<?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-7438918579864514703</id><updated>2011-07-31T12:59:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booo!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-6214862640696465467</id><published>2009-09-28T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:40:34.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SsCENPuISRI/AAAAAAAAATU/Qb4kBZXv9yc/s1600-h/izuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386450517428291858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SsCENPuISRI/AAAAAAAAATU/Qb4kBZXv9yc/s320/izuan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my hero. my love.(:&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/7438918579864514703-6214862640696465467?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6214862640696465467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6214862640696465467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6214862640696465467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6214862640696465467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SsCENPuISRI/AAAAAAAAATU/Qb4kBZXv9yc/s72-c/izuan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-6217871575034252193</id><published>2009-09-25T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:22:41.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the O's are drawing near. i mean, really near.&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intensive revision. night study. homework. intensive. night study. homework.&lt;br /&gt;and the cycle doesnt stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, it's havoc. my parents still havent employed a new maid. reason? "THE HOUSE ISNT CLEAN." woaaaaaah laos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. idk why he looks like that you-know-who.&lt;br /&gt;dont teraserr horhhhs. i dont wish for him back.&lt;br /&gt;he just looks like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; alright. im off. i'll continue later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6217871575034252193?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6217871575034252193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6217871575034252193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6217871575034252193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6217871575034252193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-are-drawing-near.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-7493621854778630454</id><published>2009-09-11T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:33:39.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;one. the hero. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7438918579864514703-7493621854778630454?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7493621854778630454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7493621854778630454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7493621854778630454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7493621854778630454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/09/one.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-99471242015801275</id><published>2009-09-04T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:55:12.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>50 ++ days to go.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to mug like crazy. and increase my brain capacity.i wish there's a reboot button for my brain. i'd be able to absorb everything easily. but wait, if i do that; i wont have memories. that sucks.okay, i admit. there are some things that i just dont wish to remember but i keep thinking about it - how i wish they can be deleted. but hey, there're pros as well. very very sweeeeet memories you know. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im finally appreciating the little things in life. i mean, yeaaaah. life can be a drag. but hey, at least i still have my moments. moments, as in, life candid moments. that sort. i appreciate the people around me. i love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. you cant possibly control life fully. or as the saying goes, "let nature takes its course." so we humans can never take a break from this rollercoaster ride. we make mistakes and learn from it. we spread the joy and happiness around if we feel like we need to. it's stupid not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and love? well, i'll just let it take the back seat for now.&lt;br /&gt;who knew one guy can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after one and half years of not contacting, we finally talked. and i cant lie, the feelings just came flooding back. your voice; the way we turned every inch of the conversation into a fight; your laugh - the list goes on. i know, i've hurt you. and you've hurt me. but do i have to wait for another year and a half to see and hear from you again? you're my motivator. you can be seriously evil, bt thats charming. you still nickname me that short green thing with wrinkles. i still call you mouthwash. you know you cant live up to your promises sometimes. bt you never forget to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please. dont leave again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaaay, im done.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dzul, i dont care laaaa. you know that i know that you're busy. so heck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-99471242015801275?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/99471242015801275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=99471242015801275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/99471242015801275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/99471242015801275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/09/50-days-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3609823810369842181</id><published>2009-08-18T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:11:28.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oral. i didnt screw it up. wheeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna think too much about what i said cos, like what vivian said - it's over and done with. what happened in the waiting room was quite memorable though. mr chye checked my temp with the forehead thingy (forgive me cos my vocab hasnt expanded tht much; probably due to the H1N1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screens*&lt;br /&gt;mr chye: eh, why you so hot sia?&lt;br /&gt;me: *stares* huhh? serious?&lt;br /&gt;mr chye: ya. 37.9!&lt;br /&gt;me: bt my hands are freezing le. *grabs nisha's arm*&lt;br /&gt;nisha: *eyes widen*&lt;br /&gt;mr chye: *screens himself* seee! i very cool one.. 36.4..&lt;br /&gt;*screens nisha*&lt;br /&gt;mr chye: eh why you so hot also aaah??&lt;br /&gt;nisha: ehk? really? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;mr chye: yaaaa. *screens himself again* eh seee. i tell you people alrdy, im very cool.&lt;br /&gt;*screens nisha and i again* you both better take your temp with your thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was jst so amused. dont ask me why or which part. bt yeah. i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i need to mug now.&lt;br /&gt;and finish tutor's homework before he comes here tmrw night.&lt;br /&gt;im not looking forward to tht. cos a. he's gonna be random. b. he's gonna sing tht NDP theme song. c. he's gonna rub it in. my carelessness, i mean. grrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3609823810369842181?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3609823810369842181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3609823810369842181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3609823810369842181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3609823810369842181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/08/oral.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4073828209104871720</id><published>2009-08-17T18:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:13:46.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>birthday treaaaaat. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sok4im2PzMI/AAAAAAAAATM/PYSEStf4-XU/s1600-h/Picture+335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370886197810810050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sok4im2PzMI/AAAAAAAAATM/PYSEStf4-XU/s320/Picture+335.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sok4hfzQtLI/AAAAAAAAATE/dIgsrEqjhgo/s1600-h/Picture+348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370886178739369138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sok4hfzQtLI/AAAAAAAAATE/dIgsrEqjhgo/s320/Picture+348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370886160256742194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sok4ga8qMzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Kb_S8c1C7PI/s320/Picture+315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370879244306295026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SokyN3BlKPI/AAAAAAAAASc/1FVkUfQPnCY/s320/Picture+168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first. i wanna thank all those who REMEMBERED my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlike that someone.. *coughs loudly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junquan. Shamil. Fad. Fareez. Xiuxing. vivian. Khai. Luqman. Iskandar. Muhd Ariff. Ralph. Larhvin. that guy with the guitar. Marion. Muhd cuzz. Loshene. Darren. Harshini. Khuza. Nabil. Limin. Veron. Syrone. Vignesh. Zhouqi. Nur Ariff. Nuramira. Yoke kee. Adie. Rongjie. Airena. Naufal. Mr Fauzi. Arif cuzz. Lewis. Sheada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. did i miss anyone? if i did, apologies.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh yaaaaaaaa. i love my P-R-E-S-E-N-T-S ! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;especially his. though he woke me up at two in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you laaa ehh. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but pssssst. you still owe me like 20 more songs. HAHAHAHAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear brother bought me a graphic tee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very cheeky design. and it's orange. WHEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay laa. i blogg too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeaaaaaaah. I HAVE ENGLISH ORAL TMRW. omg.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7438918579864514703-4073828209104871720?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4073828209104871720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4073828209104871720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4073828209104871720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4073828209104871720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-treaaaaat.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/Sok4im2PzMI/AAAAAAAAATM/PYSEStf4-XU/s72-c/Picture+335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-206207235653812205</id><published>2009-08-03T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:45:02.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im thankful. for having caring classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the hugs.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for singing Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the non-stop lectures and motivation.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for trying to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;harshini. benjamin. syrone. marion. vinnie. vivian. liping. xiuxing. kaiyuen. zhou qi.  &lt;br /&gt;i love you people. x 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im sick. ohh GREAAAAAAT.nvm.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to survive. for the O's.&lt;br /&gt;and the life after im done with this great (irritating) obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"things happen for a reason."&lt;br /&gt;i believe. and thank you guys for believing in me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-206207235653812205?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/206207235653812205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=206207235653812205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/206207235653812205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/206207235653812205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-thankful.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1864870126705523469</id><published>2009-07-07T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:13:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if a wandering, lifeless soul out there hates my blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can you just kindly dont fucking view it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if a low-life imbecile has a problem with my dressing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;who ask you to be the fucking judge of the way i look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if a dolt calls me a 'minah' and then says tht she knws im not one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're the minah here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if one with a feeble mind that only has a brain the size of a pinhead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;asks me to look out if i dont change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;how the fuck do you know i haven't changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if a nitwit knows the difference between an assumption and a theoritical hypothesis that could be proven factual with the presence of logical evidences,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;surely you wouldn't just hate-tag my blog with a fucking comment like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've had it.&lt;br /&gt;hate me for all i care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you think you're ms everyone-loves-me-nobody-hates-me, whats your point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh wait, you're such a saint huhs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;over my bloody guts luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;and dont you dare say i need to change. i alrdy have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you think THREATENING this kido to change would make you feel better, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;so what if im still a kido? are you filled with maturity to the brim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh please laaa. if you are, you wont be doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im out. say whatever you wanna say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i jst dont bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1864870126705523469?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1864870126705523469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1864870126705523469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1864870126705523469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1864870126705523469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-wandering-lifeless-soul-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4004154825678190038</id><published>2009-06-29T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:45:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lies. lies. lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE UNDERSTATMENT OF THE DECADE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but hey, i still love you. NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4004154825678190038?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4004154825678190038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4004154825678190038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4004154825678190038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4004154825678190038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/06/lies.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-5359919784178169394</id><published>2009-06-25T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:18:47.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehh. sorry uhh. haven't been updating. and i have no reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;there was this bdae party. where i got trashed in wii archery; like literally. played wii dragonball and idk what else. then we jammed with guitarhero - headbanging to songs like Eye of The Tiger, Wonderwall and Misery Business. we played almost all the songs and we nver got tired cos we'd change at least a member of the 'band' after every song. chaotic it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht we went to see the fireworks show which was the finale of the Singapore Arts Festival '09. it was great fun, especially when you're stuck with two hyper 20-year-olds. my brother and his bestie just couldnt seem to.. erm.. hold themselves together. you knw what i mean. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blaah. a lot of things happened the next few days and i cant blog about all of them right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaa. dzul went to malaysia. and he's coming home today i think. i miss that tiang lampuu x3.&lt;br /&gt;he never fails to irritate me or 'read my mind'. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im off. for now.&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5359919784178169394?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5359919784178169394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5359919784178169394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5359919784178169394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5359919784178169394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/06/hehh.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8886916019693931957</id><published>2009-05-29T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:19:22.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O'level Mother Tongue. 1st June 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready? err, no. gaaah.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont like where im gonna be seated. too front luhh!&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sunday. my parents wanna balik kampung.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna follow! i wanna follow! but my mum said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You cant follow.. if you kena quarantined how.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go go go! grrr. guess i'll have to wait until my major exams are over to visit my grandparents. soooo looooong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. she also reminded me about my birthday. out of all things. and im not looking forward to it this year cos:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) when my birthday comes; the O's are just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;b) it's always the day people will not layan me cos they'd be too engrossed in the fireworks display at marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;c) something bad always happen a week or two before my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;d) im just not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet sixteen? haaa. yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"..I messed up, i'll be running now and the rain is just washing you out of my hair.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- it seems so clear that im over you now. i know i've wasted my time on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8886916019693931957?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8886916019693931957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8886916019693931957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8886916019693931957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8886916019693931957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/05/olevel-mother-tongue.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3910791434839612187</id><published>2009-05-25T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:30:28.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke my promise. haaaa.&lt;br /&gt;and sorry about that(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw. mass run. intensive MT. battle of the bands. addmaths/emaths. O'level physics SPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. intensive MT. and tht amazing race thingy. until 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday. mass run. intensive MT. and idk wht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. intensive MT. Parent-Teacher-Conference. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my dad to come. bt he couldnt take leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so it's gonna be my mom again. endure, natt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. my brother fell down on his board thingy ytdd.&lt;br /&gt;he had to go to the ER. cos the doctor at the clinic said he couldnt stitch it cos it was too deep or something. at the hospital, they glued the wound. now he's having difficulty opening his left eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND SHEADA. I HAVE MANY2 THINGS TO TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;SO YOU BETTER HAVE TIME FOR ME. no, actually..&lt;br /&gt;MANYMANYMANYMANY THINGS. :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3910791434839612187?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3910791434839612187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3910791434839612187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3910791434839612187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3910791434839612187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-broke-my-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2047120732540964502</id><published>2009-05-16T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:56:59.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PnRpl1I/AAAAAAAAASU/qHIVyCqlWrM/s1600-h/Photoo0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336404087349548882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PnRpl1I/AAAAAAAAASU/qHIVyCqlWrM/s320/Photoo0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PRIN6BI/AAAAAAAAASM/4JUIjhZKQeA/s1600-h/Photoo0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336404081404405778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PRIN6BI/AAAAAAAAASM/4JUIjhZKQeA/s320/Photoo0126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PRoKGCI/AAAAAAAAASE/rSIkQ39ye68/s1600-h/Photoo0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336404081538373666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PRoKGCI/AAAAAAAAASE/rSIkQ39ye68/s320/Photoo0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry. im too bored. i have to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for Boys Over Flowers to start. gaaaah. most of my friends are out. so yeahh, no crappuu frapuu. even princess/batman/wolverine is out. =.= besides just mourning over the oh-so boring day, i extended my wishlist(more like the i-really-really-want list). oh, and we fetched mom from her work site- the upcoming ITE College West. it's damn big. she made us wait for idk how long. my lil sister and i just started taking picts cos we were super super bored. then my lil sister asked my dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"papa, mama keje aper?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- direct translation; dad, what does mom do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my dad replied;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"mama nyer keje senang jer.. macam korang draw draw gituu.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- direct translation; her work is easy.. like how you guys draw2 like tht..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to laugh. and sneer. unintentionally of course!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my dad. i've been spending more and more time with him. just the other night, he was walking down memory lane; talking about his past girlfriends who were all chinese. my mom was like his first malay gf. yes, i know. weird. we talked about loads of other stuff but i cant remember tht well. hahaa. hey, some things just overshadow the others. FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about MYE. i'll wait for the last paper. and summarise everything. see, technically im not breaking my promise. heee. okay, so far, the papers have been more of repetitive attempts to kill me rather than to make me twirl around in the rain, singing my heart out. oh yes. it's tht bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright i'll stop now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and hey dude, your smile is perfect just the way it is. im attracted to it, why shouldnt you be?(:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&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/7438918579864514703-2047120732540964502?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2047120732540964502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2047120732540964502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2047120732540964502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2047120732540964502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/Sg63PnRpl1I/AAAAAAAAASU/qHIVyCqlWrM/s72-c/Photoo0122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-2924511057896150141</id><published>2009-05-03T09:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T09:58:34.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pressure is wayy up.&lt;br /&gt;but despite all the havoc, i have to admit;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i have someone who listens.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i cn quarrel with someone about the EPL-&lt;br /&gt;imagine a Man U fan vs a Liverpool fan.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i cn listen to someone sing and play the guitar. if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i miss someone; and he misses me too.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht some people treat me differently.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht (almost) everyone is moving on; -&lt;br /&gt;taking a step forward, slowly.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i have a really lazy, irritating but loving brother.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht someone bothers to send good morning messages.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht my dad still gives me hugs whenever i need them.&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht someone knows when to not make me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact tht i have them. ♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this is my last post.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post right after mid-year.&lt;br /&gt;promise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so have to score for MYE.&lt;br /&gt;top 20 in the whole cohort again please.&lt;br /&gt;as long as malay and pure chem dont pull my overall grade down;&lt;br /&gt;im happy.&lt;br /&gt;cos architecture; here i come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2924511057896150141?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2924511057896150141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2924511057896150141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2924511057896150141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2924511057896150141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/05/pressure-is-wayy-up.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-592102971831010495</id><published>2009-05-01T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:09:50.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AA v.s. The Wicked Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told ya im gonna blog about it. xP&lt;br /&gt;and no uhh, AA isnt someone's initials or whatsoever. it's a nick the wicked princess gave me. Addictive Angel. hahaa. andd this princess is sooooo fickle-minded, i tell you. ask this, he answers it himself. he also has a reason for everything - so-called theoretical explainations of his. im feeling H-A-P-P-Y because of the wicked princess today :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday. was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;no more yldp. hamizah and i were like planning the day before what to give the teachers as a sign of thank you. yes, those teachers cn curse like mad if they dont get wht they expected from the leaders. and they can drain your sleeping time until you have less than 2 hours to rest your eyes. but after every event, you knw there're the backbone and without them, no leader cn lead tht well. so they really deserve a thank you present. sorry, side-tracked. xD so after much thinking, we finally set on a personalized cake. in the morning; after giving the teachers a piece, the rest was ours. it was chaotic after the guys started to play with the cake and smash it into each other's faces. and each of our 10 faces were covered with cream. oh wait, seven. the 3 were clean. sadly, hamizah was the one who made my face dirty. EVIL. xD and so, the rest of the day was pretty typical. i fell asleep during physics and social studies. bt none of the teachers realised eventhough im sitting at the centre. HAHA. cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-592102971831010495?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/592102971831010495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=592102971831010495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/592102971831010495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/592102971831010495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/05/aa-v.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-686792682264730633</id><published>2009-04-26T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:47:38.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need x to sing a lullaby tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;i need dzul. my freakin tiang lampu.&lt;br /&gt;i need crappin buddy.&lt;br /&gt;i need coffee.&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;i need the princess with fangs.&lt;br /&gt;i need my listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;i need my gfs.&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;i need Saving Abel and Three Days Grace on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes. i was expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;so thank you.&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, i wont curse you.&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm not worth your time, you shouldnt waste your time on a guy like me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7438918579864514703-686792682264730633?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/686792682264730633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=686792682264730633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/686792682264730633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/686792682264730633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-him-to-sing-lullaby-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8403628623337758573</id><published>2009-04-24T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:03:03.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;how people are sooo interested in certain things. lets say, you ate an apple; no one gives a damn about it. BUT. when you've eaten a rotten apple; they just want to know all the little details - from the moment you took your first bite to the distinct taste you savoured after your teeth made contact with a squishy something-something at the core of that apple in your hand. obviously, humans are curious. very, actually. why do we people want to know what we're not supposed to? so far, there isn't any theoritical hypothesis that could clear my doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan cabrera's new album.&lt;br /&gt;it's a whole new ryan. he's more into pop rock with more drums in charge of the beats and rhythm. sometimes it sounds like the whole band is filled with angst. but one thing doesn't change though;- every string of words he sings has a meaning behind it. he composes from his heart. and it's hard to find musicians like that these days. now, most of them just yearn for popularity and at least one song on the billboard charts. oh wait, not to mention singles with platinum so that they can boast around and just show that they're superior in the music industry. nothing's wrong with doing that, really. but, showing a little bit of integrity wouldn't hurt. and it would be waaaay nicer if they'd sing their hearts out, trying their best to hit the right notes rather than turning to auto-tuning softwares that tunes your voices automatically so it sounds flawless.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done.&lt;br /&gt;and to those people at my tagboard: i have no idea myself. so please, jst let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8403628623337758573?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8403628623337758573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8403628623337758573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8403628623337758573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8403628623337758573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-fascinating.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3258139024663929642</id><published>2009-04-22T14:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:19:21.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Se7CdbpERzI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mov6fcY7ra8/s1600-h/smile-1-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327409220117874482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Se7CdbpERzI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mov6fcY7ra8/s320/smile-1-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how bitchy you can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3258139024663929642?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3258139024663929642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3258139024663929642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3258139024663929642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3258139024663929642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/ily.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/Se7CdbpERzI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mov6fcY7ra8/s72-c/smile-1-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-7580198602454122993</id><published>2009-04-20T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:06:59.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh. why do i get to know the truth after so long? TWO years to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;it's all too late now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _ _, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;for telling me everything. but now, we have found happiness in our own ways. and truly, i wish you should've told me then and there - right in front of him if you had to. things would have worked out between us cos truthfully; you weren't like the other guys. and im pretty sure you'd treat me better than how your best friend did. sigh. the past is the past, ain't it? glad we could talk things out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. there's a guy out there. who thinks he smells better than i do. but uhhhh, he doesnt know that he's very very the smelly. HAHAHAHAA. okay, he made me smile like an idiot today. oooh yes. looking forward to wednesday, aren't we? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOODNIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;hugs and kisses to everyone out there! xD&lt;br /&gt;(omg. im soooo crazy tonight and it's because of him.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7580198602454122993?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7580198602454122993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7580198602454122993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7580198602454122993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7580198602454122993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1515391330604600602</id><published>2009-04-18T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:57:54.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe i almost fall asleep while listening to him singing and strumming the guitar last night. when he sang Slowly from the movie Once, i swear i was loving it. but that was just one of the songs he sang. i called him a jerk once and he admitted that he was. nothing's changed. he's more irritating though. i know you know about you-know-what. hahaa. if he dares to spread the word, he knows i'll hunt him down. HAAAA. but yeah. it has been a looooong time since we've talked. thank you for the company last night(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories - can neither be replaced nor erased.&lt;br /&gt;au revoir darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1515391330604600602?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1515391330604600602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1515391330604600602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1515391330604600602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1515391330604600602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-believe-i-almost-fall-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4580334598267623088</id><published>2009-04-17T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:02:12.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to send my phone for servicing. again.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaargh. the rotating disk thingy in the middle only works sometimes. the speaker is dead. so i have to use the earpiece. the earpiece has been taped at certain places. the shiny, tinted screen has scratches all over. and the worst yet - the 'on' button doesnt work at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and it is surprising.&lt;br /&gt;how some people are watching you from afar.&lt;br /&gt;you just dont realise it.&lt;br /&gt;but when you do, it's pretty intriguing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4580334598267623088?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4580334598267623088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4580334598267623088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4580334598267623088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4580334598267623088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-send-my-phone-for-servicing.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8283492584490285716</id><published>2009-04-16T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:33:32.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday. garage sale.&lt;br /&gt;i got bored, having to sit at the stall all the way since i was in charge of finance. MONEY MONEY. hahaa. but overall, it wasnt that bad. there was quite a lot to see from where i was seated. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytdd night. woaah.&lt;br /&gt;tired sia. jennifer, wendy, hamizah and i went to buy the plants. getting a taxi at old thompson road was really hell luhhs. plus our hands were full; jennifer even tried flagging a taxi with her leg. and otw home in the cab, hamizah and i were camwhor-ing with a Canon 400D. weird i know. haha. i've given life to that camera btw. it has been collecting dust at home. see how kind natt was to bring that camera out for the night. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i wanna go. and watch Ben10!&lt;br /&gt;i've got to study too. bleahhs. had enough fun for today.&lt;br /&gt;[ i was chasing my brother arnd the house for a full 10 mins jst now; he was protecting his little you-know-what down there all the way thru cos i was seeking revenge for what he did. hahaa!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE BYE BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8283492584490285716?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8283492584490285716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8283492584490285716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8283492584490285716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8283492584490285716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1940991277407638646</id><published>2009-04-14T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:17:59.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone said he's gonna stay up with me while i revise amaths. BUT. but. BUT ahhhhhs. he fell asleep, like, 20 minutes later. HAHAHAHAHA. the cute thing was, he bothered to say sorry and continued messaging me this morning till i was literally in school.&lt;br /&gt;speak of the devil, my phone just vibrated - it's him. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you-know-who-you-are:&lt;br /&gt;a) i dont care. b) i dont give a shit. c) you can go do whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;im tired of repeating. i dont like the rewind button, fyi. i always say it takes two to tango. but right now, i'd be better off dancing the cha-cha around you. it would be more worthwhile, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;let's play your love game, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1940991277407638646?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1940991277407638646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1940991277407638646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1940991277407638646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1940991277407638646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/someone-said-hes-gonna-stay-up-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-845902336418012773</id><published>2009-04-09T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:38:51.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im just gonna blog (almost) everything thats on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday night, he made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, i know there have been flaws in our past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and how we lost contact was damn stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but. we've got to put it behind us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its nice to call you 'evil' once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that little promise that you've made?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats definitely the cherry on top(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that jerk: it's just sickening to read and hear about you. it's even more sickening to look at you. now i know you weren't true to me before. bitch. but nvm that. to me now you're a complete stranger - nothing more. erasing memory from database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fever hasnt subside yet. it did a few hours ago though. i took all sorts of pills. they're not doing what they're supposed to. i think im gonna have my shower again. im sure mom wouldnt want to look at the water bill this month. pffft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"With you is where I'd rather be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we're stuck where we are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so hard, you're so far..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This long distance is killing me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. i hate hate hate it. the long distance i mean. okay whatever. it doesnt worry you that much, so why should it worry me? maybe i should let loose, just like you. cos right now, im really positively sure that im doing too much. ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly. crappin buddy, talk to me wont you!&lt;br /&gt;idk whats wrong if you wont start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay natt shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-845902336418012773?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/845902336418012773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=845902336418012773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/845902336418012773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/845902336418012773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-just-gonna-blog-almost-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2624634029392561849</id><published>2009-04-07T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:24:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 hours with bf jst now.&lt;br /&gt;my oral was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love love bf.&lt;br /&gt;who said my perfume wasnt as nice as his.&lt;br /&gt;whose ipod i almost dropped.&lt;br /&gt;with hands that can never lose grip.&lt;br /&gt;who likes to beat arnd the bush sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and never stops caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im soo cheery today.&lt;br /&gt;and it's YOUR fault! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2624634029392561849?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2624634029392561849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2624634029392561849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2624634029392561849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2624634029392561849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-hours-with-bf-jst-now.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-256278532790546338</id><published>2009-04-03T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:35:20.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooots. what an interesting week.&lt;br /&gt;when i viewed my blogg a few days ago, obviously the spammers caught my eye. and it's not that im a pathetic coward who got frightened by those good-for-nothing assholesuckershits; i just didnt bother to reply back. cause  a)i know im gonna waste my time  b)they're just suckos with nothing to do and  c)i just dont care if someone hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, people replied for me. so i got my work cut out for me. andd btw, they replied cos they wanted to. i didnt force them to 'protect' me from cyber bullies. so beat it.&lt;br /&gt;thank you fellow homosapiens! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf stuck with me all the way. and i thank him for that.&lt;br /&gt;he had to deal with my moodswings a lot these days. he never complained, not even once. yay. but. BUT. he likes to threaten me so i'd sleep early sometimes. EVIL. bt nvm, ily anyways(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY. which is today. S-P-O-R-T-S  D-A-Y!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted bf to fetch me. bt he was at dhoby ghaut with his cousin. sad.&lt;br /&gt;so went home with benjamin goh who waited for me and complained that i was walking too slow. i wasnt; to be frank. my legs were aching like crazy cos we were walking really fast. and we decided to not get lost by taking shortcuts since it was 7.10 pm alrdy. hahahaha. i'll update on what happened before sports day soon. cos i want the pictures from liping first! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off now.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-256278532790546338?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/256278532790546338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=256278532790546338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/256278532790546338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/256278532790546338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/04/wooots.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3682022431292936620</id><published>2009-03-28T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:01:04.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday.&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate tht coaching session.&lt;br /&gt;first. the paper was hard. and i have forgotten abt angles, bearings, triangles and all that. two. 80% of the people in the library were 'pro-active' so it sounded like a fish market on a monday morning. three. i was worried about my incomplete geog assignment. my jaw literally dropped when i looked at Zhou Qi's worksheet, so i really dont wanna get myelf killed by handing in mine. i knw im gonna get hell from ms moh next week. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school, i rushed back home. my mum asked me to follow her to the hospital to visit a relative. before tht, i did ask her to fetch me but she just asked me to walk. when i reached home, i sulked. but too bad - she didnt buy it.&lt;br /&gt;mothers. tsk, tsk. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fetched my aunt and cousin from choa chu kang and my dad from his office. then we drove all the way to Changi General Hospital. i swear, i was freakin bored laa. my phone cant be used. very beep. and the whole time my mum was driving, she and my dad cant stop quarreling. typical parents of mine. thats where i get my genes from; sadly. and even when she was parking, they had to argue. i have to always be the one to shut them up by being super random and lame like, "EH, LOOK AT LIGHTS! NICE EH.. WOAAAAAH, THE GREEN SO GREEN.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we visited my father's uncle. my cousin and i got bored so we went to 7eleven. i was craving for Kinder Joy. we searched the whole shop. in the end, it was at the counter. damn stupid. and when i looked at the price, i turned my back on it. $2.10 liaos! very ex laa for a chocolate egg. then then, we went to the visitor's sitting area and talked. then we finally headed home at arnd 8.45 pm. after tht, went to slack at my aunt's place for awhile. and my nephews are getting cuter laaaa! one is getting chubbier and more irritating while the other just learnt how to walk and he cn never stop smiling. the latter looks very chinese/japanese. very different from us all. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. CIP.&lt;br /&gt;group-ed with harshini and benjamin. and we walked all arnd. but we finally stayed put in Chong Pang. then blah blah.long story short; my donation bag was heavy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DZUL, THE TIANG LAMPU!(:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3682022431292936620?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3682022431292936620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3682022431292936620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3682022431292936620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3682022431292936620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-901561651328984149</id><published>2009-03-26T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:07:58.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gaaaaaah. saturday, come faster!&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/7438918579864514703-901561651328984149?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/901561651328984149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=901561651328984149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/901561651328984149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/901561651328984149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-him.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8527334511910283711</id><published>2009-03-22T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:16:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when someone walks into your life unexpectedly, you'd think that it would be just be another guy that passes by. but soon after, you're proven wrong. he's the one that you need, right now- especially at a time when things have gotten complicated in this life of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talk about anything and everything. no matter how lame he could be, he can still make my day. and although we're both tired at times, we could still stay up till 4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature. Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet is our favourite story to date.&lt;br /&gt;we improvised it to a modern-day R&amp;amp;J story- changing the venue to the balcony on the 7th floor of a flat, etc. we talk about him being Romeo-like; how he needs to find his juliet-like. someone who understands and appreciates his effort to walk around the bush just to make it more oh-so-romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reizay Liafin.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the charming, sensible, cute, cheesy, sweet and loving one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8527334511910283711?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8527334511910283711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8527334511910283711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8527334511910283711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8527334511910283711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-someone-walks-into-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6817828094461686360</id><published>2009-03-17T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:17:08.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i love tuesday. xD&lt;br /&gt;and today. i woke up smiling - a good sign. yes, i've checked my temperature; i dont have a fever or anything.. *flashes million-dollar smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im still smiling. something's wrong with me. oh wait, nothing is wrong. gawd natt, get a grip! alright, i think im gonna just end it here; with a pict of AYESHA darl and i at passion arts. we both wore black! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314098029612745762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/Sb94AKyrxCI/AAAAAAAAARs/XYxdJQaq-FA/s320/DSCF5443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im off.&lt;br /&gt;hug and kisses people!(:&lt;br /&gt;(see, i told you im too ms-goody-two-shoes today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6817828094461686360?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6817828094461686360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6817828094461686360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6817828094461686360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6817828094461686360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-i-love-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/Sb94AKyrxCI/AAAAAAAAARs/XYxdJQaq-FA/s72-c/DSCF5443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-5852804305345634284</id><published>2009-03-16T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:44:11.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tiang lampu, you're the best. i knw you were like so damn tired after standing up fr idk how long at the IT fair. and to hear me crying on the phone was not how you wanna end your day. bt yeah, thanks for being there(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A picture's worth a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh yes. if you're a fcuked up bi-atch who has nothing to do, go and fcuk yourself in a corner instead of going to blogs and tagging nonsensical crap; ohh god-knows-what. i have no fcuking mood to entertain fcuked-up ppl like you. FYI. im still a virgin. so tht answers your fcuking qn, doesnt it? and what do mean by how many? are a fcuking arse-hole? digusting, horrendous piece of shit you are. im not a cheapo; unlike those girls at the red-light district. and im sure you're just one fcuker who wants me to flare up like you've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tell you what; STRIKE ONE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;to the jerk with the guitar: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;that wallet you gave will never be used again. it would stay in a box and never be taken out. all your other stuff that im holding on to would also be in there. i've deleted you on msn and also your number in my phone. in conclusion; i admit defeat. you win. you've made me cry like i nver had in years ytdd night. so yeahh. wish you all the best in life. and may you always stay happy with her. &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/7438918579864514703-5852804305345634284?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5852804305345634284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5852804305345634284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5852804305345634284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5852804305345634284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/tiang-lampu-youre-best.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4654985578414198739</id><published>2009-03-10T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:41:31.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh crapp. i failed malay. again. out of all subjects. if i can recall correctly, i scored only 2 in the comprehension section. seriously, i sucked at it. argghh. and i failed chem by 5 marks. and that is all due to really stupid careless mistakes. even ms siva said, "you can do laa.. bt the questions caught you off-guard." enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone came into 4EA and scribbled the results for Social Studies on the board and wrote a big 'DONT ERASE'. according to the latter, none scored A1s, only 7 scored B3. and there were 15 who failed. we were all scared. bt when we asked mr eunos during extra class if he wrote anything, he said no. which prankster would do this; i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw there's muster parade. nooooooooooooo. i've completely forgotten all the rifle drills! i cn barely remember rusuk senjata. omg. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAMEERAH&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[1003]&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; NUR ARIFF&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[1103]&lt;/span&gt;! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;love yaaa both(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently im hooked to Here Goes Nothing by NeverShoutNever.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda happy cos finally there's a new song in my head. i still remember Right Round by Flo Rida was on replay in my freakin brain while i was doing my common test. very the wrong timing, i knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. peace people.&lt;br /&gt;im signing off(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4654985578414198739?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4654985578414198739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4654985578414198739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4654985578414198739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4654985578414198739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohh-crapp.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4857064370288922792</id><published>2009-03-03T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:23:46.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ayeshaaa! passion arts pict! i want i want!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passion arts was okayy i guess. oh wait. except that ONE particular part. pffft. bt seriously, i kinda enjoyedd myself eventhough my heels were killing me. sorry uh, i aint the sort who wears flats. it's either slippers, those sandals(whatever you call it) or heels. my sneakers are so out cos.. erm.. i love them too much. xD the people i sat with were sooo full of crapp. they got 'high' at the wrong timing. after the interlude, harshini and loshene were out of sight. so we sat with vivian and gang. they were soooo- wht's tht - estatic. HAHA. too bad vivian had to leave beforehand. sadd. after the show ended, i found out my mummy isnt goin to fetch me cos she said she had been trying to reach me. no reception laaa, sorry. then she asked me to go home alone. syrone, jolie and i were planning to walk until vignesh said his mum could carpool. so we waited. and waited. and waited for his mum. finally she came. syrone started talking abt motion sickness and everything. =.= my dad fetched me at the old library and he helped to drive jolie home. and gawd, was i hungry when i finally reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was saturday, 270209(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And I, I got to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..Just keep on pushing.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i know i've got to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4857064370288922792?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4857064370288922792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4857064370288922792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4857064370288922792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4857064370288922792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/03/ayeshaaa-passion-arts-pict-i-want-i.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3558743581059291975</id><published>2009-02-23T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:05:37.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss my parents. they left at 4 in the morning for their business trip thingy. my dad only managed to give us goodbye kisses while we were sleeping. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today school was okay i guess. we had to verify the subjects we're going to take for the 'O's.&lt;br /&gt;grand total is $370. tht was when i gasped and went all like, "aaaaaaaawwwmg." when i saw the date for the first paper, i went "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwmmmmgggg." slightly longer thn the first time, i knw. eventhough below they stated tht the dates may be subjected to change. bt that didnt help. come on, 261009 sia. it's like 8 mths and 3 days left. so june paper is just arnd the corner. omg omg. NOOOO. im not ready. not even for oral. someone help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now emaths remedial we had to do canberra sec paper. i hate the chapter involving triangles. idk why. "prove tht triangle ABC is an equilateral triangle." or something like tht. after i was over and done with the beep paper, i went home with vivian, liping, rongjie, xiuxing and ernest. oh yaa. i love vivian adrianne wong for waiting for me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. im done.&lt;br /&gt;gotta finish geog and add maths- Rates of change bebehh. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYUUUUUUNARAAAA! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3558743581059291975?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3558743581059291975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3558743581059291975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3558743581059291975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3558743581059291975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4238650724595981406</id><published>2009-02-22T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:31:17.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;its 0006hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and here i am in front of the laptop. in tears. because of HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HE appeared in my dream a day ago. HE made me think about the past. HE doesnt understand. He keeps saying i like to make assumptions. HE doesnt stick to his promise. HE lied - i know HE has moved on ever since the day we called it quits. eventhough HE said HE hasnt. HE wont wait. i'm done. with the crying. and HIM. for now, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: thank you crazyy headdd for trying to cheer me up though i sounded like crapp on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4238650724595981406?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4238650724595981406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4238650724595981406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4238650724595981406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4238650724595981406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-0006hrs.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-427911252976400733</id><published>2009-02-20T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:14:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. is enjoyable. *bites lips* but it was hectic at first, i swear. in the morning, i asked my maid to iron my rank, cos the ribbons were damn crumpled. after ironing, the ribbon ranks shrunk. after tht my skirt was giving me probbs - it was damn loose and my shirt kept falling out. then then, i had complications with tying the scarf. WAH LAOS. i was running late alrdy, so i just left without eating breakfast and medication. reached school a minute before the bell rang. and i zoom-ed up the stairs. by the time i hustled to the hall, i was alrdy having butterflies in my stomach. how the hell can i give a speech when i look like crap. but through all the mess, i've succeed to live. see. natt's alive. HAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arepp sat with me during malay extra lesson. he was talkative. but he wasnt a bore(:&lt;br /&gt;we talked abt this girl he has been eye-ing on; the muster parade and lotsa other stuff. during break, elvi plaited my hair into two pigtails. heee. THANK YOU ELVI(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addmaths extra lesson was sooo *beep*. mrs ho left for a meeting. we had to finish a worksheet on binomial theorem. my worst chapter. could this day get any worse; i wondered. so vivian, liping, rong jie and i went into the library. it was too quiet. like WAAAAAY quiet. so we headed outside and sat at the benches. rong jie blasted his psp (which wasnt tht loud actually). we all were sooo dingdongs. we took like 10-15 mins to start on the first qn. then then we started talking about almost everything luhh. soon after, nick came. he was damn irritating luhhh. syrone also sat with us like half an hour later. we talked and talked. bt we were doing the worksheet at the same time. syrone started singing to the songs played and his voice wasnt tht bad. haha. liping listened to my phone cos she wanted to hear pokerface. she was browsing thru the list and saw taylor swift's white horse and we both started singing along to the song. ariff came. he was noisy. and oh ya, so was vignesh. all those sensitive topics were brought up by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was muster parade practice after tht. i forgot 70% of the rifle drills. especially the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hormat senjata&lt;/span&gt;. i keep making stupid visible mistakes. benjamin and yong san behind cant stop quarreling and giving unnecessary comments. benjamin was asked to give the timing and he said it as though he was constipating. we just couldnt stop laughing. the guard-of-honour is just soo fun to work together with. you can never see us without a smile. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht. went home. woaaah. the couple sent me till the traffic light le.&lt;br /&gt;soooooooo suh-weeeet. thank you uhh you both((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im done. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-427911252976400733?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/427911252976400733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=427911252976400733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/427911252976400733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/427911252976400733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-5633484843216976447</id><published>2009-02-17T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:34:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im full of nonsense today. the truth is, my mind is mixed up with loads of things; only god knows. and sufei isnt helping. gaaaah. after tht night, things seem different between us uh. he definitely caught me off guard with his final message. and tht other guy, i really dont knw how i should tell him that he's just not my type. call me a bi-atch for making him wait, but wht can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[ 170208. ]&lt;br /&gt;it's been a year since the day you finally asked for a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;i agreed. just because i like like like like you. days passed. we had our memories together. the secrets we shared can never be forgotten simply due to fact tht they were hilarious. i missed you when you werent by my side. i guess absence does make the heart grow fonder. at times, jealousy would take over me when i see you and your classmates. your friends included. after the daily quarrels tht we had, we'd always apologise and learn from our mistakes, no matter how big or small they were. bt tht day when things were out of hand,i just couldnt hold on any longer. im sorry. after tht i was hearing stories from all  sorts of people. but dont worry, i trust you and i simply covered my ears whenever they start talking abt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's partially because of you, im in no mood to talk to people i usually talk to. after tht encounter with you just now in school, i knew you've moved on. dont worry about me - im trying my best to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the hell can i be so emo. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;i think im envious of all you people out there.&lt;br /&gt;you have someone that loves and accepts you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;you have tht dream guy/gal of yours right beside you.&lt;br /&gt;me? not even close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5633484843216976447?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5633484843216976447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5633484843216976447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5633484843216976447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5633484843216976447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-full-of-nonsense-today.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3813859010879559180</id><published>2009-02-16T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:13:43.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Dear God [lols.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Summer Hair, Forever Young [ ehem, guys with summer hair are cuuute!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Me [ to find out. xD ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Care [ not true! not true! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Hit Me Baby One More Time [ sounds so wrong. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Dance With The Devil [ eheh? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;100 years [ how many years i want them to be my my side. actually, longer(: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Wait For You [ for who i wonder. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Breaking [ ehh, im not that stupid ah mind you. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND/s?&lt;br /&gt;360 [ lost in translation. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Second Chance [ yeahh, giving him a second chance. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Older [ getting older by the minute. HAHA! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Fear of the Dark [ lols. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;It's Not Over [ *goes all dramatic* ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing But a Dream [ HAHAHAA! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Boston [ omg. that is sad. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Inconsolable [ heh. the right occasion liao. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Me Against The Music [ HUHH? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Unwritten [ see. secret. it's all the mind. muahaha. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Burnin' Up [ OH YEAHH. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye [ by saying goodbye to someone. xD ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;You Found Me [ yaaa laaa! YOU. kidding. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Obsession [ heh. yes. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;How Do I Breathe [ WTH. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Decode [ it's for me to knw and for you to find out - decode. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;The Little Things [ sooo true. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Your Friend [ HAHA!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Better Together [ yeah. those times. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Hanging By A Moment [ true. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Chopin Waltz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3813859010879559180?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3813859010879559180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3813859010879559180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3813859010879559180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3813859010879559180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-5494489780348902107</id><published>2009-02-13T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:50:27.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;HE CALLED JUST AWHILE AGO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;he made my day with his really cheeeeesy words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i was speechless. andd yeahh, i didnt know what to say. so a blurr sotong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;but wheeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friday the 13th turned out fine. what a relief(:&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/7438918579864514703-5494489780348902107?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5494489780348902107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5494489780348902107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5494489780348902107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5494489780348902107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-called-just-awhile-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2910003103030390595</id><published>2009-02-12T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:27:45.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. firstly. let me make things clear for YOU people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DIDN'T GET SUSPENDED OR CANING OR WHATEVER PUNISHMENT YOUR BRAIN CAN THINK OF&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;so better stop talking behind my back, whispering whenever i'm close and all those beepbeep things. go find something else to talk about. pffft. andd oh yeah, i dont need to be treated differently. i'm still human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;valentine's day. what everyone is talking about. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;have you ever heard of two people(who are each other's valentine) rotting at home on valentine's day? xD hahaa. thats how he and i are spending saturday. i know it's stupid but we're both weird. HAHA. he's too sugary laa(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;my mom is now a stay-at-home mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;first reaction: HAAAAAAAAAH?! YOU SERIOUS AAH MA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cos it's kinda weird for her to be at home; to me that is. im so used to listening to her voice on the phone everyday after school. bt not her at home. look on the bright side though; she can fetch me whenever i feel sick. and she did just now. i love her :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and i love my dad too. he's trying to make me do those workouts that have been keeping him fit. which are like sooo beepbeep. male standard sia, wht you expect. but im coping. nvm, at least i still get my hugs and kisses from the best dad everyday. call me a baby or whatever, i dont care. at least i know im being loved. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2910003103030390595?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2910003103030390595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2910003103030390595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2910003103030390595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2910003103030390595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-136251489016449889</id><published>2009-02-02T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:04:46.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO WORLD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like finally someone updates her blogg. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheada, you're so right. a lot has happened since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with school.&lt;br /&gt;school isnt that bad. except for the weekly tests and frequent quizzes the teachers are going to give. im coping. REALLY. haha. but i hate doing chemistry experiments cos i just suck at it. spill the powder here and there.. problems with the lighted splint etc. damn irritating you know! well, one thing's for sure - im not going to be a chemist. no waaaay. malay is another whole new chapter; we have remedials just to hone our oral skills. ORAL LEHHS. i shiver whenever i hear the 'o' word. but i knw i wont be that dumb to ask the examiner what is &lt;em&gt;keju&lt;/em&gt;(cheese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, guys.&lt;br /&gt;overall, i hate jerks. im not saying all guys are one, bt most of the guys tht i end up with always turns out to be a dingdong jerkk. for example. that jerk. a sweet-talker who doesnt keep his promises. so am i in the wrong to ignore him and act like he never existed? oh gawd. im such a &lt;br /&gt;pessimist. okay so lets look at the bright side. at least i have those 'i-will-always-be-there-for-you' guy friends like crapping buddy and lampost. very reliable. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to round it all off, I HATE FEBRUARY.&lt;br /&gt;it brings back memories. i so dont want to walk down memory lane; especially one with him in it. and i still owe his mum a present. omg omg. i have less than 2 weeks to think of a present. just great luhhh natt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im done for now.&lt;br /&gt;will update when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HASTA LA VISTA BEBEHH!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: ohh ya. see ah, i put alrdy. I LOVE VIVIAN ADRIANNE :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-136251489016449889?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/136251489016449889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=136251489016449889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/136251489016449889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/136251489016449889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-99999623100578830</id><published>2008-12-28T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:37:47.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom went all like, "eh, go do your homework.."&lt;br /&gt;thenn she snatched the xbox controller from me and started playing.  =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she is so weird.&lt;/strong&gt; in a good way!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently chatting with min. we're both itching to blurt out each other's secrets to the whole world. HAHA. and baby iman is like sooo darn cuute.. keeps disturbing min and punching random letters on the keyboard. he's just like my nephew, firman, who is superr energetic.. after just 20 mins running arnd after him, i'd be lying motionless on the floor; waving my white flag. though im still in doubt over his 'chinese' eyes and bald head. when can i see him with hair on his head huhhs.. xDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update tmrw. cos i think im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to _______,&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i cant say the same thing to you. i mean, i do &lt;strong&gt;miss your voice; your company&lt;/strong&gt;. but. sighh. it's just that... arghh.&lt;strong&gt; i really really think you deserve someone better.&lt;/strong&gt; and and. you know what exactly is &lt;strong&gt;keeping us apart.&lt;/strong&gt; we cant go on because of it. &lt;strong&gt;sorry.&lt;/strong&gt; one thing isnt gonna change though;&lt;strong&gt; i'll always be here for you(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-99999623100578830?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/99999623100578830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=99999623100578830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/99999623100578830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/99999623100578830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mom-went-all-like-eh-go-do-your.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-806756133296359839</id><published>2008-12-26T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:37:17.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;feelings show. ohh yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sorry for not updating. heh. ytdd was christmas. and my brother's bdae. he went out for the whole day and when he came home at midnight, he slowly unwrapped his presents. we laughed and crapped all at once. haha. we also had a good talk about his day and everything. i told him about a stupid mistake i've made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; so yeah, he said i should make up for it. gahhhh. he's right i guess.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; i really dont wanna let this guy slip away that easily.&lt;/span&gt; andd muhd ariff kinda made me realise tht. and he was the one who forced me to call tht guy in the middle of the night. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;homework update:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PROGRESSING SLOWLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i really dont wanna touch geography. or malay. cos i know the answers i'd write would be all gibberish. no kidding there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was it tuesday or wednesday? ohh wait. idk. but on one of those days, cousin came over. and at night; cousin, bro and i were high on 'something' that we were all pretty unsure of. my guess was the dark chocolate cos when i eat chocs, expect a different side of natt. Xp so yeah. we were so hyper we started on a new song. they trial-and-error for the right tune and i just played around with the words. and then they became pervertic - not a surprise there. so we stopped. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then we watched Saw V online. with all the lights off. i hate the stupid puppet. thats the only scary part for me uhhh. the most disgusting part was when this guy's hand got squeezed like how lemons are being squeezed to get every bit of juice out; but in this case blood was oozing out continuously for a while. i almost fell asleep watching the whole movie. and both of the guys on each side were texting non-stop so it wasnt completely dark. bleahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;after the movie ended, we had a break. it was alrdy 0045 hrs. and we were still wide awake. heh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so we watched a chick flick, Angus, thongs and perfect snogging. omg. Robbie; the ultimate sex god. he's so damn hot. and really sweet. but the most memorable part was at the end when they showed tht the hot interior designer was gay. he himself went all like, "c'mon.. like duhh?interior designer!" translation: he was trying to say tht interior designers are USUALLY gay. hahaha! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and yeah, you've gotta see NLT. i thought they were a hip-hop group but surprise, surprise - they're a pop group!&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; like a reincarnated N'Sync(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283981468513193922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SVR5Jl55z8I/AAAAAAAAARE/4I_Zg1I5opA/s320/z82525586.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283981475327549346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SVR5J_Skn6I/AAAAAAAAARM/FbUUbiJMRF8/s320/z133854169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and this is Travis. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cute ain't he&lt;/span&gt;? :&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-806756133296359839?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/806756133296359839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=806756133296359839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/806756133296359839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/806756133296359839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/12/feelings-show.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SVR5Jl55z8I/AAAAAAAAARE/4I_Zg1I5opA/s72-c/z82525586.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-7562215136554124198</id><published>2008-12-15T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:22:07.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M WATCHING TWILIGHT THIS WEDNESDAY! :DD&lt;br /&gt;with my mummy. cos she booked the (sneak peek) tickets for me.&lt;br /&gt;i love her((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry if this blogg has not been updated. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;things have been happening lately. like when someone said, "im falling for you." and another said, "i miss seeing you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here i am saying to myself, " i wanna forget you."&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i cant bear to see you with another girl. i guess this explains it - why i keep wanting you back. i know, you dont realise how much you mean to me. so why should i hold on when im on the verge of 'falling'? it's plain stupid to do so, just for you. cos if i would do the same thing that you did, would you even hold on like i did? and holding on for soo long is just like waiting for a raindrop in a never-ending drought; useless and disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. to be continued tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7562215136554124198?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7562215136554124198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7562215136554124198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7562215136554124198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7562215136554124198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-watching-twilight-this-wednesday-dd.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3741955469131447280</id><published>2008-12-01T14:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:30:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got my first pay. WHEEEEE. and im waiting for Twilight the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*goes all dramatic* ohh the anticipation..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im done with Breaking Dawn days ago. wheeeeeeeeeeee. i love it! i love it! heh. i watched the video Decode and *gasps* the forests.. the flying.. the fighting scene with James.. it's how i've pictured all of it in my head while reading the book. we're saying 97% exact here. gaaaah. and Robert Pattinson.. omg omg. he's one hotstuff. his sharp face features and and his voice and and.. okay fine! i sound like a little girl going goo-goo-gaga over a barbie doll. but come on; who wouldnt go crazy over him. and look look! he has that pale complexion. weirdly enough, natt likes fair and not-so-tanned guys. (Roman Watson is an exception!) Xp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274716842324912434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/STOPBX2L6TI/AAAAAAAAANE/VaZQ6VBPUiA/s320/robert%2520pattinson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the guy who plays Emmett Cullen isnt bad too. he's Kellan Lutz(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274718509509973250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/STOQiamFFQI/AAAAAAAAANM/XICwBn11VXo/s320/emmett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my brother and i. well, we both cant wait for the movie. seriously. it's ike waiting for a piece of the sky to drop. ooh, chicken little storyline. lols. seee. im crapping. aaaaaaaah. i'l update soon. AU REVOIR(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;btw rafy, loook. im smiling.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274720057935463026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/STOR8i7fAnI/AAAAAAAAANc/E8ZctszjQnY/s320/Snapshot0027final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3741955469131447280?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3741955469131447280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3741955469131447280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3741955469131447280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3741955469131447280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-my-first-pay.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/STOPBX2L6TI/AAAAAAAAANE/VaZQ6VBPUiA/s72-c/robert%2520pattinson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-7851774014469063266</id><published>2008-11-26T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:32:41.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom asked, "what happened between you and him? did you both fight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so this post is for you. the 'him' in her qn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everytime she asks about you, i couldnt even reply her with a proper sentence. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shrugging my shoulders was enough i guess.&lt;/span&gt; what really happened between us? i have no fcuking idea. to me uhh.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; it's idiotic to ask how you're doing - through your best friend.&lt;/span&gt; when you didnt come during raya, my mom kept saying tht it was obvious that something happened. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i didnt expect you to come, neither did i expect you NOT to.&lt;/span&gt; but whatever laaa. im gladd tht your best friend said tht&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; your brother is NOTHING like you.&lt;/span&gt; and at least he&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; bothered&lt;/span&gt; to ask "how are you?" after more than a decade of not talking to each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously. i wish things should have stayed like the way it was &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ago; both of us not knowing each other's existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; face it. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7851774014469063266?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7851774014469063266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7851774014469063266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7851774014469063266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7851774014469063266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-mom-asked-what-happened-between-you.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-406971900795574861</id><published>2008-11-21T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:56:36.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as promised. updating(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother saw Roman Watson's pict and he asked (with eyes wide open), "IS THAT BARRACK OBAMA?" Roman Watson was actually chosen to be a fake Barrack Obama in a shoot for Bazaar Magazine, along with Tyra Banks as the fake Michelle Obama. and so i just simply replied.&lt;br /&gt;"HE'S A FAKE OBAMA." end of convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah. im not looking forward to this sunday. seriously. arghh. i know i have to learn to be independent. but. aaaaaaaah. it's sad to see her go. eventhough it's only for one month. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE MY MOODSWINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-406971900795574861?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/406971900795574861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=406971900795574861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/406971900795574861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/406971900795574861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6813994696637479832</id><published>2008-11-21T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:09:32.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever since the day my blog had a 'facelift', there has been speculations arousing about who the hell is Roman Watson; one of the guys i call hot in my short intro by the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;presenting the-oh-so-hot ROMAN WATSON(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSZbz46q91I/AAAAAAAAAM8/mIX2MoaKYxM/s1600-h/roman3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSZbz46q91I/AAAAAAAAAM8/mIX2MoaKYxM/s320/roman3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271001360893671250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'll update later(:&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6813994696637479832?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6813994696637479832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6813994696637479832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6813994696637479832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6813994696637479832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/ever-since-day-my-blog-had-facelift.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SSZbz46q91I/AAAAAAAAAM8/mIX2MoaKYxM/s72-c/roman3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-1752864566765158289</id><published>2008-11-19T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:05:11.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shocking.&lt;br /&gt;Because of that someone, i'm smiling like Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE MADE MY DAY!(:&lt;/span&gt;&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/7438918579864514703-1752864566765158289?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1752864566765158289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1752864566765158289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1752864566765158289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1752864566765158289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/shocking.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-5802612564637168118</id><published>2008-11-18T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:33:36.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOOOOOOOOOOO. a month without a maid. im so gonna be dead. aaaaaaaaaaaaaah. my maid is goin home on 23rd Nov and we're goin to send her off. my mom bought for her the airplane ticket alrdy. all thats left to do is to collect the ticket. sigh. of all the maids that have come and go, the current one is hard to let go. yeah, she's going to come back on 22nd December. but we both kinda bonded. we shared stories, cooked and laughhed like crapp together. when she's gone, there's no one thats going to keep repeating the fact that "FAT IS BEAUTIFUL." she loves saying that whenever i say i've gained weight. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin to take over her job when she's gone. so that means i have to do the laundry, teach those little kids, cook, tend to their needs.. and the list goes on. BUT. im getting paid. around 50 bucks per week. wooooooots. fyi. im in need of money. to shop more. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i went to make new specs. they checked my degree and both eyes arent doing any good. one increased to 300. the other is getting worse. instead of degree, it now has an astig degree. i told my brother about the astig thingy and he said, "SOMEONE'S BLIND!" wah laos. how evil can he get. but im getting used to it anyways. he's my brother for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;trying to cheer myself up, i facebook-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT KIND OF SMILE DO YOU HAVE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Charming smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have a Charming smile: When you smile, everyone notices. Your eyes smile too. You make others feel comfortable and at peace, and you give them a sense of security. Your smile is almost seductive, but it's just too cute for that, you're best making others feel accepted and appreciated with your smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-right. when i smile, people think it's weird cos they say i dont smile a lot. what bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW EMOTIONAL ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are Sensitive: If you feel someone has wronged you, you decide to hold a grudge for too long. You don't like to trust others, not even your friends, and your feelings are hurt a little too easily. You always cry, whether it's for a sad or happy reason, and if you're upset and not crying that probably means you're really angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try to relax a bit...please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im done. Hasta La Vista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7438918579864514703-5802612564637168118?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5802612564637168118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5802612564637168118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5802612564637168118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5802612564637168118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/nooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-166247420009216432</id><published>2008-11-17T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:31:52.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE WEEKEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXyIdmQaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wNHgsjDsQtE/s1600-h/Photo0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXyIdmQaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wNHgsjDsQtE/s320/Photo0376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269519189032714658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so this me. and my mom. with my aunt. we were at her house to celebrate her daughter's birthday. there was a magic show; performed by her first daughter. very cute laaa. ahhaa. they both- my mom and aunt - actually wanted to take a pict together. i was a nuisance, so i joined in. it was partly to get back at them BOTH cos they tried to ruin my snapshots with my cousins. heh. i was about to slide down when this pict was taken cos i was sitting on their laps; the left was my aunt's, the right was my mom's. one of each. so thats why my face looked distorted. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXx_DTNPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XniyahJ9noQ/s1600-h/Photo0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXx_DTNPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XniyahJ9noQ/s320/Photo0373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269519186506495218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so this is my brother, Haris and my cousin, Khalis. My dear brother didnt charge his camera so no photos from him. haha. this cuuuuute boy by his side. well, he's cuuuuuute. he did his hair by himself. and he would prevent anyone from actually trying to ruin it. it's the rooster hairstyle by the way. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXxln-LKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/u4d3_tCLWOI/s1600-h/Photo0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXxln-LKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/u4d3_tCLWOI/s320/Photo0370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269519179680984226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is my mom and i. she was bored. so she made faces. and i thought i was the only one going crazy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXxkYuaJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/y53A1C3fE8o/s1600-h/Photo0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXxkYuaJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/y53A1C3fE8o/s320/Photo0369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269519179348600978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moi&lt;/span&gt; with Danish Hadi. he has transformed into a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mat rep&lt;/span&gt;. and im not surprised. really. and he just wont stop growing. so yeah. now he towers over me. compare the height of the Kraji War Memorial Monument to the Empire State Building in US. okay wait, tooo over-the-top? i know. but seriously, he's tall. guys and their growth spurt. how unfair. hmpf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-166247420009216432?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/166247420009216432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=166247420009216432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/166247420009216432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/166247420009216432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SSEXyIdmQaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wNHgsjDsQtE/s72-c/Photo0376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-7849044288968599911</id><published>2008-11-12T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:22:44.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wont lie. i've been a bitch these days. thats why i havent been updating. &lt;br /&gt;cos if i do, it'd be full of bitching and inappropriate words- i swear. and the weather is partly to blame for my female dog attitude. arghh. okay natt, BREATHE. breathe. ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alright, lets start crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been fasting since ytdd.finally 'paying back' for the days i had missed cos i dont want the numbers to triple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said sorry to someone. and oh yeah, was he questionable about it. with all that 'unhappiness' and 'looking away', who wouldnt?  so blah blah blah. we finally call it truce. FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw there's the thingy at yishun park. how time-consuming. aaaah. im lazy to move my butt out of the house. seriously. and for an event that is just gonna waste my time and energy, it's gonna take a hell lot of persuasion from that someone to get me moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. I GOT MY PHONE BACK! sent if for servicing on nov 3rd; got it back after 5 days. fast isnt it? wakakaka. i love my phone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna end it here.&lt;br /&gt;With love(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7849044288968599911?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7849044288968599911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7849044288968599911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7849044288968599911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7849044288968599911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wont-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2486930993109134851</id><published>2008-11-07T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:55:24.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW I MISS GOSSIP GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;ooooh the drama.. betrayal.. and who can forget the bitches. i spent 2 hours i think; watching 2 episodes from the second season and damn. i was enjoying every minute of it. what makes one hooked to this soap opera? lets see: theres the clothes- very preppy, very high fashion and wonderful dresses even for a soiree. and then, theres the It bags- goodness, there were lots of Hermes! and the shoes- well the camera doesnt always take full length body shots, do they. so apart from how they look, the drama is still a must-watch, cos it's soo twisted; very ironic indeed. after one episode, you'd be astounded by what had happened. well, they can never go wrong with having too much happening at one point of time and darlings, thats a plus point. but if guys intend to watch it, erm, just make sure you have a female right beside you cos you do need translations. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht. i fell asleep. idk, for an hour i think. then the loading on crunchyroll was so slow, i gave up watching the movie, Secret. ohh yes. now playing on my iTunes. &lt;strong&gt;Jay Chou- Hua se yuo mo.&lt;/strong&gt; xiu xing helped me find this song! haha. thank you. someone asked, "why you listen to chinese songs?" why cant i? i've been influenced by my brother's friends. and the song tunes are different, very, ermm, different laaa. ahaa. and i dont really care if i dont understand. slowly i'll find what the song is about. so yeah(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im done.&lt;br /&gt;AU REVOIR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2486930993109134851?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2486930993109134851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2486930993109134851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2486930993109134851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2486930993109134851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-i-miss-gossip-girl-ooooh-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3024936290841694698</id><published>2008-11-05T16:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:12:07.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mrs Mathews would repeat this over and over: 'Tomorrow will NEVER come' - procrastinating till the next day. and the next day. and the next day. and the next day. i get her point; guess it's a little to late cos now i only have the evening to finish the required assignments. arghh. i have 80% of the FYE geog elec paper to redo. and additional qns from the textbook. why do they have to cut down trees rapidly? wah laos. if they would cut, like, a hectare every two days, geog students wouldnt have to learn about DEFORESTATION and go thru a case study about Kalimantan Indonesia. oh ya. we have to label the countries on the Human Development Map and the continents on the World Map. continents isnt a prob but the otherr; i think im gonna go all like "ummm?" when she gives us the short quiz tmrw. and i cant forget english. aaaaah. Mr Taufiq forced us to do this year's GCE O levels compre and summary. a compre about CATS- those creatures tht would meow meow like crazy when they're hungry. not natt's favourite at all. eeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently im listening to a WTC 911 tribute- a little girl 'talking' to her daddy who died in the tragedy with the song Heaven playing. every single time i listen to this, tears never fail to trickle down; no matter how many times it keeps playing on my iTunes. call me emotional but when you hear her talking (trying her best to hold back her tears),recalling the memories she had with her dad- you'd shed a tear or two. a little girl who has to live without one of the most important people in her life beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"..I knw you dont like it when i cry..you never wanted me to be sad..i tried daddy, but it hurts.. Is it true you're not coming home?Maybe someday i'll visit you in heaven okay?.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3024936290841694698?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3024936290841694698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3024936290841694698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3024936290841694698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3024936290841694698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-what-mrs-mathews-means-by.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6359951279158573184</id><published>2008-11-04T17:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:56:32.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY. im gonna update. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. malay &amp;amp; physics. we were required to do around 6 sets of malay worksheets. one set has at least 5 pages, printed on both sides. aaaaaaaahh. thenn thenn. physics; mrs koh continued with pressure. the manometer, atmospheric pressure all that uhh. she asked me whats the unit for pressure and i got it right. yay me. usually, after being asked a qn, the particular person has to pick someone from the opposite gender to answer the following qn. so yeahh; i had to pick a guy to answerr the next qn. it was really unnecessary laa. thenn she was like, "spoilt for choice huh, natasha?" i was like YEAAAAAAH. right. thenn ariff had to add in,"pick the guy you like!"&lt;br /&gt;i know ralph said something cos he was grinning non-stop. so i bastard him. "RALPH!" and of course, ariff was dragged in by ralph. haha. bt in the end, they didnt have any prob doing the qn. cos they had help from harshini. hehh. it was kinda sad to see mrs koh go. sighh. lets just hope next year, 3EA would NOT get ms uma or any evil teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterr that. met up with sheada. i miss talking to her. hahaa. we went to 267 there and sat under the void deck. i was eating and she was talking. it was weird luhh. idk why. haha. we talked about the past, the present and the future. STRICTLY CONFIDENTIAL(: we went back to school. waited for the other mentors. while she was doing her chem. she made her way home when the mentors came. as a group, we walked to Yishun NPC. it started drizzling on the way. i was having a bad hair day anyways so i didnt really care. so we waited for the officers. waited. and waited. and waited. [i was beginning to become restless.] and waited. FINALLY, he came. blah blah. meeting started. blahh blahh. meeting ended. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah, last weekend. stayed overnight at HDB's Holiday Bunglow. it was so damn big. 5 air-conditioned rooms. 3 toilets. a kitchen. a backyard. a garden patio for bbq. an indoor patio. a garage. a large living room. a back corridor. 2 2nd storey balconies. okay, i think im done. phew.&lt;br /&gt;we played twister. and then hide-and-seek. we went to pasir ris park, just right across the road. climbed the jungle gym thingy and played soccer and then went back. it was sooo tiring. 3-a-side. girls vs boys. OBVIOUSLY. boys won. cos they played rough. and my bro was hogging the ball most of the time. and the way he did it, ohh man. you should have seen it. it almost made me pee in my pants after laughing so hard. we all were like little kids, finally having the liberty to run around like crazy in the muddy fields with no shoes on. the score was 2-1 by the way. not bad for soccer noobs okayy. ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264751605548374466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SRAnsP9g2cI/AAAAAAAAAL8/BAm0ymTrpy8/s320/IMG_5731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mum! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264751599274223314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SRAnr4lo5tI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1d-x7ayV1Dg/s320/IMG_5719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the retard with 4 year olds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264751593769931986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SRAnrkFUFNI/AAAAAAAAALs/Tw6FfcPDO_E/s320/IMG_5715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a bunch of kids and a mum playing twister(:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264751609758899010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SRAnsfpYW0I/AAAAAAAAAME/NV4yWcl0ORs/s320/IMG_5768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;watching a SCARY movie. nachos and cheese provided. Xp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6359951279158573184?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6359951279158573184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6359951279158573184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6359951279158573184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6359951279158573184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SRAnsP9g2cI/AAAAAAAAAL8/BAm0ymTrpy8/s72-c/IMG_5731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-4998554306460030281</id><published>2008-10-29T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:07:52.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DZUL THE SPAMMER! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. damn you laaarhhs. but nvm, you wont get away with this. MUAAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually uh. im tired. differentiation in school was enough to make me sick. in the head. yeah, it's kinda easy to understand. but whenn it gets more and more complicating, i think i need a minimum of 15 mins for one qn. imagine the chain rule, basic rule and product rule- all in one qn. and today chem class was cancelled cos ms siva went for the sec 1 and 2 camp. chem free man! FOR NOW. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. amaths and ss tmrw. AAAAAAAAHH. i suck at social studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go shopping SOON. argh. im itching to spend spend spend. idk why. so dont ask. ohh yeah! vivian's Twilight is soooo small. and THIN. ahaha. sooo unfair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;now playing on iTunes: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100 Years - Five for Fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"I'm 99 for a moment...Dying for just another moment...And I'm just dreaming...Counting the ways to where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4998554306460030281?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4998554306460030281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4998554306460030281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4998554306460030281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4998554306460030281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/dzul-spammer.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3564770331026187851</id><published>2008-10-28T13:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:50:09.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MENTORS OF 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cool or wht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day, we had to introduce ourselves, say wht is our best attribute and show our best dance move. it was hilarious. and this was when Felix was known as Mr Logical. and thru another game also, we found out he has gone to Paris and other European countries. soon, he was known as the rich kid. xD the objective of another game was to pass a ball with only the ENDS of a pencil from the highest tier of the music room, make its way around the room and back to the starting point. the ball cant touch the body of the pencil OR the body of someone. i've said it more than twice; when there's a ball involved, im a downright jinx. it's either due to the ball i can get multiple injuries from someone knocking over me or; the ball LOVES me so much, it would always land on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, we had to do a hell lot of SQUATS on the second day. eventually, walking could nver be the same again for me. legs are all jelly-like. to get from level 1 to level 2 took all of us at least 3 mins during the whole camp. it wasnt because we were really slow or anything, seriously. the ONLY accessible staircase was the one beside the hall. so imagine how long someone had to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahan &lt;/span&gt;to get to the loo. at night, oh my gawd.  it's scary. especially the DnT room there. we had to sleep in classrooms and on the table cos nobody was allowed to sleep on the floor. curfew- 12:04 am. well it was nice to talk to SOMEONE alone for a moment or two; until they came along. well, heck about it. [natt learnt that it's better to let things go rather than just holding on. "move forward," a mentor said.] they came, i went inside the classroom. went out again; asked a kind soul to lend his/ her phone for a while; yongsan was the one. but he was noisy luhh. "want to call who? boyfriend right? confirm boyfriend.." =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone had to make a speech on the last day. 3 mins. after tht, the teachers would bomb questions at us. heh. i talked about how im gonna improve my flaws; being over self-conscious &amp;amp; too much of a perfectionist. mr sim asked, "in the first place why did you hesitate to go for this camp?" and i chuckled. told them about my dad. how mr shaiful got scolded by him. heh.  luckily he wasnt there. and there was this malay teacher, who asked, "if you could choose between getting the work done and pleasing everybody, which one would you choose and why?" my answer? "getting the work done cos like i said, in this world, you cant please everybody. yeah, ppl will hate me for this. but maybe i can tell them why its important to get things done and slowly we'd work together to fulfill the task required." i know i said something else; which i totally cant recall. but whatever. you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i havent blogg about why i change the background music to Love Story by Taylor Swift. hmm, i guess im still waiting for a fairytale ending. stupid i know. but dont tell me YOU dont have any ridiculous dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Romeo, save me; They try to tell me how I feel..This love is difficult, but it's real..Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess..It's a love story; Baby, just say yes.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3564770331026187851?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3564770331026187851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3564770331026187851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3564770331026187851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3564770331026187851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp-was-enjoyable.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-7985577174858689643</id><published>2008-10-23T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:55:29.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAMP TOMORROW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. my mom came home from work. then suddenly she asked me, "tmrw got sch?" and i raised my eyebrows. "no, but tmrw got camp." she was shocked. oh yeah. "camp!? when? what time?" i kinda giggled cos to see her face expression at tht point of time was just priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents, surprisingly, didnt scold when they saw my results. my dad especially; i called him immediately when i reached home, complaining to him how my level dropped like crapp. and he was like "aiya, nevermind laa." when he got home, he just flipped thru. didnt even bother to lecture about that one F9 and E8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lurhhs. i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AU REVOIR DARLINGS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh my gawd. snobbish much? eeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7985577174858689643?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7985577174858689643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7985577174858689643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7985577174858689643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7985577174858689643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/camp-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3487630177524352049</id><published>2008-10-22T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:46:19.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so NOT going to change my blogskin(:&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the financial literacy course was, err, beneficial. it was kinda fun, organising an event after another. everyday, re-shuffling happens and we'd always have new group members. the guys had ikea as one of their sponsor for all three events. sponsor what uh? TABLES AND CHAIRS. xD and and just now, i almost fell asleep while playing Pay Day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my results. are so *beep* luhh. will elaborate tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;picture picture time! this was last sunday(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7ytqg7LkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ev1nm_UYdP4/s1600-h/NEW+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7ytqg7LkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ev1nm_UYdP4/s320/NEW+222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908281135738434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sisters unite (one not in photo) :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7yt7PeG_I/AAAAAAAAALE/t7D5ejoahss/s1600-h/NEW+270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7yt7PeG_I/AAAAAAAAALE/t7D5ejoahss/s320/NEW+270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908285625932786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we do look alike right right? Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7yu-Bj2mI/AAAAAAAAALU/lbWQ2yrH9bQ/s1600-h/NEW+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7yu-Bj2mI/AAAAAAAAALU/lbWQ2yrH9bQ/s320/NEW+243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259908303552764514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she was tying her hair and i was busy replying FLAGPOLE&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7zyKJFk3I/AAAAAAAAALc/DiZRSE1xWxs/s1600-h/NEW+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7zyKJFk3I/AAAAAAAAALc/DiZRSE1xWxs/s320/NEW+254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259909457856795506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;didnt know he was taking my pict. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7zyYfENYI/AAAAAAAAALk/MP1qrLe6XEk/s1600-h/NEW+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7zyYfENYI/AAAAAAAAALk/MP1qrLe6XEk/s320/NEW+235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259909461707076994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NATT :D&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/7438918579864514703-3487630177524352049?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3487630177524352049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3487630177524352049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3487630177524352049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3487630177524352049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-not-going-to-change-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SP7ytqg7LkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ev1nm_UYdP4/s72-c/NEW+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-6960259332881397634</id><published>2008-10-17T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:06:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i chatted with Cory. this was how it all started. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been great all this time, taking a step back , but now it gets hard says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;hey so ur going that gathering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;           NATT-                      Phlegmatic.      says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;most probably(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Its been great all this time, taking a step back , but now it gets hard says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;eh ur blog again too white lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;           NATT-                      Phlegmatic.      says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ahhaa. it shows im PURE. Xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;i just love white luhh actually. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see..i've been facebook-ing since just now.&lt;br /&gt;and ohh yeah, layan-ing that EVIL guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, comp is lagging.&lt;br /&gt;gtg. au revoir(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6960259332881397634?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6960259332881397634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6960259332881397634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6960259332881397634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6960259332881397634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-chatted-with-cory.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-7445462402973818543</id><published>2008-10-13T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:11:42.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nono school today. whooooooooooooosh. love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im addicted to gossipgirl. okay, no think -  I AM ADDICTED to it.&lt;br /&gt;the 1st season was so-so but ohhh yeahh, im lovin' the 2nd season!(:&lt;br /&gt;(although the loading is superr sloooow..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update later. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7445462402973818543?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7445462402973818543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7445462402973818543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7445462402973818543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7445462402973818543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/nono-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-444323033171815777</id><published>2008-10-10T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:00:34.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im diagnosed with Eczema, a type of skin condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i have to abide by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;i cant eat this, cant eat that. anything that i come in contact with has to be clean, you know like clean clean. i have to use "fattening" soaps; eg. goat's milk soap and also unscented ones and then there's the.. aaaah, forget it. i could go on forever if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sickening part: i have to avoid chili, seafood and chicken.&lt;br /&gt;chili is a staple ingredient in almost every singaporean's dish. so not eating it is like commiting a crime, punishable by law right? sigh. and and and,  i wanna eat mussels and crabs and more mussels and salmon and more mussels and scallops and more mussels.. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want justice. is there any judge judy around here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;strong&gt;Gotta Be Somebody - Nickelback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" You can't give up...Because you never know when it shows up; Make sure you're holdin' on- Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- just keep holding on. yeah, for how long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-444323033171815777?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/444323033171815777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=444323033171815777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/444323033171815777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/444323033171815777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-diagnosed-with-eczema-type-of-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8886468137221754631</id><published>2008-10-09T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T18:35:48.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so here's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OFFICIALLY OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no late night mugging.&lt;/strong&gt; more NFScarbon. &lt;strong&gt;no stress.&lt;/strong&gt; more computer usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was itching to hold the controllers for the past week and i finally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah, the sound of my lamborghini gallardo breezing through the circuit was what i've been wanting to hear all along. but the frequent collisions with the walls was a complete turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yaaa laaa, i still kinda suck at controlling; dont rub it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255099861575764898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SO3dezxti6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Oo-9_CG-ibk/s320/NEW+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my cousin and i. she's pretty, isnt she?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8886468137221754631?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8886468137221754631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8886468137221754631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8886468137221754631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8886468137221754631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-heres-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SO3dezxti6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Oo-9_CG-ibk/s72-c/NEW+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-5098246592974855807</id><published>2008-09-20T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:17:06.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE LAST POST. uhh hmmms.&lt;br /&gt;i'll resume blogging after FYE. which is probably 10 Oct(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. was boring.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 11. when i was showering, my mum knocked on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: NATASHA! TAKE YOUR BROTHER'S TIE!&lt;br /&gt;natt: WHERE??&lt;br /&gt;mum: near his pants there..&lt;br /&gt;natt: dont have.&lt;br /&gt;mum: IT'S THERE! NATASHA, THIS IS WORK! HE CANT BE LATE!&lt;br /&gt;natt: DONT HAVE!! sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*silence*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid: nvm, he found it alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new sofa came. thats why we couldnt go out. so i helped my dad make satay. wheeeee. but the sticks were irritating cos some werent that sharp and durhh, how the hell was i supposed to poke the beef strips thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made cookies after dinner. heeeeeeee. good girl.&lt;br /&gt;lols. sorry. self-praise. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahhs. we're heading to malaysia tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;but my sisters arent following. so YAY. sister- free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd. when the exams are near, i cant stay put at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh the irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5098246592974855807?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5098246592974855807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5098246592974855807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5098246592974855807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5098246592974855807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-657584857463479266</id><published>2008-09-19T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:09:23.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"im still holding on..on to you.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse. one of those musicians i admire. plus their songs are always meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;well, you cant understand and get what the song is about just after listening to it once. it's logic. the first time you listen to a song, you'd just wanna know how the song goes; probably like a run-through. the second time, you'd tend to listen to the rhythm, tune and tempo of the song. if it's addictive and catchy, most likely the tune would be stuck in your head for quite some time. normally the same tune will be on replay in my brain for a week or so. hehh. so, when you listen it for the third time, you'd finally listen closely to the lyrics of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly enough, today i realised that i tend to study almost everyone's actions and behaviour. it's almost like second nature to me. idk uhh. thats how i know if the people around me are talking/laughing about me. so it isnt quite neccessary for me to ask, "eh, you hate me arh?" cos it's a waste of breath. truth is, i dont really mind if people hate me or whatever. a relief teacher once said to me, "in this world, you cant expect everyone to like you. take good and bad apples for example. some like the good ones, some like the bad ones. it depends on them, and you really shouldnt give a damn about them. it's you and yourself that really matters." and a big thank you to him cos that advice, im sure, will stay with me till i grow old with grey hair on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the connection sucks. thank goodness for the xbox 360.&lt;br /&gt;when i get disconnected, i'll reach for the controller and start playing. luckily it's wireless; i cn sit facing the laptop and i would just have to turn my head to face the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth laa natt.&lt;br /&gt;the finals are super close and you're still playing. tsk, tsk. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright im done baby!&lt;br /&gt;ciao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-657584857463479266?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/657584857463479266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=657584857463479266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/657584857463479266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/657584857463479266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-still-holding-on.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2040834166314322577</id><published>2008-09-18T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:44:47.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woaaaaaaaaah. seriously fever sucks.&lt;br /&gt;im not getting any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want any brain cells to die just because of this *beep* fever. yeah, a number of our brain cells die every day - sheada told me. but please, i need brain cells for the finals! and oh yeah, the Os too next year. crapp luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, during english, there was this big reminder on the board- "MT Oral next Tuesday for malay students." omgomgomg. one, i have tuition on tuesday. two, i still cant talk for the convo part. idk what i find difficult in speaking my mother tongue. it's just like that. if economy or today's news is the main issue of the convo thingy, i can kiss goodbye to scraping through to sec 4 with a C6 for malay. yeah, i can sorta speak malay, but thats more of &lt;em&gt;bahasa pasar&lt;/em&gt; which isnt much of a help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. chemistry tomorrow. i rather get my butt wheeled into the ER at this very moment than trying to start revising. cos my head's feeling heavy, my body temperature is high, im feeling cold. but but but i still want the fan blowing directly in my face. how stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope crysanthemum tea helps.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVESARY TO MAMA AND PAPA(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -dont fight, fight horhs. must love love love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant forget my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK MARKETING MANAGER + CHEF! SMILE ALWAYS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the accent i taught you Xp eventhough i laughed when i read your group's menu (due to some grammatical error your friend made) , im sure it's gonna taste great. and a 5 course meal is difficult to plan to suit everyone's tastebuds(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2040834166314322577?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2040834166314322577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2040834166314322577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2040834166314322577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2040834166314322577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/woaaaaaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-7412094271781806519</id><published>2008-09-17T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:55:18.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay luhh. 2 weeks is long enough.&lt;br /&gt;it's pure torture; not blogging. no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week. is just sooo "interesting"(take note of the inverted commas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, the VP was our amaths teacher for a day. he's going to be our amaths teacher again tmrw. frankly, he's not that bad - he didnt even ask us to separate our tables while doing our amaths test. but.. okay nvm. suddenly i remembered mr chen's "*..." on the whiteboard. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have emaths and physics test tmrw. waaaaaaaaah. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohhh yeah. exam fever. i hate genes. seriously luhh. my parents dont get sick around their exams, nobody does in my family except for my uncle. why do i have to inherit this weird thingy thingy. it sucks you know, falling ill with a major internal exam around the corner. fine, i have to get used to it but hello, im still a skeptic over why i was the so-called chosen one. SOME people think this might be a joke or something, or im just making excuses. oh come on, you think i have nothing better to do? get a life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. boys. guys. whatever you call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just make things clear here.&lt;br /&gt;im single. &amp;amp; i've stopped crushing/liking whoever i fancied before. cos like durh, i was naive then; didnt know how to differentiate 'sweet, hot guys' with 'dumb, hot guys'. nyeheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fever is such a turn-off.  *beep* have to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir earthlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7412094271781806519?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7412094271781806519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7412094271781806519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7412094271781806519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7412094271781806519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-luhh.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-5759442951031183600</id><published>2008-09-04T08:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:26:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because of a message i received late last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; W&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt;T &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;E U&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PD&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;G &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;IS &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;IL&lt;/span&gt;L F&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; N&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OT&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;frequent readers of sugarcoated-cherios, dont curse the author. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INSTEAD&lt;/span&gt;. curse the hell out of &lt;strong&gt;that guy&lt;/strong&gt; who &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;broke the author's heart with his message &lt;u&gt;without&lt;/u&gt; even realising he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5759442951031183600?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5759442951031183600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5759442951031183600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5759442951031183600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5759442951031183600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/because-of-message-i-received-late-last.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4852198666303350949</id><published>2008-09-03T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:49:20.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wednesday is always slack day for me.&lt;br /&gt;idk why. it's like, i cant do anything practical and worthwhile when it's slack day.&lt;br /&gt;i've already watched both movies -&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wild Child&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hottie And The Nottie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endless episodes of &lt;strong&gt;The Family Guy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;American Dad&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and searched for nice lovey dovey songs to download.&lt;br /&gt;uhh huh, you can call me sentimental alright. ahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah, im sick too. i think thats partly the reason why im slacking. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, this ding dong guy msged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: natt, help me think of an english name. im applying for my IC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;natt: try Ivan or Isaac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: or Erwin.. Nvm, i'll put it next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;natt: why sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: dont know how to pronounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;natt: "eye-ven" for Ivan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: i knw that, the other one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;natt: "eye-zack" for Isaac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: if you like the name so much, why you gimme? shouldnt you keep it for your bf since you like it so much?. you bear to give me use ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;natt: they usually have names alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: but, why isaac le? i thought it's a malay name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;natt: no luhh! it's an english name, like the guy who discovered gravity- Sir Isaac Newton. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: okay, i take it!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;him: but my friend said it's a dog name.. nvm, thanks net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna kill him. he called me &lt;strong&gt;NET&lt;/strong&gt;. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been talking to Leon and Wan. gawd, they can nver stop crapping. but either Leon or me will log out after awhile. and it just keeps re-occuring. Wan got irritated and he scolded Leon. Then Leon went all like, "natt also! why nver scold her!" he acted emo after that. Wan 'scolded' me. we also  crapped about the girl we saw outside their school on friday; she was sooo excited when she saw Leon. she couldnt keep still when Leon and i were walking towards her way. &lt;div&gt;and we just went on(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was there on friday, i couldnt believe Leon has a die hard fan. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres the leaders' BBQ. guess what; im too lazy to attend. i can predict it's gonna be BORING.&lt;br /&gt;besides, it's raining. dont tell me, the BBQ is going to be indoors. thats just like, aaack. not a bbq at all. i love those kind of bbq when you leave, you hair would smell of charcoal. thats a real bbq, baby. dont forget the company of your loved ones. they would just complete it perfectly.    &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. im gonna end here.&lt;br /&gt;HASTA LA VISTA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing on my iTunes: &lt;strong&gt;I'll Be - Edwin McCain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" ...I'll be captivated... I'll hang from your lips; Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;-i'm already captivated. by you.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4852198666303350949?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4852198666303350949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4852198666303350949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4852198666303350949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4852198666303350949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-is-always-slack-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4773958134122962180</id><published>2008-09-01T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:48:03.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>distractions.&lt;br /&gt;i hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the 'd' word, i havent started studying.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be doing my emaths right now.&lt;br /&gt;bt noooo. i've just finished watching Juno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"..speaker, speaker on the dancefloor...tell me speaker what is wrong...is it the groove that makes you move..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCEFLOOR- an addictive (bt irritating at times) techno song by Stylophonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i have to go.&lt;br /&gt; AU REVOIR(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4773958134122962180?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4773958134122962180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4773958134122962180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4773958134122962180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4773958134122962180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/09/distractions.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3553114104197177372</id><published>2008-08-30T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:19:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;look man, i'm not angry at you anymore. girls do have moodswings. andd my patience has its limits. be reasonable next time. just dont give me a nonsensical reason that you came up with 5 minutes before.&lt;strong&gt; you're forgiven, Nicholas Toh Hun Ter(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im worn out.&lt;br /&gt;went to malaysia to shop till we dropp. literally, we did. we went into every single shop we see. and ohh yes, we visited more than 3 shopping malls. definitely a guy's worst nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;i got everthing i wanted; a new watch, mooncakes and new specs - just to name a few. (come on!  girls can NEVER get enough of wanting things. very materialistic creatures indeed. haha.)  and and and, we bought a lots and lots of candy! mostly lollipops, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i have to put my dentist on speed dial. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, more shopping. this time, COMEX 08 at Suntec. wheeeeeeeee. too bad i cant ask for a laptop since my results are sooo *beep* this time. but still, my mom owes me. i was like, "if i cant get a laptop, make sure i get something else. YOU CANT SAY NO. *angelic smile* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, BAYBEATS this year is worth the wait. bt damn, not my parents' kind of genre. one likes jazz and the other loves rock ballads. obviously, i couldnt ask them to bring me there. so i didnt bother asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna eat my mooncake. just a slice.. and then it's CHEESECAKE time! :DD&lt;br /&gt;btw, this is how Natt gets fat. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AU REVOIR!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-3553114104197177372?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3553114104197177372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3553114104197177372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3553114104197177372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3553114104197177372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-man-im-not-angry-at-you-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6849171209531293461</id><published>2008-08-29T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:05:36.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOW PLAYING: Same Script, Different Cast -Whitney Houston and Deborah Cox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lights, camera, now you're on. Just remember you've been warned. Enjoy it now, 'cause this will last. I'm the future, you're his past."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont blogg much. jst wanna say THANK YOU to Leon and Cory for making me laugh and cry like crazy. both of them are super tall luhh. and and Cory is such a performer; 'The Dude Who Wanted To Do The Jumpstyle On The Road'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa. i'll blogg soon. AU REVOIR(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6849171209531293461?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6849171209531293461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6849171209531293461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6849171209531293461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6849171209531293461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-playing-same-script-different-cast.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8132252623670722209</id><published>2008-08-23T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:50:53.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 done. 5 more to go. i really suck with the scissors. oh wait, i stand corrected.&lt;br /&gt;i suck suck suck with the scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this service learning project is really beeep. SDSC still hasnt confirm with us whether the wheelchair basketballers are coming or not. idk if the souvenir group has the sent their bookmark design for confirmation to SDSC's director. andd currently, NO LOWER SEC team has signed up for the soccer tournament. i alrdy have 4 upper sec teams; including a non-nss team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;i have to laminate the papers today. and paste pretty colour papers behind. although, the pasting should happen before the lamination. shoot, i cant think straight- my mind is in a whirl. argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8132252623670722209?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8132252623670722209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8132252623670722209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8132252623670722209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8132252623670722209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-done.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1998111326019747072</id><published>2008-08-22T14:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:00:54.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SK5WAj1YpiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UvwIfEOegTg/s1600-h/Laavendaar.+Xp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237217984297608738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SK5WAj1YpiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UvwIfEOegTg/s320/Laavendaar.+Xp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he's noisy. Xp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Lavender on wednesday with min to make my IC.&lt;br /&gt;after tht we went to vivo. i lost him after he said he wanted to go to the washroom. lols. we didnt knw exactly where to meet, so i told him to go home and i met my mom near her office building.  she introduced me to her colleague. very handsome indeed :D i guess thats why my mom always says that she's old enough to be her colleagues' mom. and ohh yea, tht guy was jst 25(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around thereafter. ordered banana split each at secret recipe. we had an intimate mother-daughter conversation while eating our banana split, or should i say splits. idk luhh. hahaa. bought more cheesecake slices. HEEEEE. and waited for my dad at the mrt station. it was nice having quality time with my parents alone. my dad made me laughh like a hyena. which was kinda loud. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new york cheesecake - my best friend ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NORTHLANDERS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REGISTER YOUR TEAMS NOW FOR 3EA'S SOCCER TOURNAMENT!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1998111326019747072?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1998111326019747072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1998111326019747072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1998111326019747072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1998111326019747072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/hes-noisy.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SK5WAj1YpiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UvwIfEOegTg/s72-c/Laavendaar.+Xp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-5656647199742174026</id><published>2008-08-18T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:55:58.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DEMORALISING. dispiriting. VITIATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh. first. it was physics. then it was amaths.&lt;br /&gt;soon after, it was my emaths result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i wont elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update more soon. maybe tmrw after geog.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna screw the last paper. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start mugging.&lt;br /&gt;au revoir(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing on iTunes :&lt;strong&gt; If You Come Back - Blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i swear, if you come back in my life, i'll be there 'till the end of time..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; want you back. and that aint gonna change; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I PROMISE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5656647199742174026?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5656647199742174026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5656647199742174026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5656647199742174026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5656647199742174026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/demoralising.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4724067035169572382</id><published>2008-08-11T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T16:28:32.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets start with friday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo by myself. met up with my mom there. and we went shopping! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooooo freaking hard to find the perfect coat/blazer. like seriously. there were too much of those office-sort of blazers. after a lot of walking, we finally found the perfect coat at Zara. the black was so-so. the brown was okay. but my mom when all like "but wait, you do have a few pieces of the same colour right?" andd in the end i chose the RED one. superr striking(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon after, we found a white dress to match with it.&lt;br /&gt;patriotic much? ohh yeahh. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also searched for Adidas Kundo; but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;bleahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the car, my mom was like "OHH. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO MAKE YOUR IC RIGHT TODAY."&lt;br /&gt;even i myself totally forgot about that. O_o''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY- 09.08.08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zulfizwan. Sufei. Fareez. Spyke. Vivian. Sheada. Marion. Old kidd. Vignesh. Mastan. Azura. Yoke Kee. Faiz. Syafiq. Leon. Khuza. Maggie. Benjamin goh. Meera. Nisha. Ralph. Nabilah. Nazim. Mrs Mathews. Nazrul. Dinasha. Nishta. Shadmira. Ayesha. Chin tian. Mariya. Muhaimin. Xiu Xing. Iman. Pristina. Fahmi. Yi Hui. Min Xia. Nisha. Ariff James. Hidayat. Veron. Mastan. Hui Ting. Jolie. Fadzly. Kai Yuen. Farain. Danial. Li Ping. Zi ming. Khai. Natasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{if i missed out any names, sorry arhhs.} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Zulfizwan&lt;/u&gt; was the first one at 0000hrs precisely :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU PEOPLE!((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that morning, my parents gave a card. 'My Precious Daughter'. the inside was full of words. very touching(: and i had the privilege of using the comp for 24hrs straight. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. there was this family gathering. my aunts and uncles, nephews and cousins came. dear brother was the head chef along with my dad. everything was delicious. Pan-fried Japanese Saba Fish was on the menu and we were out of it by 5! Xp along with honey barbequed wings was homemade coleslaw and spaghetti and honey corn. ohh yeah! there were mussels too, with butter cream sauce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cake was a chocolate mousse cake. my parents couldnt get cheesecake at the very last minute. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so damn crazy in my brother's room. Danish and Aiman were doing the shuffle and jumpstyle everytime a techno song starts playing on the laptop's iTunes. watched youtube videos on The Red House located at, i forgot. Bedok, Pasir Ris there i think. scary laa. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received presents! and money money money!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;we went out! headed to Jurong Sports thingy thingy where there is the swimming pool with the BIG slide. only my sisters had their swimming suits on. my brother and i just wanted to lay back and enjoy the breathtaking view. ohh wait. there were minahs. *PUKE* not so breathtaking after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had our dinner at IMM. and i was getting irritated with my bowl of noodles. "ehh see, from jst i've been eating non-stop yet the soup level never subsides.. " and my brother jst couldnt stop laughing. dingy dong dong him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, we cracked up when our parents started singing along to those 80s songs. very entertaining. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY = today.&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep during amaths! thank god Mr Chen didnt scold me or even take notice. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you ayesha for the present! i love it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4724067035169572382?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4724067035169572382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4724067035169572382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4724067035169572382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4724067035169572382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-start-with-friday-went-to-vivo-by.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1753935773525533474</id><published>2008-08-06T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T20:12:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chaotic. S.W.A.T Team. Torturing. 2 am. Contraband items. Continuous push-ups and sit-ups. Planning. AS3. 3 am. Attitude. Trust. Gems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to describe the Sec 3 camp in less than 20 words; all in one minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to boldly accuse those notorious ones; but solely almost everything was up to them and whether they wanted to co-operate with us or jst do something stupid- breaking the rules.&lt;br /&gt;the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst glad that we managed to reach sch before 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leaders were willing to take chances &amp;amp; nverr failed to help each other out.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine, Andrew and the others - The Trainers who pressured us to think further and improve.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers. the vulgar, i-want-what-i-asked-for-in-ten-seconds kind of teachers &amp;amp; the we-will-try-to-help-you-leaders kind of teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; outgoing campers(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guys for making all this worthwhile :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1753935773525533474?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1753935773525533474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1753935773525533474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1753935773525533474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1753935773525533474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/08/chaotic.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6584629784434986930</id><published>2008-07-29T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:59:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OOOOOOH.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to blogg about someone with regards to.. B.. B.. B.. &lt;br /&gt;okayy laaaa. i wont. seeee. good girl((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeps. nothing interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6584629784434986930?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6584629784434986930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6584629784434986930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6584629784434986930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6584629784434986930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/ooooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1283783986887782668</id><published>2008-07-25T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:03:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im currently facebook-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does my Birthday mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You often have problem in promoting yourself, just because you don't know how to express your true self. On the other hand, you don't really care what they think. This is why people misunderstand you until they really get a chance to learn about your pleasant personality. Opposite sex find you mysterious and worth searching. Your wit is remarkable but sometimes you are too fast to follow. Your Love, You won't reveal your feeling even after dreaming about the same guy over and over. Your first love lasts forever. You are responsible to the feeling of your lover. The chance to betray your lover is none. You have luck with children.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the last sentence. uhhhhh.. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! next qn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What 'Twilight' character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edward!&lt;br /&gt;You are very confused with questions that you can't answer. You look for happiness although you don't always find it, but when you do, you never want to let it go. It can be clingy though, although it shows you love deeply. When you're scared, you don't curl up and cry, you deal with it through some type of outlet, but never voilence. You're a peaceful and loving vampire, afraid to hurt others more than yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nonoo! i dont want to be him. i want Edward Cullens to be my bf!(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Kind of Guy Will You Fall For?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You would fall for the gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye out for your love at your next formal or field trip to the opera. Watch out for bad boys who walk on the inside of the curb and don't hold the door for you, and you'll end up with the guy who's suave, sophisticated, and classy through-and-through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ohhhh. nice((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which Rockstar Are You Like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Jerry Garcia.&lt;br /&gt;Lead guitarist in a rock environment, Jerry Garcia naturally got a lot of attention. It was his warm, charismatic personality that earned him the affection of millions of Dead Heads. So it is with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- noo Jimi Hendrix? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. man, that was fun(:&lt;br /&gt;i'll stop here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1283783986887782668?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1283783986887782668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1283783986887782668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1283783986887782668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1283783986887782668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-currently-facebook-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-5598662785559211002</id><published>2008-07-24T15:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:03:07.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;being called a CRIPPLE.&lt;br /&gt;just because of the way i walked today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the accident was stupid. and it all happened ytdd night.&lt;br /&gt;now i have a distorted 4th right toe; it curves andd the nail is slanted to the left.&lt;br /&gt;jst describing it scares me. ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd it's superr painful to walk with. i cant exert pressure on it.&lt;br /&gt;just because of this toe, i was almost late for sch - i hadd to drag.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic with a capital P please. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before english, Ariff and Benjamin went all like, "Natasha, after school got practice for flag-bearers." soo last minute. who wasnt angry. i wanted to eat lunch in schh with meera and shidah and zura! &gt;.&lt; size="1"&gt;(she was talking about saliva btw) &lt;/span&gt;and i was all, "nvm, free shower for all!" Xp&lt;br /&gt;it was funny when Benjamin was giving the command. practically we couldnt stop laughing. evil, i knw. cant help it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterr the practice ended, Benjamin escorted me home. soooo gentleman. hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thank you Mr Benjamin Tan :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Racial harmony picts!(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHDT_NAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-fhLMXErwlo/s1600-h/CIMG3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226514350130279426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHDT_NAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-fhLMXErwlo/s320/CIMG3167.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHDT_NAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-fhLMXErwlo/s1600-h/CIMG3167.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pink pink pink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHYtf4ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7sre-3VtIos/s1600-h/CIMG3166.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226514355874423186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHYtf4ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7sre-3VtIos/s320/CIMG3166.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ayeeshaaaaaa &amp;amp; Natt :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHaUdjfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A1_9K_WHrps/s1600-h/CIMG3168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226514356306284018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHaUdjfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/A1_9K_WHrps/s320/CIMG3168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my NYP buddy! wheeeeee :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5598662785559211002?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5598662785559211002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5598662785559211002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5598662785559211002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5598662785559211002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-called-cripple.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SIhPHDT_NAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/-fhLMXErwlo/s72-c/CIMG3167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-4891741621486734631</id><published>2008-07-22T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:03:08.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt go to sch. yay me.&lt;br /&gt;btw, today's post will be dedicated to what happened on my weekend(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4X5BnrOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W2tMM14PFqo/s1600-h/Photo0228A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715294473268450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4X5BnrOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W2tMM14PFqo/s320/Photo0228A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4YKfa4vI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7KZNZoQ0wSQ/s1600-h/Photo0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715299161662194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4YKfa4vI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7KZNZoQ0wSQ/s320/Photo0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4YNydTcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zegyyK9-XPM/s1600-h/Photo0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225715300046818754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4YNydTcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zegyyK9-XPM/s320/Photo0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st pict: durhhs. it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd and 3rd: the chinese-japanese looking girl in the middle is a cousin of mine. so darn cute, isnt she(: and on the left, is my lil sister; the not so irritating one. on the right is the superr-irritating one. i did voice impersonations while reading a princess story to them. andd ohhhh, i abusedd their so-called babies. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV6vb8qlaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CJpq7-qr5i8/s1600-h/Photo0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225717898007975330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV6vb8qlaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/CJpq7-qr5i8/s320/Photo0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV6vpBvPgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mIJh8xvEZkM/s1600-h/Photo0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225717901518913026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV6vpBvPgI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mIJh8xvEZkM/s320/Photo0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV6vk5NlxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y5cqsnUE8Ns/s1600-h/Photo0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225717900409411346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV6vk5NlxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y5cqsnUE8Ns/s320/Photo0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st pict: cousins playing Winning Eleven. when guys play games, they're noisy. they'd go all like "EHH EHHH!! SIAK UH. NK TACKLE SANGAT KN, NANTI KAU.. HAH! AMBEK KAU! ISHK. TKPERR2.." [ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;translation: ehh ehh! wahh laos. you wanna tackle so muchh right, watch it. hah! take that. tsk, tsk. nvm..&lt;/span&gt; ] seriously, it's a wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd pict: he's Aiman. and i battled with him. played Need For Speed Prostreet. he won. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd pict: he's Danish. recently won the National Silat Championship. he's really a great fighter. when we came to his house, the tv was telecasting his battles. and also Aiman's. although Aiman won gold in the Seni category- he had to be smooth in a cheographed 100 steps routine, all in jst 3 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th pict: a blurr pict of Danish &amp;amp; i(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i got bullied by them. about my height; the fact that im a girl and much much more. bt thru it all, we had fun. they did the shuffle and everything; along with my brother. andd they played Fifa Street, Grand Theft Auto which i find really boring to play bt nice to watch(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4891741621486734631?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4891741621486734631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4891741621486734631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4891741621486734631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4891741621486734631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-didnt-go-to-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SIV4X5BnrOI/AAAAAAAAAI8/W2tMM14PFqo/s72-c/Photo0228A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-4226892305684335515</id><published>2008-07-18T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:10:22.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i screwed up amaths AND emaths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ohh gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;im dead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4226892305684335515?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4226892305684335515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4226892305684335515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4226892305684335515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4226892305684335515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-screwed-up-amaths-and-emaths.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-7839850792325004323</id><published>2008-07-15T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:35:29.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NATT NEEDS TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S-T-U-D-Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ack. help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7839850792325004323?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7839850792325004323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7839850792325004323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7839850792325004323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7839850792325004323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/natt-needs-to-s-t-u-d-y.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1421554017494285435</id><published>2008-07-14T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:10:44.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE CAUSE OF MY EYEBAGS : SUFEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during morning assembly, dear shidah turnedd. her eyes widen. following that, she went all,"NATT, YOU NVERR SLEEP EHH? IT'S VERY BADD YOU KNW.. " andd i went all like "SUFEI'S FAULT UHH! TALK TALK TALK ALL NIGHT.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. of course laa i didnt really mean it. i was the one who askedd him to stay up with me while i do my ss. well, actually i was busy watching the finale of The Apprentice. hahaa. bt he didnt seem to mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you you sufei((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although i have visible eyebags now. Xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. 2 free periods. wooooots. mrs mathews and mr chen werent around. and they didnt even give us work to do. how nice((: during the ss period, hui yuan was trying his best to explain how to play wahjong on viwawa. he translatedd everything directly from mandarin. "3, 3, 3, 2.. understand?" i shook my head. they laughedd. get this, i pronounced sushido as "shushido". they all crackedd up. it took me a whole 3 secs before i realised my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterr that was english. we had to go to comp lab. watchedd short clips of spiderman! at first we watched a trailer. after that ms maria would call people to write a word on the board that best describes the trailer. on the board , i wrote 'intensted'. i didnt realise my mistake until shidah told me, "ehh! wrong spelling laa!" i gazed at the board. okay wth? &amp;amp; i quickly changed it. haha. &lt;br /&gt;we thenn watchedd like a part of the movie. and thenn we had to like create a 6-line script about whats gonna happen next. shidah was really good at being green goblin, with her screeching voice and her 'muahahahaaha'. and natt was mr spidey((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e maths. omg. i felt soo sleepy. i couldnt keep my eyes open. andd vignesh was like, "If you not feeling well, just say laa. you dont need to stay here." and i didnt knw what i replied him. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay. TEST. like wtf!? i wasnt even prepared. whichh was unfair. im weak for goodness sake. im just hoping to manage a pass cos i knw i screwed up. big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara cabonara people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- because of marion, im craving for a decent plate of spaghetti.evil. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i see you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;showing a different smile everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bt the one that made weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was the smile that you had today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1421554017494285435?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1421554017494285435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1421554017494285435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1421554017494285435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1421554017494285435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/cause-of-my-eyebags-sufei-during.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-3680739751973780371</id><published>2008-07-11T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:03:09.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE VISIT TO SCIENCE CENTRE WAS SUPERR- FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for the bus uncle that is. he jam-break the bus out of a sudden in the middle of dde highway. we all jumped out of our seats; the impact was hard. i thought we were going to die in 5 secs. okay okay, so back to the uncle- he stood up, walked to the rear and shoutedd his ass off at ariff, who couldnt sit quietly like a good boy. the uncle said out of the hundred schools he has been with, we were the worst. kudos to northland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd seriously, we hadd fun. ate at mac. slackedd with ms siva outside. there were only 5 of us who preferred sitting with her. we talkedd crapp. 85% factual-based. 15% nonsensical crapp plus additional laughterr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLTYMI7I/AAAAAAAAAII/R5-nd8-CvHQ/s1600-h/Photo0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221698562232689586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLTYMI7I/AAAAAAAAAII/R5-nd8-CvHQ/s320/Photo0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; loshene. benjamin. Harshini. Natasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLSu3t0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/19mJQdfUtew/s1600-h/Photo0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLns5SyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rgPVb5-63fo/s1600-h/Photo0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLq4CprI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ylYsGdXOt-c/s1600-h/Photo0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221698568540300978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLq4CprI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ylYsGdXOt-c/s320/Photo0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pretty people - vivian &amp;amp; jolie. I LOVE THEM(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczL44d1xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qj0Q1lvNK-k/s1600-h/Photo0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221698572300179218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczL44d1xI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qj0Q1lvNK-k/s320/Photo0206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dongding. &amp;amp; dingdong.  Xp&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/7438918579864514703-3680739751973780371?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/3680739751973780371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=3680739751973780371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3680739751973780371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/3680739751973780371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/visit-to-science-centre-was-superr-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SHczLTYMI7I/AAAAAAAAAII/R5-nd8-CvHQ/s72-c/Photo0203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-4288902127212221397</id><published>2008-07-10T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:29:30.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blogging. after 20 ++ mins of tossing and turning, i give up on sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WAS fasting. until i suffered a gastric attack during physics. i'll come to that laterr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VE was enjoyable. the class divided into the 4 respective groups. Harshini, Loshene, Benjamin, Kai Yuen, Jolie, Yi Hui, Vivian &amp;amp; I are in group 1(((:&lt;br /&gt;we had to create something out of mashmallows, mentos and 2 pieces of paper in 15 mins. we decided to do a trophy inspired by - WEDDING CAKES. Xp soo wacky. i knw. whenn the marshmallow pillars toppled, we panicked. bt we burst out laughing right after that. whenn we're done, i had to present. (btw, i havent got over my stage fright yet.) so blah blah blah i went. andd yes, i fumbled twice. we call it 'The Sweetest Miniature Trophy'. we were just smiling all the way when they said we won the contest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great team. i love them. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics lesson. gastric attack.&lt;br /&gt;thank you dingdong for running to 3ED to get medicated oil for me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you maggie for being there whenn i was puking in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school. my legs were covered with insect bites while waiting for ED to be released. scary. i knw. bt it's normal for me i guess. it happens at home too. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;and then walkedd home with ariff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing on my iTunes: Helpless When She Smiles - Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"she drives me crazy, drives me wild.. bt i'm helpless when she smiles.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4288902127212221397?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4288902127212221397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4288902127212221397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4288902127212221397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4288902127212221397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2359835756963700183</id><published>2008-07-08T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:42:33.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im hooked to this song. Shayne Ward's voice is sooooooo sweet to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics suck. as usual. bt today i could understand her. Electromagnetic waves. woooots. they're much easier compared to the 5 or 6 ray diagrams we had to memorise. 6 DIFFERENT DIAGRAMS. different kind of arrows all over the place; F, 2F, parallel rays, virtual image distance, real image distance etc. DIE DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during amaths, it took me a long time to convert a non-linear line to a linear one. i was unsure of which is the BIG Y, and which was supposed to be the BIG X. sooo confusing.  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now we were released at 1:30 pm. ms norayu cancelled her e maths extra class.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER :D  this isnt her first time cancelling her extra lesson to be frank. she really loves 3EA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo afterr that, went to eat lunch with Benjamin. Samuel and Vignesh joinedd us soon afterr. We did talk a lot. Samuel too. haha. surprising, i knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that. met someone. then blah blah blah. went home with blah blah blah. blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;yay. im done(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my crapp. i havent finish my freakin NYAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dead tmrw. ms tang is going to K-I-L-L me.&lt;br /&gt;somebody save me. aaaaaaaahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2359835756963700183?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2359835756963700183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2359835756963700183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2359835756963700183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2359835756963700183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-hooked-to-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-7325884933672367817</id><published>2008-07-07T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:58:46.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight. think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's in a whirl. that's obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. i hate this. arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; whats with me and moodswings, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. to the people i've been truly sarcastic to these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i so angry(because of him) that im avenging on those who are always there for me? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a definite possibilty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing on my iTunes- Told You So by Jesse Mccartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I hate to say it but I told you so..Told you if you left that you were goin be miserable..Guess he don’t do it like me..Or else you wouldn’t be..Runnin back to the past it was you that left me.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-7325884933672367817?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/7325884933672367817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=7325884933672367817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7325884933672367817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/7325884933672367817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/think-straight.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1597737033426902874</id><published>2008-07-06T09:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:26:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOOOD MORNING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm early today. YAY me(:&lt;br /&gt;i've just finished eating breakfast - scrambledd eggs today. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt the urge to post 'Linkin Park vs Simple Plan' on Naz's website this morning. and i did. wooots. Right now, im downloading Highstreet's latest patch. Metrocity, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;lalalaa. im waiting for spongebobby squareypants pants to start tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Branch feat SANTANA is playing on my iTunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"a little bit of this.. a little bit of that.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rather happy today. *smiles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1597737033426902874?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1597737033426902874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1597737033426902874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1597737033426902874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1597737033426902874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/gooood-morning-d-im-early-today.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-686654762113591795</id><published>2008-07-04T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:51:08.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i received this email. from mr i-dont-give-a-damn-about-girls-like-you-anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From a guys point of view: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't care if you talk to other guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't care if you're friends with other guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't care if a guy calls you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned. Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till he morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it. Don't tell us we're wrong.We'll stop trying to convince you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, you can quote me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take Advantage of the mood im in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET US PAY FOR YOU! DON'T 'FEEL BAD'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We enjoy doing it. It's expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smile and say 'thank you.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us. If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. Or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get angry easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your bible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't talk about how hott Morris Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'. I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other hand im not sayin i wouldn't like it either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girls: I cannot stress this enough;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY A GUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE. DITCH HIS SORRY DISGRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION ASS, AND FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL TREAT YOU WITH UTTER RESPECT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who will honor your morals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone who will stop what theyre doing just to look you in the eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and say 'i love you' AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****Give the nice guys a chance***** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Holdin Hands]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Cuddling]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guys : Automatically move closer to her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Movies]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Laying below the stars]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[Loving each other]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too. And mean it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i wishedd. guys really are like this.&lt;/div&gt;right now.&lt;br /&gt;fat hope, fat hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-686654762113591795?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/686654762113591795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=686654762113591795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/686654762113591795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/686654762113591795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-received-this-email.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-2677989856079937278</id><published>2008-06-30T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:05:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLOOOOO WORLD!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a &lt;strong&gt;ding-dong-someone-please-hit-me-on-the-head&lt;/strong&gt; mood right now. seriously. *shouts* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE HIT ME ON THE HEAD!&lt;/span&gt;  see, how crazy i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i need to clear things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one. I'M SINGLE. not attached to anyone. so mr Caley, im not 'dating' benjamin. ding dong. we go back home together at times. not a crime you know. tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two. to &lt;u&gt;_______&lt;/u&gt; , i hope im not giving you hope. we're good good friends. nothing more, nothing less. sorry if im indirect. i dont want to hurt you. my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i have mr chen's amaths homework. and and ms maria's english worksheet. aaaaaah. i wanna watch Veronica Mars! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natt is falling for &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-2677989856079937278?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/2677989856079937278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=2677989856079937278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2677989856079937278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/2677989856079937278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/hellooooo-world-xp-im-in-ding-dong.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6232604021037883477</id><published>2008-06-29T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:39:06.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TONIGHT- fm Static&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times we spent together&lt;br /&gt;on those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;all about our lives&lt;br /&gt;and when we got to New York&lt;br /&gt;everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;br /&gt;were not enough&lt;br /&gt;and it used to feel like dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you&lt;br /&gt;here now would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss youI can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me about when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night that just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;br /&gt;and the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;and stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you SAT AND told me about your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;and how not to look back even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;When it hurt so bad sometimes&lt;br /&gt;not having you here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss youI can just look up&lt;br /&gt;and know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I can just look upand know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;holdin' you, holdin' you, holdin' you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song, it reminds me of someone. who wouldnt come back. afterr a fucked-up quarrel. he's one of those special people in my life. but too bad- he's gone. and im powerless; i cant do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6232604021037883477?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6232604021037883477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6232604021037883477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6232604021037883477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6232604021037883477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/tonight-fm-static-i-remember-times-we.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8215603160448803548</id><published>2008-06-27T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:03:10.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SGSYubGmZ4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/vPGWhEE4sOE/s1600-h/z132388066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216462191718721410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SGSYubGmZ4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/vPGWhEE4sOE/s320/z132388066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7438918579864514703-8215603160448803548?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8215603160448803548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8215603160448803548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8215603160448803548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8215603160448803548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SGSYubGmZ4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/vPGWhEE4sOE/s72-c/z132388066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-5132627630954250392</id><published>2008-06-19T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:04:27.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOOTS! i've submitted the geog homework!&lt;br /&gt;on the dot. 18th june. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and. yesterday, was a special day((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i couldnt sleep in since there was guides.&lt;br /&gt;only 6 cadets came. including khuza and i; 8. how pathetic. not even a double digit. i had to take the blame. it wasnt my fault i lost all my contacts just because my phone decided to take a swim in the washing machine. i had to take the blame for losing the contacts list. wth. i didnt even know there was such a thing. the other CL, im sure, has the list bt doesnt even care to let me have a look. arghh. i better stop before this turns ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;and my dear crapping buddy, FEVER ISNT AN AIRBORNE VIRUS. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just coincidental, that i was ill hours after you were complained about your 39.5 temp.&lt;br /&gt;ding dong onions laas you wello. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE was really sweet last night.  and that made my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i was talking crap the whole time we were on the phone. it's just that Natt and Paracetamol DONT go really well together. i tend to get 'high' and restless. so yeah, i cant sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played the guitar. it's really a wonder, how Jimi Hendrix played guitar with his tongue. somehow, his name was in my mind all of a sudden - thats why im typing it out here. oh ya, i still suck at playing the acoustic guitar. thats why i had to use my bro's stratocaster to play.  all the more reasons to plug in the amplifier and tear the house down. wooots. okay, im thinking too far. i only know 3 songs including Lifehouse's Hanging By A Moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't a girl dream? Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now playing on iTunes : Say(All I Need) by OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"all i need.. is the air i breathe.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like duhhs;  you need air to breathe. unless you prefer Helium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-5132627630954250392?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5132627630954250392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5132627630954250392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5132627630954250392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5132627630954250392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/wooooots-ive-submitted-geog-homework-on.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-1639208100875200132</id><published>2008-06-13T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:50:44.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRIDAY THE 13th.&lt;br /&gt;woooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no bad luck currently. &amp;amp; the sun is slowly setting.&lt;br /&gt;irrational superstitions. &lt;br /&gt;pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths hmwrk was really annoying; preferred to do amaths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i need to get cooking.&lt;br /&gt;tonight's dinner : fish fillet in sweet sour sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-1639208100875200132?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/1639208100875200132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=1639208100875200132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1639208100875200132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/1639208100875200132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/friday-13th.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6710313578246440888</id><published>2008-06-12T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:39:50.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woohoo. Natt has a new interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUITARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks to Mr Latte who just cant stop talking about guitars. which then, he asked me to browse thru online-guitar websites. ohh yeah. that got me started. the ones from the Les Paul collection arent bad. There's the &lt;strong&gt;Zakk Wlyde Bullseye LP&lt;/strong&gt;. yes yes, lets not forget the &lt;strong&gt;LP Black Beauty 3&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from guitars, im in love with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. WOOOTS. Read an issue of TopGear magazine. Coverstory: Between a &lt;strong&gt;Lotus&lt;/strong&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;Ferarri 599&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;Lamborghini Lp640 Roadster&lt;/strong&gt; - which car would win the race, speeding on icy, frozen roads. and ohh baby, Lambo won!(:&lt;br /&gt;another car that attracted my eye; &lt;strong&gt;Mazda Furai&lt;/strong&gt;. The sleek-cut design is a definite head-turner. and then theres the &lt;strong&gt;Audi R8 V12 TDI&lt;/strong&gt;.. Okay. wait. im gettting ahead of myself, arent i? oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget, let me get things straight. i dont care if a girl would go all like, &lt;em&gt;"what a poser!"&lt;/em&gt; ugh. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go to hell bitch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; at least i dont drool over guys, dreaming of how i'd touch, hug and kiss the guy of my dreams.  orr orr. dreaming about getting a whole new wardrobe complete with labels like Ferragamo Salvatore,  Hermes, Gucci, Prada etc.  eeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* it's just amazing, how i can gross myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im signing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;with love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NATT(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6710313578246440888?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6710313578246440888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6710313578246440888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6710313578246440888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6710313578246440888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/woohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-8837684708735949336</id><published>2008-06-11T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:18:45.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my mom didnt buy foolscap like i asked her to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i lost a buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; that asshole is still harassing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;loshene askedd me to scan the social studies worksheet; she didnt get a copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ralph called. and askedd what are the emaths questions that had to be done; he didnt get a copy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;from one, you'd know i didnt do homework today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;from two, you could have guessed that i quarrelled with a guy. kudos for getting that right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;from three, we (you &amp;amp; me) know that particular asshole hasnt read my blog yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;from four &amp;amp; five, you can see the consequences of being too helpful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's not that i dont wanna help and all. clearly, dont i have enough to do right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bt what the heck, they're my classmates(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-8837684708735949336?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/8837684708735949336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=8837684708735949336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8837684708735949336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/8837684708735949336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/one.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-6626777553315280895</id><published>2008-06-10T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T14:59:36.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im fresh out. out of paper, that is. ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeek. totally no mood to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;and mr latte over there is making me feel bad about asking my mom to get me paper after work.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry C's Canon in D rock version is jst music to my ears. seriously. and his fast fingers amused me, one way or another(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'll update later.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;ASSHOLE, STOP &lt;strong&gt;HARASSING&lt;/strong&gt; ME.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-6626777553315280895?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/6626777553315280895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=6626777553315280895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6626777553315280895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/6626777553315280895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-fresh-out.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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-7438918579864514703.post-4701836657215090743</id><published>2008-06-09T14:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:03:10.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the start of homework week.&lt;br /&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufei was so evil this morning,"if you finish one piece of homework, i'll tell you about the movie." hmphhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and my bro was like. "wanna watch a movie today?" =_=!&lt;br /&gt;okay whateverr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;LOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;LOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;NEPHEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209765546036424514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SEzOKV6R70I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_OqZMNZZYC0/s320/Picture+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this is the superr annoying one who calls my dad &lt;em&gt;'atuk cuut'&lt;/em&gt;, my mum &lt;em&gt;'nenek cuut'&lt;/em&gt;, my bro &lt;em&gt;'abang cuut'&lt;/em&gt; and me being &lt;em&gt;'kakak cuut'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209766562702841826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SEzPFhScV-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/RM5evgAbPDw/s320/Picture+236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and this is the not so annoying one, Danish. he's younger. and omg, his cry is superr duperr cute.&lt;br /&gt;he likes to hand me toys that he could get hold of and goes all, "naahh. nahh~ " in a cute baby-ish way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a niece. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7438918579864514703-4701836657215090743?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/4701836657215090743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=4701836657215090743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4701836657215090743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/4701836657215090743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-is-start-of-homework-week.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SEzOKV6R70I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_OqZMNZZYC0/s72-c/Picture+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7438918579864514703.post-5556353240302863019</id><published>2008-06-06T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:03:10.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208645611107637058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="92" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lossK-OkMFo/SEjTljL310I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uPLNVksR8iE/s320/change.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;enough said.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/7438918579864514703-5556353240302863019?l=sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/feeds/5556353240302863019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7438918579864514703&amp;postID=5556353240302863019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5556353240302863019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7438918579864514703/posts/default/5556353240302863019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoated-cherios.blogspot.com/2008/06/enough-said.html' title=''/><author><name>luv me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07812155295614739448</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/_lossK-OkMFo/SEjTljL310I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uPLNVksR8iE/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
