too . I was swearing all the way , I know velli inconsiderate but wtf _l_ fuck his attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tanahmerah mrt with matthew, and took 24 home.  I was stuck outside the house for more than half an hour because nobody opened the door for ME, even though I rang the bell  that it was about to shatter in pieces. I thought my mum was angry with me for going out almost everyday till late, that she dumped me, changed the lock and everything . Phewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been an emo momo since thursday or maybe since 2 years ago . I think I have alot of work but I am velly lazy tuh do, and even if I knew what weekend hw I have, I doubt I'll even bother to dig for the pieces of paperS . My hair like shit today . I have to take my IC photo tmr, and one of my eyebrows can't be seen, which means I have to pin my fringe like some fucking ahlian till it can be seen . OVER MY DEAD BODY I'LL EVER PIN MY FRINGE OR SHOW MY FOREHEAD IN ANY PEEKCHA I TAKE IN MY LIFE . Somemore right, my ic = life, so .. fuck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reedeeculers ): I'm going to shang my CHUANg nao, bai .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5661785154479095030?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5661785154479095030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5661785154479095030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5661785154479095030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5661785154479095030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-came-homeeee-damn-shag-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3412559201049429926</id><published>2009-08-13T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:21:28.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shan't elaborate on hk anymoar 0: Arrrived on tuesday night , came home, unpacked luggage, showered, slept @ 3 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm as tired as yesterday, yesterday yesterday, yesterday yesterday yesterday ): Kept dozing off during geog, hmt, and slept throughout english today ): Had chem spa today ^^ Happy . I have fake drugs nao heheheh . Shall check out my blue crystals tmr, kewl (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought so many things that I don't know whether I'll be buying anymore stuff for the next few months. Socks and Juicy(!) shoes + wedges, another pink wedge and 2 other nine west footwear that would last me a lifetime hehe. And other clothes hehehe, and 2 other bags, agnès b polka dotted backpack for skule and another gucci medium tote \(^^)/  -Adds on some other pink small cute rubbish-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some shit lied to meeee ): sooo, I don't know where to go tmr . Anddddd matt didn't reply, sherm have ballet till damn late, hiro and elias maybe but I don't know their friends and I don't want to be the only girl there, sis asked me to join her, together with her friends for dinner and they'll be drinking at night :/ Maybeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I should spend my days before eoy wisely.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3412559201049429926?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3412559201049429926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3412559201049429926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3412559201049429926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3412559201049429926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/shant-elaborate-on-hk-anymoar-0.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6820940357320682560</id><published>2009-08-09T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:52:15.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, my legs are tired&lt;br /&gt;Scondly, my legs are damn tired&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, my legs are fucking tired ):&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, this is bad but I likeeeeeeee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed at about 6+ and checked into my hotel blah, and walked around our hotel area , bought ALOT of things . I found something that can cure my blackheads like finally, gonna buy more for SOME PEOPLE and myself duh, tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to harbour city and before that I was roaming around that area, going into random shops, buying random stuff (since they were so cheap, JUST ANYHOW GRAB LAH). Somehow those small little rubbish I bought just now, will come in handy next time lah don't care ^^ JUICY COUTURE OHMYGOD ): wasted my time, coming all the way from singapore, and my juicy pink wallet (the one and only shit that I always wanted from there) IS ILL no where to be seeen sian ): Fuck, only got the imitated one in those night market . Fuck, my mama asked me to buy . Fuck, I where got so cheeeeeap, NO WAY .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into burberry, LV, prada, dior blahblahblahblah and so manymanymany more -Collection of pink things go UP-  = HAPPY ME . My luggage like full alrdy -_- I need another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home after shopping for 13 hours straight and I need to bathe so smelly . Good and bad. Enough of branded stuff, mongkok tmr = CHEAP .... GRAB EVERTHING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6820940357320682560?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6820940357320682560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6820940357320682560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6820940357320682560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6820940357320682560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/firstly-my-legs-are-tired-scondly-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1277912709500512906</id><published>2009-08-07T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:44:00.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebration today was like the most boring of all the 3 years . Cabbed home with elyn, changed, prepared and everything . Cabbed to paya lebar mrt and headed down to marina for kbox after so long hehehehe . Along the way met Mrs ang (omgdie) , paige, tat huey and amanda D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent almost 18 bucks on cab, to find matthew hew and keith ahhhhhhhhh . Keith started zilian-ing -.- and the rest played with my ipod and shades ): chiong back home before 7.30 . I have a curfew today because my sister found out something ): Sian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pack my luggage nowwwww, if not i'll be dead man . I take so many hours to pack (idk why) . I can't wait ahhhhhh . I will leave jane alone for awhile hehehehehe . I will get gifts if I have enough marny for myself hhhehehehehe . I WILL dig out some marny to get stuff for SOME people, even though I have no money ehehehehe . I may not blog tmr, and I may not bring my lappie cause damn troublesome :/ I'll just blog and do everything with my itouch \(^^)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1277912709500512906?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1277912709500512906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1277912709500512906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1277912709500512906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1277912709500512906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/celebration-today-was-like-most-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-9165711054606016378</id><published>2009-08-06T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:18:29.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once I have babies (i'll most prolly have, in a few years time, lol), Keith will be their first godfather, and Matthew Hew will be their second ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 255, 87);font-size:85%;" &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Matthew   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i book already&lt;br /&gt;dont let any  fuckers take over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophie.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-family: 'Arial';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL OKAAAY .&lt;br /&gt;if you still  talk to me lah hehehehe .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 255, 87);font-size:85%;" &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Matthew   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is if you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;or  remember me&lt;br /&gt;aiya actually nvm de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophie.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-family: 'Arial';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okeh ^^&lt;br /&gt;DAMN COOL SIA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 255, 87);font-size:85%;" &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Matthew   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as long as you still talk to  keith&lt;br /&gt;i sure know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20 years down the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophie.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-family: 'Arial';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hhahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;eh damn cool  sia&lt;br /&gt;can imagine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 255, 87);font-size:85%;" &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Matthew   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;i know you from 13&lt;br /&gt;till  33&lt;br /&gt;W.t.f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophie.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-family: 'Arial';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(249, 255, 87);font-size:85%;" &gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Matthew   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lao zhar bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophie.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128); font-family: 'Arial';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="(Y)" src="http://www.blogger.com/Images/MsgPlus_Img0578.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for saturday ohmygoddddddddddd ): fasterfaster .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-9165711054606016378?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9165711054606016378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=9165711054606016378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9165711054606016378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9165711054606016378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/once-i-have-babies-ill-most-prolly-have.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-7049367487875782974</id><published>2009-08-05T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:04:33.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was .. dull . I slept throughout ss and my recess D: I feel damn bad (I'm still feeling) because athirah woke me up to do the econs project, but I was damn pissed and I just ignored her ): Omg sorry :/ Then Mdm chee didn't come, another free period. Slept during chem AGAIN, I feel damn bad because Mrs chan like damn cute and damn nice to all of us, esp meeee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from j8 with my sister hurhurhurhur. She wasted like 15 minutes of my life walking aimlessly in ntuc ): okeh, I am gonna bathe and sleeep . Long day tmr, I AM GOING FOR TRAINING TOMORROW &lt; SEE THIS, after i think 2 months hahahahaha . And I have tuition at night, sad ): I CAN'T WAIT FOR SATURDAY ): OH MY GOD, who's sending me off? ehhehehe .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7049367487875782974?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7049367487875782974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7049367487875782974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7049367487875782974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7049367487875782974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1655376059453519288</id><published>2009-08-04T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:39:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to luv my class alot hehehehe, and it's only those few who revolves around me all the time . I want to move back to my old seat ): first reason is the fucking fan and secondly, it's the peopleee (Fazzie, jiahui, angel, athirah, bowlers ^^ blahblah. ) There wasn't spot check today, annoying . I was wearing my super long pinafore around the whole school, and it was so fucking uncomfortable because I felt so much cloth on me ): god.&lt;br /&gt;Athirah today like horny only, hehehehehe .&lt;br /&gt;Some shit, lied to me today, took also long to reply a fucking sms, and didn't answer my calls. So in the end, I went home straight after remedial and when I was at my doorstep, he called me back wlaoooooo . Hopefully he doesn't ps me tmr again sian .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sneezed more than 30 times today already, woah .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1655376059453519288?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1655376059453519288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1655376059453519288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1655376059453519288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1655376059453519288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-starting-to-luv-my-class-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1588572396114603272</id><published>2009-08-02T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:16:13.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPA tomorrow boring hmmmmm ... NO, I CAN'T SKIP SCHOOL ANYMORE . I sat on matthew's hand and he was in pain for about 2 minutes, I don't think I'm THAT fat but still, I swear I'm gonna whack my thighs till it gets smaller, fuck fats, bad fats .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good, bad, sad or mad?&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1588572396114603272?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1588572396114603272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1588572396114603272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1588572396114603272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1588572396114603272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/spa-tomorrow-boring-hmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3171402523603244349</id><published>2009-08-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:07:07.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I velly hairpy tuhday :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's happening to me again,&lt;br /&gt;good and at the same time, bad .&lt;br /&gt;Whyyyyy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3171402523603244349?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3171402523603244349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3171402523603244349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3171402523603244349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3171402523603244349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-velly-hairpy-tuhday-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5575771191375436380</id><published>2009-07-31T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T23:48:21.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ordinary/Typical/Usual/Boring/Sleepy/Feel like shit school day . Fuck today . I hate today . Fucking pissed today .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, are things I'm pissed at, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Jenny Lim - our DM starting from monday aka my geog teacher who has a short tongue (i guess), can't speak properly, liar . And I swear my cb that she's fucking bias towards me &amp;amp; she hates me and ONLY ME . She doesn't let me go to the water cooler to drink (not even a drop of water) which is only less than 10m away and would take less than half a second. Few minutes later, she allows some shit, to go to the fucking toilet which would take up 10 times the time I'd take to drink a fucking sip of water . And she's suppose to return my earrings to me before mid year, she couldn't dispose it cause it was too ex (not trying to boast or what) . So I asked her 2 weeks ago, super nicely, ' Eh Mdm lim , you were suppose to return me my earrings FEW MONTHS AGO . When can I get it back, it's been SO LONG -frowns- ' What she replied was ' Ask your parents to meet me after final year exams ' _l_, FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU, CHEEBYE . This is first reason today why I have an 8cm long middle finger, and @ that point of time, I was about to put it to good use, until I felt that I shouldn't waste my energy on this bitch.  I hate you forever mdm lim .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Mrs Chan told us " There would be a surprise spot check on monday ah, so those who has fringe covering their eyebrow, short pinafore -stares @ me for damn long- , inappropriate earrings, socks, shoes blah . Make sure you know what to do " Fuck, I think I should do something to it and make sure I don't have to stand it front FOR ONCE PLEEEEASE . This is second reason today why I have an 8cm long middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Quarrelled with my parents cause they didn't let me out today cause of some fucking nonsense like, "Because you missed school for 2 days and you should study more" or " Cannot, you went out yesterday" . This happened only after the day I got sick when I was suppose to be in school taking chem, econs, math and geog paper . Fuck, as if it was my fault for getting myself sick?! _l_ This is third reason today why I have an 8cm long middle finger. I still went out to pass alan some stuff, met weixian and jiahong, but came home after awhile . In the end, I couldn't meet the rest .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dc + Dm = Hell + Made me on fire. Forth reason today for my middle finger .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of the stuff has arrived yet, whyyyyy ): I hope that I don't have to experience a day, having to wait at home with nothing arriving at my house man ): Once it gets stolen, it will never ever come back sad. I can't wait for another 2 year, so that I can just sit in my room, shop online, do iBanking and wait for all sorts of parcels to come in every single day, how cool is that :D I hate youyouyou and you, 2 people. I hate today today, I hate today tomorrow, I hate today till as far as I can remember today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, I have something on @ 10am, which is to take graduation photos for some people tmr , how cool is that but I am nervous ): zhen me ban neh .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5575771191375436380?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5575771191375436380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5575771191375436380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5575771191375436380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5575771191375436380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/ordinarytypicalusualboringsleepyfeel.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-4379335736107670875</id><published>2009-07-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:19:20.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe I so happy today ^^ but not during the amath test ): So fucking difficult when everyone else said it was easy? This is baaaaaad, uh oh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, then before the test started right, I was pespiring like some cow, sitting at the last row WITHOUT ANY ceiling fans around but only a wall fan which I turned off that day when I was sick and it was still off . And because I was so hot that I could just jump down from the third level to get less than 5 seconds of at least 1m/s wind, I pulled the 'speed string' not exactly that hard, and I was about to pull it another 2 times for the max. speed. But I only managed to turn it to speed 1,  and the whole 'speed string' was in MY HANDS . Wow, I murdered the fucking laozee fan, not my fault, eh at least it can still &lt;span class="variant"&gt;oscillate but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;@ the speed of one&lt;/span&gt; ?!&lt;/span&gt; It means that if i'd to stay in that shit seat till the end of the year, i'm gonna fucking die there . This is when I realised that all 4 wall fans in class, have at least half a string missing . Fuck? I want aircon please ): Why is my school so lousy, poor, run down (to me) and everything else, that they can't even afford A DAMN STANDING FAN AS STRONG AS THE ONES IN THE HALL, FUCK U .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after every single shit was over, we started playing stupid games. Not exactly stupid, I was just slow @ getting what the game was about and everyone was pissed after explaining to me 123456 of times )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tamps with angel after sch . Apparently, both of us were hyperventilating, most of the time, at everything we see since we or maybe I, get easily amused ^^ .&lt;br /&gt;Top few things that i've said/did :&lt;br /&gt;" Oh my god, polka dots = fishballs = angel "&lt;br /&gt;" Oh my god, so kewwwt "&lt;br /&gt;" Eh no money alrdy "&lt;br /&gt;-Walks VERY fast, leaving fishball behind-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top few things that angel said/did :&lt;br /&gt;" EEEE, ahlian "&lt;br /&gt;" Eh this one polka dot so cute " with me replying , " it looks exactly like you "&lt;br /&gt;" I haven't show you my hot guy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other rubbish which I can't remember . Reached home @ 7pm , damn tired ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck school tomorrow, napfa 2.4 + english compre . I shall see who's not running and decide whether to run tmr ^^ I want to bathe now, I can't smell my perfume anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-4379335736107670875?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4379335736107670875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=4379335736107670875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4379335736107670875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/4379335736107670875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/hehe-i-so-happy-today-but-not-during.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2794231961545852653</id><published>2009-07-29T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:14:49.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I totally have no confidence in amath ): especially logarithms omg. Why is there additional math and not something like basic math (bmath?) or chicken feet math ( cmath?) . Unfair, again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sis : 'Eh there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; (piece of) cake on your bed '&lt;br /&gt;Me: ' HUH WHERE? '&lt;br /&gt;'There!'&lt;br /&gt;'Where?! (x5) '&lt;br /&gt;'HUH OHMYGODDD, IT'S LIKE SOME BROWN SHIT (smth smudged there, but definitely not shit) THERE'&lt;br /&gt;-put it right in front of my nose-&lt;br /&gt;' Chey, no smell lah '&lt;br /&gt;'Eh it looks as if it's moving omg'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am very conscious about my bed . Only me, I and myself and my maid can touch the bed, nothing and noone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to amath AGAIN, blog tmr bai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2794231961545852653?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2794231961545852653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2794231961545852653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2794231961545852653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2794231961545852653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-totally-have-no-confidence-in-amath.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5987824215691120868</id><published>2009-07-29T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:23:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mc for tuesday &amp;amp; wednesday = No chem, econs, geog and emath paper. Thumbs up, or not? If my marks get pro-rated, that means I'll get full marks for emath (my confidence for the prev. test = 100% ) , c6 for chem, and a fail for econs and I'm not sure about goeg. The 100% for emath will be like woahhhh, but the rest .. ): Life is never fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up all night last weekend, to study for geog and the others, making my notes cute and colourful (I'll get happy when I see happy colours see) and now , I don't get to take. And when I don't study for some test, I have to take to take it. fml?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for 8.35am . Eh no, they'll most probably drag till 8.38 or whut. Even though it's a few minutes or so,  8.&lt;u&gt;42&lt;/u&gt; (blank filled) will be the start of my happy happenings like ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Out after school with &lt;u&gt;angel&lt;/u&gt; (blank filled) + transfer $$ = stuff I ordered online will be mailed out immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Kurt's bbq + 3 bottles of .. booze? or something + my 1st baby (d90) can get out of the damn orange cupboard &amp;amp; work out = get to meet my real baby :D  + bev, nigel, minyen, noey, blahblah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Weekends = Shopping @ town + a visit to Orchard ion after my craving for fucking 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Lastly, and duh most importantly..  Hongkong during the long weekends next week = more shopping, moremore clothes, moremoremore walking (i like, cause I can say byebye to SOME fats, better than nothing \m/ &amp;amp; train some muscles lol)  and obviously MOREMOREMOREMORE JUICY COUTURE + PINK STUFF (hou.mai.gawd). And wo xi huan zuo fei ji, though i'll get air sick . I velly weird but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broke ): I get depressed over any no marny issue ): Because when I got no marny = I don't get anything I want = Angry + Sad + Whine, and this is the time when anyone whom I talk to, dies, which is happenening right now, I mean now. For the past 2 days @ home, since I didn't have to take any papers, I'll use the com for the entire day, going to all sorts of blogshops + juicy + vs + ebay and more . And i'll be like ' So cheap! *adds into shopping cart / starts mailing the shop owner*)' without noticing the total i've to pay . My account is left with muthafucking 3 digits now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a day to be more than 24 hours damn it, that's one of the FEW things money can't buy ): But this, still, will not change my thought/thinking/mind/blah, that All I want needs money, and money is all I want. I'm making myself sound like some fucking despo shit who will spend boyfriend/husband's money, but I know for myself that I won't. I'll care about nothing else once I get what I want. HAHA this sounds abit rubbish, but nvm . For now, dinner + amath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is fucking dark now and I'm too lazy to turn on the light . Sister comes into the room saying,&lt;br /&gt;'HUIIIII! Where are you?'&lt;br /&gt;'What lah, here ! '&lt;br /&gt;'Are you running some underground work?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-5987824215691120868?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5987824215691120868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5987824215691120868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5987824215691120868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5987824215691120868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/mc-for-tuesday-wednesday-no-chem-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-8269218132090779526</id><published>2009-07-26T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:56:05.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCKING PISSED CB _l_&lt;br /&gt;I hate studying, I hate CAs, I hate school life ): I wanna go out nowwww ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate some THING that's trying very hard to attract all our attention by being a fakey for god knows what reason, copying someone next to IT, telling people bout ITS life as if ITS some fucking town kid, hanging out with some cool shit doing cool stuff, and thinks that thesuperawesomeme doesn't know what ITS doing behind my back. nabehcheebye, just fuck off and die (oo rhymes.)&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the so manymanymany reasons, why I have a 8cm long middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, the only interesting thing I did was cab down to bev's house to meet bev and anna . We went opposite with jonathan(?) for dinner where bev almost flipped the whole table and the container of utensils fell onto the ground, quite loudly HAAH . Minyen came later, then nigel and yifeng. Kurt and baby came later. Hang out somewhere around that area, then to the playground. Baby and kurt went to get booze i think . Then roysius and another girl came, here comes the funny part . HAHA, roysius looked damn familiar, then i asked nigel whether he was from norman tien. All of us kept 'OMGOMGOMG-ing' and we sort of became high for a moment . So yeah, we somehow met again after 3 years HAHA KEWLZXC . Daddy came to pick me @ 1+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis's super advance 21st birthday party last saturday. Before that, I had CIP in the morning which totally sucked because i didn't really bother and I only had one layer of coins . Walked around the whole sg aimless till like 1+ then came home with jo @ 6 . Ate like some bloody pig. Alan, weixian, blah, blah, huixian, jookiah, wanting, jeanie, her husband and their baby came into my room, with a dog . I was like !@#$% but I didn't want to be mean so I was telling the owner to not let it come near my bed . Who knows what diseases does the dog have :/ Bev, jaryl and nigel came after that, and I went out to the park . But bev left after awhile . Marco, minyen, noey and yeekiat cabbed here from cquay and they went into my house !@#$ omg, and my dad was like hi D: Auntie lay brought them out and up :D yay . S-ed and talked for awhile then they left after half an hour ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is revolving around me &amp;amp; it feels as if they're about to grab my brain anytime, especially at this point of time, when some copymiaomiao is pissing me off, totally. My quite new bio book is @ page 139, waiting for me to flip till 192 so I can close my book ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out alex has swiney . Someone sneeze me some swine, I wanna skip schoooool for 7 days then my next happy event will be hongky-tong :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8269218132090779526?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8269218132090779526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8269218132090779526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8269218132090779526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8269218132090779526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/fucking-pissed-cb-l-i-hate-studying-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1780228577889415685</id><published>2009-07-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:07:31.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On friday, I came home at 2 and went to serangoon to meet baby at 4pm :D Took a train to esplanade &amp;amp; then to marina for dinner @ waraku . Met bev and jaryl near esplanade at about 8 [: Walked around sg river while waiting for alex camden and noey . Bev and jaryl walked ahead of us and walked to raffles city mrt ): Damn far . Trained to farrer park cause they had jamming session , noey and alex went home after minyen, kurt, alex and jing(?) came . Walked to somewhere near mum's office . Didn't get the chance to hear kurt scream cause someone shy ah HAHA . He screamed only when me bev and my went down for sb wlao ): Left the place at 11.45pm . Bev and my cabbed home and jing drove me and marco to chinatown to meet my sisterrrrr :D Weixian and her brought us up to bar1 , she was fucking high and she even scream at me when i was directly in front of her, saying that chinatown people thought her that ? wwtf -.- Jiahong vomitted and he slept on the bench downstairs . Marco left at 1.30am then accompanied them till 3 then had macs . Went home @ like 4+5 ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 2 on saturday, went for tuition @ 2.30 . Chinatown to wait for sis after tuition . While waiting for jane, went to simei to pick elyn up then trained back to cityhall again ): Met jane at 7 then trained to ps for dinner @ swensens (: Minyen wanted to join us but didn't . Ate and talked till 9?! Met bev and minyen while elyn and jane left . Sat at the cafe outside till melanie, yuting and anna came HAHA . Sb-ed quite alot . Sis and weixian came to pick me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was supposed to be my study day , but sis woke me up @ 2 to ask whether I wanted to go wildwildwet with her, alan, jiahong, weixian and another guy . So okay , left home @ 3 then played till 7 . Had kfc cause I was dying of hunger -.- Went home at 9 and started on my homework and geog ppt ): omg there's amath ca tmr fuck . I'm gonna bathe now byebye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1780228577889415685?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1780228577889415685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1780228577889415685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1780228577889415685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1780228577889415685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-friday-i-came-home-at-2-and-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2443991909877207026</id><published>2009-07-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:41:16.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog tmr bye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2443991909877207026?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2443991909877207026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2443991909877207026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2443991909877207026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2443991909877207026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-tmr-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-8169211713087166020</id><published>2009-07-05T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:04:32.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SlDLsyE0V1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/8TvFuTsDl7s/s1600-h/I%27ll+call+you+later.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SlDLsyE0V1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/8TvFuTsDl7s/s320/I%27ll+call+you+later.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355003927160182610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See my boyfriend so cute HAHA . Okay, someone was angry me ah, then ah, don't want to talk to me ah . I'm conferencing with kurt and marco now , and baby doesn't want to talk to me fine ]: And then, he was listening to viva la vidaaaaa , then ... he changed the title &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much today, holiday tmr yay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;jomin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Okay you asked me alrdy hahaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELYN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Cannot tahan what, TELL ME ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athirah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; HHAHAHA SORRY LAH :/ i know everyone was quite irritated i think . I don't know why I so high ah ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;janefann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHA, maybe . Tell you smth on tuesday k , i don't care lah he look like shit .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh coooool, where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8169211713087166020?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8169211713087166020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8169211713087166020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8169211713087166020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8169211713087166020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/see-my-boyfriend-so-cute-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SlDLsyE0V1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/8TvFuTsDl7s/s72-c/I%27ll+call+you+later.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-8244121140457441220</id><published>2009-07-05T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:52:39.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of schooool _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with marco, kurt and alex after school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="pn_std"&gt; ♥&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="pn_std"&gt;030709&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, I was totally high for some reason ah . I talked so much &amp;amp; kept laughing @ almost everything .&lt;br /&gt;"You're higher than when you're on drugs" -Athirah HAHAHA (Y) My partner now, I think she can't stand me hahahaha ]:&lt;br /&gt;Went back to change, met marco @ serangoon at 3+ &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;  . Hmmmmmm, back home @ 7+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out at 6+ for dinner, suppose to shop ]: But took a bus to orchard with yp, went to supermarket and bought food HAHA . Walked to dbg and got home @ 10 . Sis came home with huixian and jookiah, then went out with them for supper @ chinatown :D Matthew came, followed by wanting, jeanie and hongwei . Saw alan with 2 of his friends omg . The rest went home after that, while sis and I stayed with alan . Fetch one of his friends home, then came home @ about 2am :D&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for chinese orals to be over omg ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8244121140457441220?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8244121140457441220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8244121140457441220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8244121140457441220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8244121140457441220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/07/wednesday-first-day-of-schooool-l.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1762843376553618153</id><published>2009-06-29T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:07:19.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DON'T HAVE SWINEY OKAAAAAY FUCK I DON'T HAVEEEEE ]: And I'm not going to school againnnn ]: Last year was the same, when I had hfmd, this is baaaad . I miss everyone k bye &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;janefann&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHA, okay [: see you on wednesday k, lots of things to tell eu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marco&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;HI TEDDY! I recovered alrdy, I think ]: I don't sound as manly as yesterday anymore hehehe . See you soon :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELYN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; HAHA WTH?! You can whack me during chinese k :D Let's see how it goes . Eh, you fucking used me k, slap eu ]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;HAHA, I have nothing to say ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1762843376553618153?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1762843376553618153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1762843376553618153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1762843376553618153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1762843376553618153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-have-swiney-okaaaaay-fuck-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-9111341649530858060</id><published>2009-06-28T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:21:04.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nua-ed @ home on thursday since training was cancelled last minute and I had nothing much to do, except for fetching my sis from the airport @ 8pm .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened on friday that I shan't elaborate, dinner with elyn @ tamp, saw shermaine with fann, met marco and kurt @ simei mrt on the way home . Went home @ 10+ and slept @ 6 for some reasons ^^ HAPPY .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition on a very happy saturday morning because I was super happy the previous night which made the whole weekend a happy one for MOI :D Cut + dye back hair,  sushi tei @ paragon with WHOLE family, shopping @ paragon &amp;amp; taka, I WANT THE GUCCI BAG OMGGGGG ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept till 4pm, and I kept waking up ever since 8am because of someone ah :D Good food @ night and I couldn't meet ___ . Sorry &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥ &lt;/b&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going skoooool tmr . Why? Because mrs chan called me to bring thermometer and travel declaration which is alrdy in my bag , then she commented and asked about my voice [ fyi I sound like a man, marco said I sound as if I was going to die okay fine ] So I said that I'm sick , and I told her last week that my sis was coming back from aussie, so she said 'Then you don't come school tmr ah' I happy okay, and i didn't tell her that my sis wasn't sick, so who cares lah I'm not going to school tmr that's that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LOOK @ THIS :  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ELYN          Alter ego. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Eh try smsing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie . says:&lt;br /&gt;*k&lt;br /&gt;ELYN          Alter ego. says:&lt;br /&gt;*Omg eeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;*why both __ &amp;amp; __ never reply me wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie . says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;*AAHHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;*SO YOU ASKED ME TO SMS YOU BECAUSE OF THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELYN          Alter ego. says:&lt;br /&gt;*I thought my phone got prob. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie . says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;*I AM SO GOING TO BLOG THIS&lt;br /&gt;*W/O THEIR NAMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELYN          Alter ego. says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;*YOU&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:60%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-9111341649530858060?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9111341649530858060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=9111341649530858060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9111341649530858060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/9111341649530858060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/nua-ed-home-on-thursday-since-training.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1809795226891112248</id><published>2009-06-24T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:16:32.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped tuition and training . Chinese project @ my house till 12am with paige and rachel, amanda and peihua went back earlier . Rachel slept over because she was too lazy to go home -.- KEEP TOUCHING MY THINGS FOR NO FUCKING REASONS _l_ tsk . Sleep so early somemore . I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY &lt;/span&gt;post the videos , if I feeel lyke .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 10 wow, wash up, make up, woke rachel up _l_ I am not gonna let you sleep with me again rachel tsk, keep stealing my blanket one leh fuck ]: wasted choco cake toooooo, sucker . Okay, went for chinese tuition ]: ern wei, amanda, and some other guys were there . Mr cute came much later . Went home &amp;amp; slept till 5 . Did homework [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev came over @ 11pm . High-ed in my room -.- Marco, kurt and kirk walked from serangoon mrt but I think kirk went home cause he stink, something like that . Went out to the park to chilll, s-ed skl cherry [: then minyen &amp;amp; weimin came shortly after . Bev screamed cause a moniter lizard touched her feet . Stoned for awhile, drank coke only ^^ Kurt came over and started talking about how marco pronounced 'POSB' as 'POR-SB' AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA . @ about 2.30am, minyen shouted ' Eh police car! ' wtf, at first I thought she was lying . Got screened ]: gave name and ic only phew . Minyen asked, ' You all copy particulars for what one ' Then the police was like ' To tell your parents ' Cb, all of us jitao 'HUH?!' I jump sia wtf -.- Went back in @ 3+, wanted to go out again for macs ]: but no more fries, so slept .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 10, tuition with ernwei and amanda again + guys . Went to mrs tan's place, only kylee and bryan were there . Kylee and I laughed @ bryan's compre haha . I only had to redo 1 letter ^^ hairpie . Hironobu Wee Yu Xin just blocked me in msn cause I fucking pointed a middle finger @ him fine .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is coming back tmrrrrrrr, omgomg . And I'm going for training tmr I swear .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1809795226891112248?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1809795226891112248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1809795226891112248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1809795226891112248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1809795226891112248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-skipped-tuition-and-training.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3334824367632050929</id><published>2009-06-22T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:23:01.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back since saturday [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrelled with mummy in the morning and she didn't let me go tioman, but i just left home _l_&lt;br /&gt;met noey and yk @ bev's workplace after mrs tan @ 6 -.- Didn't know they were there . Went back to sleep and went back to amk hub @ 9+ . Waited till the guyzzz came - Kurt, noey, marco, nigel . Waited for bev and minyen then went to sb at the overhead bridge . Took a bus back to bev's place . Noey, yk and marco went off to take mrt, then marco changed his mind and decided to take a bus with us . So he had to run to the next bus stop, since our bus just left . Ran like kangaroo ah, HAHA laughed like shit . Reached @ about 12 then 4 of us went for supper @ 2 + sb :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tioman&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dived @ sea on the first day . I saw like 4321830 things inside - glass bottles, plasters, fishes, sea urchins(EVERYWHERE and the length of their 'thorns' is longer than the length of an A4 size paper?!), corals, sea cucumbers,  star fish, slimy shit etc. wow O.O&lt;br /&gt;Freaked out cause my ears were damn painful (cause of the pressure duh) , and I could only equalise my right ear and not the left ]: My face was like burning cause of the salty shit water, and my mouth was damn tired, and my bpc was damn loose and kept sliding of my shoulder, so, i could feel the weight of the oxygen tank ]: 20kg, by right I shouldn't feel it lah . Okay whatever, nice experience ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to elaborate on the rest of the days .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev's coming over tmr yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3334824367632050929?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3334824367632050929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3334824367632050929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3334824367632050929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3334824367632050929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-since-saturday-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-2590203103720615059</id><published>2009-06-17T02:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:43:25.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some fucker was suppose to call me @ 10 to go out with vic, but didn't tsk! So I slept till 5 D: Studied and finally started on some work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably meeting marco @ 6+ after going to Mrs tan's place, and noey may be meeting us and from there, we'll be meeting i think kurt and alex . Then fetch bev and minyen from work @ 1030pm . If nigel's not home @ 2pm, then this plan will change -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow and thursday . Tioman! &amp;amp; scubascubascuba &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-2590203103720615059?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2590203103720615059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=2590203103720615059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2590203103720615059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/2590203103720615059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/slept-till-5-d-studied-and-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3272040322981369924</id><published>2009-06-15T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:17:19.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, I went for training after skipping it for weeks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to kembangan @ 8pm and met up with yeekiat and minyen . Chilled with nigel, marco, kert, and another guy . Bev came after that [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King, s, techno, fight, ran on pebbles _l_ , sweat, found out something kewl .&lt;br /&gt;Left the place @ 10+ and reached home @ 11 . For once, mummy didn't nag @ me for staying out late almost everyday wow ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 june 2008 &lt;br /&gt;Love you baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3272040322981369924?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3272040322981369924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3272040322981369924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3272040322981369924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3272040322981369924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-i-went-for-training-after.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-1989960599762359754</id><published>2009-06-14T00:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:23:14.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suppose to go town with jane and elyn and alden on friday . Plans cancelled because of alden tsk &amp;amp; I didn't really feel like going out too . So when yp woke up, she wanted me to go to the museum with her -.- Went to bishan to return books, had mos then mrt-ed to dbg then walked to the museum . The colour of the photos damn sucky cause of the damn poor lighting and I'm not suppose to use flash so ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPdU9Sx9pI/AAAAAAAAAZU/r_LulYLVsjc/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPdU9Sx9pI/AAAAAAAAAZU/r_LulYLVsjc/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346860534739367570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPdUmKdiaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8mXBXfgGiR4/s1600-h/DSC_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPdUmKdiaI/AAAAAAAAAZM/8mXBXfgGiR4/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346860528530459042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPdUXlLSnI/AAAAAAAAAZE/gGl95-y97to/s1600-h/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa4JcVAdI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8KOqRgUNBvM/s320/DSC_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346857840761176530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa3yIdOAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pC1TK1vDSFI/s1600-h/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa3yIdOAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pC1TK1vDSFI/s320/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346857834503813122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa3gkRR0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/lK3t9u4hUXk/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa3gkRR0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/lK3t9u4hUXk/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346857829788632898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa3i2k4xI/AAAAAAAAAYM/K0Ln0k7lvx4/s1600-h/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPa3i2k4xI/AAAAAAAAAYM/K0Ln0k7lvx4/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346857830402286354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yp walked to suntec while I took a bus -.- Met bev and minyen there &amp;amp; went for the pc show ^^ All of them were looking out for hot and cute promoters HAHA wtf, I was the only calm one ^^ Bought camera, a PINK photo printer yay &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt; Had dinner @ crystal jade . Bev and nigel came over my house to stay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for supper @ 1 then went to 7-11 to get drinks ^^ Sat at the playground to talk &amp;amp; drink . My sister lousy drinker wtf hehehe . Slept at 5am [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 1+ today . Left house @ 4 and headed to amk hub . Marco, minyen, kurt and his friend came to meet us . Nigel went to the arcade and we all went downstairs, s and slacked . Had dessert @ this shop and bev &amp;amp; minyen found jobs . Marco was fucking funny . He kept taking spoons because he has lip infection and he can't reuse the spoon HAHA . Went back @ 7 for dinner &amp;amp; cancelled our plan to shop @ vivo . Damn tired, I want to sleeeeeeep ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going tioman with bev, minyen, nigel, sly and maybe noey ^^ Confirmed :D Can't wait ahhh . ScubaScubaScubaScubaScuba &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-1989960599762359754?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1989960599762359754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=1989960599762359754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1989960599762359754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/1989960599762359754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/suppose-to-go-town-with-jane-and-elyn.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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/_IRzBAymH61A/SjPdU9Sx9pI/AAAAAAAAAZU/r_LulYLVsjc/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1816669401557920613.post-8208658955439257160</id><published>2009-06-11T20:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:49:39.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hair's red now -_- okay fuck i think it may fucking fade ]: The bartley mrt officer keeps looking @ me whenever i go there -.- okay w/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to find bev &amp;amp; minyen @ fep @ 7pm yesterday and andrew was with them D: Bev went to pierce her ears at wisma then we took a bus down to meridian to find fatty sean, s-ed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed to bedok to find kurt and alex to celebrate alex's birthday . Bev did her bio workbook _l_ then the rest of us started of with studying the periodic table .. To creating our own table ..&lt;br /&gt;Br = Bev retard&lt;br /&gt;Ap = Alex pole&lt;br /&gt;Sb = Sophie's braces&lt;br /&gt;Kct = Kurt's cow tits&lt;br /&gt;Myc = Min yen's ___ (can't remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA . We kept making fun of kurt cause he was black and it was damn dark, and he kept running around . ' Eh, cannot see kurt anymore ' HAHAHA . Alex became high after 2 cups and he started moshing on his own -.- Yeekiat, noey and nigel came . Bev, my and alex went to 7-11 to buy drinks and mixer, so stayed with the rest &amp;amp; noey kept imitating my voice, tsk ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed till 11,30pm then nigel piggybacked me out to flag for cab and I was screaming like shit -.- Went to bev's house, washed up , used com ]: then went out @ 2+ to eat . Met noey and another guy , then went back @ 4am+ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 1, went to kallang, went back then came home . I am gonna die man ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for bev to confirm the ferry tickets for tmr ]: if not I can't go scuba ]: Noey couldn't go last minute, so if there are tickets, it'll only be me, bev, my, nigel and sylvester D:&lt;br /&gt;Who cares, it's better than staying home and I fucking hell have no money nao ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-8208658955439257160?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8208658955439257160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=8208658955439257160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8208658955439257160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/8208658955439257160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-hairs-red-now-okay-fuck-i-think-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-7604839450227017666</id><published>2009-06-07T23:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:10:14.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from tioman :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived @ the resort @ about 3 . Went up to the mountains to get soaked then trekked over another mountain to another beach . Uncle francis called for a speed boat to bring us back cause noone wanted to walk .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried scuba diving with bev &amp;amp; min yen :D Washed up @ 6 then had dinner . Guys joined us . Used com for awhile then went back @ 9 . All of us slept and we intended to wake up at 11.45pm to join the guys for s &amp;amp; drink, but noone did ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 8+ for buffet breakfast then used com for awhile . Went back to change then took a speedboat to some place to snorkel and had lunch . Reached the resort @ 2+ while the guys went fishing -.- Bathed and slept till 6, had dinner, used com then went to the shore to s with bev &amp;amp; minyen . Found the guys &amp;amp; chilled .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around with them, then sang @ ktv . Dranked and andrew puked after that , lol . Went back to our rooms first, with jie huan and andrew cause sean's mum had some fucking problem with him . She kept watching us from her room because she didn't want all of us to be in a room _l_ We ended up climbing into their room through the windows . Lied on the bed, then bev &amp;amp; I started complaining about having cum and saliva on their bed HAHAHAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us went for sb in the toilet &amp;amp; I couldn't breathe properly because apparently the whole toilet was flooded with smoke -.- Back into the room, filled the WHOLE FUCKING JAR WITH BEER AND i think black label and all of us had to finish all of it before we sleep -.- So we played something of death , I've never and King . I kept drinking at first -.- because we weren't suppose to say any vulgarities or call names or point or say any words related to 'drink' , and I was like fuckfuckfuck -.- which means I had to drink 3 mouthful those type of thing, yeah . Sean kept giving jie huan red cards which means he had to drink too HAHA . Then played 'I've never' Sean drank the most -.- horny bstd eww fatty . Then played King, all not sporteh like me, not fun ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guyz wanted to come over to our room, so we moved &amp;amp; continued with king, sean kept forcing andrew and minyen do stuff HAHA, then I think I was abit high then I think I lied down on jie huan _l_ he lied on my pillow k . Talked for awhile then the guyz went back at around 5 . Knocked out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 7+, went for breakfast, checked out @ 10 and waited for the ferry at the jetty . Arrived @ about 1, saw samantha seng D: Collected the car, had lunch, bought some stuff, slept all the way till we reached sg ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up in fb soon [:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to tioman on friday for a scuba diving course with minyen and maybe bev, nigel and sylvester :D yay . Then I'll be a certified diver ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's at vaunt IV ]: and I'm dying at home fuck _l_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7604839450227017666?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7604839450227017666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7604839450227017666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7604839450227017666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7604839450227017666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-tioman-d-day-one-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-5898948606843364046</id><published>2009-06-04T17:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:02:16.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was super hai yesterday , but not now ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum just called to tell me that my chinese tuition teacher called her because i didn't go for lesson today and i didn't pay fees wtf _l_ and I have to go back from 22-26 for oral lessons . Fuckfuckfuckyou _l_ Another week of my holidays, I want to dai ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving in 12 hours time :D &amp;amp; bev and min yen's coming over @ 10pm to stayover . We'll wash the toilet with johnson baby again , HAHA inside joke . Oh yes, talking about leaving sg, my fucking taipei trip may be cancelled cause mumsie doesn't want to have swiney or whatever . She says that the spread of that damn disease usually occurs in the aeroplane, so yeah, postponed to september _l_ which is in another 4 months time, and my hk trip another 3 months yay &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);" class="pn_std"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Juicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Couture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't waaaaait ah . I am going to have prata (FATS) for supper with bev and minyen @ thomson &amp;amp; maybe meet hiro and his friends there or something . He fucking hell didn't tell me that he's leaving for japan on monday and I'm coming back on that day , which means I won't get to talk to him until he comes back , wow sucka (See this hironobu wee :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get out of the damn house @ 6pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/edited : okeh, it's 6pm nao, bai &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" class="pn_std"&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/1816669401557920613-5898948606843364046?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5898948606843364046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=5898948606843364046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5898948606843364046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/5898948606843364046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-super-hai-yesterday-but-not-now.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-7494705102438072338</id><published>2009-06-04T00:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:35:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very hairpie tuhdae because my mum hasn't seen my progress report &amp;amp; luckily my daddy hasn't talk about it since juz nao :D [ I just dumped it behind my printer&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; ;)  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hairpie tuhdae because I webcam-ed my sister and talked to her about her FATTYBOMBOM butttttt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RICH&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raises eyebrow&lt;/span&gt;- admirer, HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hairpie tuhdae because my dad is funny &amp;amp; lame TODAY [ rare k ] , but he keeps stealing from all 3 boxes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; orange eclipse that i went all the way to vivo's candy empire to buy yesterday ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hairpie tuhdae because i had fun @ Mrs tan's tuition . -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cherrycherryboomboom&lt;/span&gt;- AHHAHAHA *inside joke* ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hairpie tuhdae because bev &amp;amp; minyen both, are most prolly going to tioman with moi [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hairpie tuhdae because I went to bishan just now, and borrowed a book for the trip and bought oreo ice blended [ Ahhhhh&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very hairpie tuhdae because my sister finished her exams today &amp;amp; I finally get to talk to her and do something with her . But not very, because she happily whacked me just now because I ordered her to include ' NEVER WHACK MY SISTER ' in her list of rules &amp;amp; regulations (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;janefann&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;hiiiii , CUTE AH ^^ Tpc was nothing, my daddy like dao only D: How's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athirah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My daddy very lame, I want to punch him ]: the '100' on the paper is really very eye-catching ]: Its like the only one with 4 digits straight &amp;amp; the number  with the most zeros, on the paper . &amp;amp; then those laozeeeee people [ like me duh] die when their papamama sees it ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiahui&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Haha, everyone will see it . The scholar with that 100 marks will have 2 100s on her paper ]: Plus an A1 at the side . I will never get that, you have abit of chance ah ]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomooki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;eh hi you stalk me AH ]: YOU OBVIOUSLY WERE . Make me laugh only  HAHAHAHA .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-7494705102438072338?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7494705102438072338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=7494705102438072338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7494705102438072338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/7494705102438072338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-very-hairpie-tuhdae-because-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-6724998359001716858</id><published>2009-06-03T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:30:58.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>]:</title><content type='html'>i dunch lyke mah hair colour ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna redo cause the streak sort of faded to i think purplish blue, ew . I want blue, and only blue ]:&lt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane came to mah house &amp;amp; she waited for moi to prepare . Cabbed to bishan and mrted to yishun @ 1 yesterday and left the salon @ about 4 &amp;amp; went to vivo . Bought movie ticks and went to hbf centre's sakae ^^ Movie @ 6 and went home @ about 9 . Slept @ about 4 ]:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @ 12 today for tpc ]: omg . Mr tan and my dad's conversation were like 2-3 sentences each ?! Collected progress report and left, my dad can't be bothered to talk lah . He just stoned, then glanced .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: ' Aiyo, look at your amath -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;points at the 28.9&lt;/span&gt;- '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bwg&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: 'And your higher chinese also, look at the highest mark '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ' Eh daddy, you know my school got cheena scholars anot?! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was thinking why the scholars can get FULL MARKS, see this, FULL 100 MARKS for amath, but not for higher chinese? Wierd eh . Even the lowest for amath is 0, scholars can score a fucking full marks for amath _l_ gndp .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reads teacher's remarks-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: 'Likable ah you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet Mrs ang cause i failed amath BADLY , but my dad lied that he had something on and had to rush off . He can't be bothered, seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 last term : 29&lt;br /&gt;L1R5 this term : 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistent, no? ^^&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;bad ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-6724998359001716858?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6724998359001716858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=6724998359001716858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6724998359001716858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/6724998359001716858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=']:'/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-420678876848527852</id><published>2009-06-01T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:43:48.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't go out yesterday D: Lazy&lt;br /&gt;Slept and watched tv throughout, had good food @ night though ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was suppose to meet some shithole in the afternoon? but i was too lazy -.- so slept till 3 , prepared &amp;amp; went for tuition, hehehe &lt;3 . Was late, found out that bikini wasn't going _l_ so i sat with ernwei . Bryan &amp;amp; gerald were there though ^^ keith and danica too :D Copied the whole compo . Suppose to meet sam &amp;amp; ahdi after that, but plans cancelled yay ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished packing my room and now I'm googling for the hair colour &lt;3 YAY . Jane's coming over @ around 11, i will most prolly be in bed still D: I can't wait for tmr, ahhhhhhhhhh .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-420678876848527852?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/420678876848527852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=420678876848527852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/420678876848527852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/420678876848527852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/06/didnt-go-out-yesterday-d-lazy-slept-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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-1816669401557920613.post-3722069102092621325</id><published>2009-05-30T22:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:10:02.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bev and min yen just left &amp;amp; i shall talk about yest and today ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest, bev woke me up at like 2 then rushed to pp . While preparing, fell &amp;amp; cut myself -_-&lt;br /&gt;Min yen and bev were desperately looking for jobs, and then marco, kert &amp;amp; alex came&lt;br /&gt;Tried pastamania then while they were having their interview, i saw someone familiar behind me but didn't know who was he until bev came &amp;amp; called ' weijie! ' he actually recognise me ^^ kewl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to get bubble tea, then slacked while they went tuh smoke .&lt;br /&gt;Then roxy square, they want to get vodka for tonight &amp;amp; s again -.- saw samantha  omg D:&lt;br /&gt;Bused to bev's house to meet anna, paintednailsblahandgirlssstuff had dinner then nigel came home changed and went out to meet marco &amp;amp; kert again.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to park connector and nigel cycled bev there wlao T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked, taptap-ed, drank, s-ed &amp;amp; alex came&lt;br /&gt;Nigel cycled me to shell to get food, drinks and cups LOL but we couldn't buy cards -.- so when we got back kert had to walk there to buy it .&lt;br /&gt;Played king, and i hugged alex -.- kissed anna, marco, bev on dha lips k _l_&lt;br /&gt;I SO SPORTEH LOL&lt;br /&gt;Alex was freaky, noey came &amp;amp; then tomooki . Anna, min yen and alex went home .&lt;br /&gt;Shall not elaborate what happened there.&lt;br /&gt;Noey fought with me to ride on the bike wahlao ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back cause i had something to do on the com . The rest stayed outside @ the alley, smoking and drinking . Joined them after I was done then s-ed . Continued with king, and noey licked kert's tits HAHAHAHA, laughed like shit ah .&lt;br /&gt;Kissed nigel, bev &amp;amp; tomooki kissed me D: Tomooki drank and he was drunk &amp;amp; kept talking nonsense HAHA . Vicky or is it Vicki -.- came .Went back in at 2plus and auntie lay invited them in cause kert's father passed away and he was sad -winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed then joined them &amp;amp; i almost step on tomooki cause he was sleeping on the floor directly in front of the door?!I kept lying on nigel on the bed when he was sleeping &amp;amp; i was damn tired k . All of them were like watching some cannibal shit and listening to some metal band -.- Bev and I were trying damn hard to sleep, but so noisy . Marco kept hitting my head to prevent me from sleeping ]: wtf . And they even wanted to whack my wound ]: wlao&lt;br /&gt;They left at about 4+ then we all went tuh SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;Funfunfun &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home @ 12 and slept awhile . Met bev &amp;amp; minyen  at cheenatown @ 6 . Came to my house to talk, gossip &amp;amp; s . Suppose to meet yk &amp;amp; gang but i was too tired and lazy and it was late, so i stayed home yay ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;JANE IS GONNA DYE HAIR WITH ME TMR, OR IS IT TUESDAY?! YAY (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping tmr :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1816669401557920613-3722069102092621325?l=ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3722069102092621325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1816669401557920613&amp;postID=3722069102092621325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3722069102092621325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1816669401557920613/posts/default/3722069102092621325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ahandfulof-memories.blogspot.com/2009/05/bev-and-min-yen-just-left-i-shall-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>SOPHIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12048434269459378310</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>
