<?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-1434158909533588859</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:36:01.064+08:00</updated><category term='English oral'/><category term='F1 interview'/><category term='Date with Cheng'/><category term='Things i so wanna do'/><category term='Nailed Nails'/><category term='Misses'/><category term='Job hunt'/><category term='National Day Preview'/><category term='D.'/><title type='text'>L-I-N-D-I-I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-585042149267598690</id><published>2008-09-18T02:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:58:55.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>甜甜圈</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;你。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;给我的感觉，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像甜甜圈。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算，离你远，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不觉得孤单。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你用你的圈圈，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;环绕着我，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我一点都不觉到疲倦。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的笑容，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像生气勃勃的向日葵，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;灿烂的奔放着。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和你，在一起的每一份，每一秒，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以让我，感觉到真正的甜蜜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甜甜圈，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱死你。。。&lt;br 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title='甜甜圈'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1434158909533588859.post-6705578239242574382</id><published>2008-09-18T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:15:51.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Never Know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SNFXUeX523I/AAAAAAAAA4w/CvF5aJjOCLk/s1600-h/127161597_d7024698ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SNFXUeX523I/AAAAAAAAA4w/CvF5aJjOCLk/s400/127161597_d7024698ce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247071050125663090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Fucked up mood.&lt;br /&gt;17092008 was okie.&lt;br /&gt;Though all the things still doesnt seem to fit in place,&lt;br /&gt;Time still kept going.&lt;br /&gt;Dine with RSM and the nice group of J.W ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I find CASPER darn cute lurh!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;He's ultra Niang...&lt;br /&gt;Max is to the Maximum already.&lt;br /&gt;Sold 2.&lt;br /&gt;Lousy sales...&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i so wanna ramble about that group of&lt;br /&gt;MII!&lt;br /&gt;Fucking shit lurh.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like slapping their faces a trillion times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about love life now.&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from the HIM i was mentioning previously.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's not right.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Better to scram first.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, Bestee gave me the finest advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freaking 0302 in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and i am still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Knocked off, chat with max and head home.&lt;br /&gt;Had a banana, flushed myself with a flask of water,&lt;br /&gt;sit in front of the com, &lt;br /&gt;and start blog-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Cant remove the sinful urge to commit a crime.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck life.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon for the colorful language.&lt;br /&gt;Just kinda so not myself recently.&lt;br /&gt;I am mad, pissed...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smelly, grossy lizards are bombarding my house.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO DARN AFRAID OF THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shit lurh.&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody tell me,&lt;br /&gt;how am i suppose to get rid of them?&lt;br /&gt;They produce this "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk" sound.&lt;br /&gt;WA LAU!!!&lt;br /&gt;*My hair's standing!&lt;br /&gt;Fucking piece of shit lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really...&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to find life a myth.&lt;br /&gt;Full of unknowns and mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;Certain people we meet in life can be friends till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;There's just this group of ASS,&lt;br /&gt;that would pissed, backstab, hurt u on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;And!&lt;br /&gt;I loathe them truckloads.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i just feel like asking them &lt;br /&gt;to Fucking GO AND DIE lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon for the ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;It's been sucha long time since i ever scolded &lt;br /&gt;anyone on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am just God Darn unhappy about this fucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;LONG STORY.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wish to mention it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking life that always have bumps.&lt;br /&gt;And there go the fucking lizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, day off later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna lock myself in the fridge,&lt;br /&gt;and chill my brain to death.&lt;br /&gt;By then, i would stop thinking of all the nonsense &lt;br /&gt;in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog a holy post soon.&lt;br /&gt;This entry is just for the polluted assholes.&lt;br /&gt;BASTARDS, IDIOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-6705578239242574382?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6705578239242574382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=6705578239242574382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6705578239242574382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6705578239242574382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-never-know.html' title='You Never Know...'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SNFXUeX523I/AAAAAAAAA4w/CvF5aJjOCLk/s72-c/127161597_d7024698ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-6849445844867318751</id><published>2008-09-11T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:14:00.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMio9-KXIDI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Sa40csLl8qA/s400/kids+kissing.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago,&lt;br /&gt;I was rambling about finding true love.&lt;br /&gt;However, &lt;br /&gt;just yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;He seems to appear right there.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno should i follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all,&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to confirm whether is He really the right one.&lt;br /&gt;CHARM.&lt;br /&gt;Help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: I'm addicted to M&amp;M's Dark chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;2 packets already!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-6849445844867318751?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6849445844867318751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=6849445844867318751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6849445844867318751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6849445844867318751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/true-love.html' title='True Love?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMio9-KXIDI/AAAAAAAAA4o/Sa40csLl8qA/s72-c/kids+kissing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-598474227580124295</id><published>2008-09-10T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T01:19:42.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUMMY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMau8KY-5cI/AAAAAAAAA4g/WaSGfii1GJg/s400/carts.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be cocked today.&lt;br /&gt;Darn upset.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking upsetting.&lt;br /&gt;He left.&lt;br /&gt;He stopped talking.&lt;br /&gt;He behaves as if he doesnt know me.&lt;br /&gt;Fu.k.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when things becomes like this.&lt;br /&gt;It's all back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;Work's like that.&lt;br /&gt;Love is like that.&lt;br /&gt;When will the doom day come for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bottles 2 bottles!&lt;br /&gt;Fu.k.&lt;br /&gt;I am darn pissed with life.&lt;br /&gt;Work again later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone just kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs swelling,&lt;br /&gt;Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;Like Pig Trotters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Zee zee zee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;I met this Ray guy.&lt;br /&gt;He's kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty annoying as well.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;lots of TI GO PEK came ask for my no.&lt;br /&gt;Fu.k.&lt;br /&gt;Some idiots even comment that i looked like some Jap Manga Porn Anime.&lt;br /&gt;Fu.k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really!&lt;br /&gt;Can Someone just kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna have a good cry lurh.&lt;br /&gt;I hate all things that have been bestowed on me.&lt;br /&gt;Fu.k.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking upset now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMOING?&lt;br /&gt;Most probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-598474227580124295?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/598474227580124295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=598474227580124295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/598474227580124295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/598474227580124295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/mummy.html' title='MUMMY?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMau8KY-5cI/AAAAAAAAA4g/WaSGfii1GJg/s72-c/carts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-3504172112856051222</id><published>2008-09-09T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:56:15.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi. I am Cordon Rouge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMVnI0yPBdI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LmawgQ_4Gk0/s400/2008_0908_231437.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;ZEEE...&lt;br /&gt;I am darn bloody tired and i'm wondering why am i blogging at this hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Sucky i would say.&lt;br /&gt;Poor SALES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.E caught me drinking Jak Dan.&lt;br /&gt;Shucks lurh.&lt;br /&gt;Berts real nice!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! He's darn charming lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wine shop later.&lt;br /&gt;PPl says Wine shop's hard to sell.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Elmo and Mich!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Met lots lots new friends.&lt;br /&gt;And everyone seems SO SO SO NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, after work,&lt;br /&gt;Headed home with My Charming.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Did a little of snap shots.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya aiya.&lt;br /&gt;Love this crazy bitch to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work later.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Raar for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya!&lt;br /&gt;I so gonna miss him lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;Alright?&lt;br /&gt;With pictures.&lt;br /&gt;It's a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, &lt;br /&gt;I wish i do have a Bf.&lt;br /&gt;Lindis, YOU WAIT LONG LONG.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-3504172112856051222?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3504172112856051222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=3504172112856051222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3504172112856051222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3504172112856051222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi-i-am-cordon-rouge.html' title='Hi. I am Cordon Rouge.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMVnI0yPBdI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LmawgQ_4Gk0/s72-c/2008_0908_231437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8663907190409040859</id><published>2008-09-07T00:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:20:49.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped In Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMK7uY79_QI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/T9SYmlTrbXY/s400/pinkkiss4zc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九十九次我爱他!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after every storm, &lt;br /&gt;There's always a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;I love Charmaine Mak To The MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update on work soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will show u how MUMM look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva you say,&lt;br /&gt;I just conclude,&lt;br /&gt;You look so cute! ^_____________^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要勇敢地笑出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把遗失的记忆都带回来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可欣是再也不会因跌倒，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而再也站不起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信，没有任何事情，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是我天父不能解决或完成的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天，一定会更好。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (: (: (: (: x1000 times.&lt;br /&gt;Smile and everything will be solved. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8663907190409040859?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8663907190409040859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8663907190409040859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8663907190409040859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8663907190409040859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/lol.html' title='Trapped In Love.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SMK7uY79_QI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/T9SYmlTrbXY/s72-c/pinkkiss4zc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-1192306751450542288</id><published>2008-09-05T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:30:37.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead. or Alive?</title><content type='html'>I'm in love with a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Wadever it is.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's sales was a killer.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking tired now.&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up at 6 to pick up that bloody 3 eye.&lt;br /&gt;SHITS.&lt;br /&gt;I miss that elmo.&lt;br /&gt;A little a day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-1192306751450542288?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1192306751450542288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=1192306751450542288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1192306751450542288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1192306751450542288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/dead-or-alive.html' title='Dead. or Alive?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1434158909533588859.post-1638848178660394590</id><published>2008-09-04T11:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:52:55.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK! WORK! WORK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SL9Y66XqGUI/AAAAAAAAA3g/pqzZ6P7mMjA/s400/2008_0827_162834.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;It's been Donkey Years since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Okay Okay.&lt;br /&gt;For me...&lt;br /&gt;I've...&lt;br /&gt;Started Work.&lt;br /&gt;(ONLY YESTERDAY!)&lt;br /&gt;Almost died-ed in that red pointed hills.&lt;br /&gt;My toes were BLEEDING! &lt;br /&gt;Freaking shit.&lt;br /&gt;And, worse of all.&lt;br /&gt;I used up all the prevention items to ward off 'THE HEELS CURSE'.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately ppl, I didnt manage to shun off the evil.&lt;br /&gt;However however,&lt;br /&gt;People at the Air were nice.&lt;br /&gt;Really friendly. Including the aunties and uncles.&lt;br /&gt;The MSR was kinda shitty though. Opps.&lt;br /&gt;But... NEVER MIND.&lt;br /&gt;Manage to sell quite a no. of _______.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, met really nice customers.&lt;br /&gt;Especially those Ang-mohs.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk...&lt;br /&gt;Neways,&lt;br /&gt;Sweets came and pick me up after work. &lt;br /&gt;Which when i called him in the toilet, &lt;br /&gt;I was stunned!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;For later,&lt;br /&gt;another chiong-ing session at work.&lt;br /&gt;Target for today is to sell as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Even better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;TEE HEE HEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar.&lt;br /&gt;I have officially quit school.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;this has been the struggle that was tearing me apart.&lt;br /&gt;Now, this burden is finally off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;Next year shall be may verdict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SL9aSfh79UI/AAAAAAAAA3o/aBLwaxL4hCU/s400/2704426726_301bb487ec.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past decades that I was MIA-ing,&lt;br /&gt;managed to catch up with Cheng and Charm.&lt;br /&gt;Love this two darlings to the maximum.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;To my CHARM CHARM,&lt;br /&gt;Hang on for school plus work.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are so so so god-darn exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of all the stress and focus your energy to hate that HALO.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;To my CHENG CHENG,&lt;br /&gt;Times may seem a little too hard for you to cope,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, tides will calm themselves in times to come.&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED,&lt;br /&gt;you will always have your D, me, plus Your dearest GFs hanging around you.&lt;br /&gt;So! &lt;br /&gt;You will never be alone!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Love you babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SL9bYI5C5DI/AAAAAAAAA3w/xnEaq_3Uldg/s400/2008_0814_183140.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pss... &lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog a part of this post to Kayla dearie as well.&lt;br /&gt;To Kayla:&lt;br /&gt;"DEARIE, times may seem tough.&lt;br /&gt;Plus your hearts aching too much.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you will still have that fairy in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;that will solve all mysteries in you.&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know,&lt;br /&gt;I will and never leave you alone to face your greatest heartache.&lt;br /&gt;For, i will and always be here, right here for you.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Someone dropped me this sms,&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna share it with you and to all my friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;' A friend is like simple mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who adds comfort,&lt;br /&gt;Subtracts fear,&lt;br /&gt;Divides grief,&lt;br /&gt;AND!&lt;br /&gt;Multiplies joy.' &lt;br /&gt;Hence, i appreciate all of you always.&lt;br /&gt;In times to come,&lt;br /&gt;Life gets tougher.&lt;br /&gt;We all have to stay strong and influence one another.&lt;br /&gt;Give life a good grab and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I will love you always.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Lindis. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;In less than 2 hours to come,&lt;br /&gt;I must leave home and get down my ass to work.&lt;br /&gt;So, i guess i am ending my entry here.&lt;br /&gt;Will blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;Real soon.&lt;br /&gt;It's a promise.&lt;br /&gt;(Provided i have contents to blog about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;I am really beginning to like all my airport friends,&lt;br /&gt;and the PERNOD stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno is it me,&lt;br /&gt;Or, I...&lt;br /&gt;Am starting to FALL IN LOVE again!&lt;br /&gt;C.M.W.S!&lt;br /&gt;I've GOT SO MUCH TO TELL YOU ABOUT NEW LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;HANG OUT WITH ME SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;(I Sound like a crazy bitch desperately falling in love, WTH!)&lt;br /&gt;Okie Okie.&lt;br /&gt;I am going off.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch and work.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully sweets will pick me up again.&lt;br /&gt;Which seems kinda impossible hurh?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;Byee---- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SL9bYe8_caI/AAAAAAAAA34/buHP8r89Jc8/s400/2008_0831_125432.JPG" &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-1638848178660394590?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1638848178660394590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=1638848178660394590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1638848178660394590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1638848178660394590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-work-work.html' title='WORK! WORK! WORK!'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SL9Y66XqGUI/AAAAAAAAA3g/pqzZ6P7mMjA/s72-c/2008_0827_162834.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-7294537538094805011</id><published>2008-08-28T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:05:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking hatred or love?</title><content type='html'>The phone's on fire.&lt;br /&gt;On fire with the passion of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when it goes this way.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying hard to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-7294537538094805011?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7294537538094805011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=7294537538094805011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7294537538094805011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7294537538094805011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/talking-hatred-or-love.html' title='Talking hatred or love?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1434158909533588859.post-7154894302352620962</id><published>2008-08-25T19:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:36:20.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye? Not yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SLKYQjz0BXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Yk31qz5n4oM/s400/2008_0819_190600.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memory's failing me.&lt;br /&gt;Dang!&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to see what's really going on with life.&lt;br /&gt;He left.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone left.&lt;br /&gt;I quit. &lt;br /&gt;I quit S.H.&lt;br /&gt;Training's on tmr and the day after next.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really freakin tired with life.&lt;br /&gt;Can daddy bring me back to where i truely belong?&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I will blog more maybe on tmr or something?&lt;br /&gt;Packing my room now.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that i've truck loads of childhood belongings.&lt;br /&gt;Throwing the majority away.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Plus, found lots of Barbie items.&lt;br /&gt;I must be Barbie crazed when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. What about now? &lt;br /&gt;Aiya. Threw lots lots lots bags of stuff away.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a new phone right after i work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-7154894302352620962?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7154894302352620962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=7154894302352620962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7154894302352620962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7154894302352620962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-not-yet.html' title='Goodbye? Not yet.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SLKYQjz0BXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Yk31qz5n4oM/s72-c/2008_0819_190600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-2677049819974327518</id><published>2008-08-19T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T10:46:19.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill me. Cupid Killed me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKoz0eTX5eI/AAAAAAAAA3I/f_txYvE7J1w/s400/z77667764.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang Bang.&lt;br /&gt;She hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I cut bangs.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Shall see the ugly me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;I so hate her. &lt;br /&gt;She ruined me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To D,&lt;br /&gt;You are missing from my life already.&lt;br /&gt;The whole entire part of you.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;You chose to let me now dear,&lt;br /&gt;And. I dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-2677049819974327518?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2677049819974327518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=2677049819974327518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2677049819974327518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2677049819974327518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/kill-me-cupid-killed-me.html' title='Kill me. Cupid Killed me.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKoz0eTX5eI/AAAAAAAAA3I/f_txYvE7J1w/s72-c/z77667764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-7183635761389617920</id><published>2008-08-15T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:14:55.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring day indeed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKU6gkH46eI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6-AAsJM7i8A/s400/2008_0814_191610.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Out with Haute today.&lt;br /&gt;Love her lots.&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Eighteen Chefs and now,&lt;br /&gt;XZ and K are at my house.&lt;br /&gt;Slacking the way through.&lt;br /&gt;Home today.&lt;br /&gt;Prayers tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Lost to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;CHACE CRAWFORD's DARN HOT!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAINTS!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make you another puzzle,&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm gonna draw u a story book. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-7183635761389617920?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7183635761389617920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=7183635761389617920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7183635761389617920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7183635761389617920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/boring-day-indeed.html' title='Boring day indeed.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKU6gkH46eI/AAAAAAAAA3A/6-AAsJM7i8A/s72-c/2008_0814_191610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8594264865347004258</id><published>2008-08-15T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:12:11.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is beautiful the word?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKRlXd88Y1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/DFsMznF_0lY/s400/2008_0814_182239.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely day today.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;I like the measurements part.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the sudden meeting with Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya. It's love la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God mommy was nice to let me chill with K. &lt;br /&gt;Headed for Haji lane. &lt;br /&gt;Cam-whored the shit out of us.&lt;br /&gt;Tired's the word.&lt;br /&gt;K's so vain. &lt;br /&gt;So vain....&lt;br /&gt;Right, K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA OH YA!&lt;br /&gt;That's a hottie in Haji.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE LURH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I must be crazy...&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating My Heart, Cheng later.&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe how i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;Heh Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Zac online a moment ago.&lt;br /&gt;He's like so badly missed by me.&lt;br /&gt;It's been donkey years since i met him.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for him. He's wow wow-ing in Orlando now. &lt;br /&gt;ENVIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on,&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, like finally after many days and many nights,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my phone repaired. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kayla for being so ON. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;5 hours yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Black eyed Lindis is so gonna be on the list next.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peepurl.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you have a good day at work tmr,&lt;br /&gt;Baby. &lt;br /&gt;Use the killer smile of yours to warm all hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Darling.&lt;br /&gt;Let the sales flood in to your arms.&lt;br /&gt;You can do it, D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8594264865347004258?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8594264865347004258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8594264865347004258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8594264865347004258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8594264865347004258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-beautiful-word.html' title='Is beautiful the word?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKRlXd88Y1I/AAAAAAAAA2w/DFsMznF_0lY/s72-c/2008_0814_182239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-493855162580358102</id><published>2008-08-13T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:55:54.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English oral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Date with Cheng'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F1 interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things i so wanna do'/><title type='text'>Bad girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKLZnIxapkI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/-Uuy0V8XRPI/s400/photography5-2.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from a job interview with DFS.&lt;br /&gt;I was so darn nervous.&lt;br /&gt;The interviewers could hear my shivers.&lt;br /&gt;I pray hard hard for this job.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn to be bad.&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i am not worth to do anything darn thing anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Might as well, enjoy life to the max right?&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry. I aint gonna smoke or grab a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D's not free. Working's the reason.&lt;br /&gt;See! Everyone's got a job. &lt;br /&gt;i want to quickly grab one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Oral next thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a dilema. Thinking to go for it or not.&lt;br /&gt;I have got dyed hair. How???&lt;br /&gt;Shucks lurh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss D. I miss D so badly. &lt;br /&gt;Lindis, Lindis, &lt;br /&gt;please quickly get a job. &lt;br /&gt;Stop being so addicted to online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;To admit, i've already spent a bomb. &lt;br /&gt;Hate life when i have nothing to do but spend.&lt;br /&gt;My bank account is like left with SO LITTLE MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;Faints... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dating Cheng this friday. &lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much, so much that I feel so like hugging her. &lt;br /&gt;Aiya. I miss D the most lurh. &lt;br /&gt;Shucks! Darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i go again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... Being very emotional is just sooo me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna wispher a prayer to My Papa now. &lt;br /&gt;"Dear God, please bless me with the F1 job.&lt;br /&gt;Please... I wanna work so badly. &lt;br /&gt;Not for the money, but to kill time. &lt;br /&gt;Oh Father, grant me the best you want to bless me...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God. &lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name i pray, Amen. "&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in prayers, okie? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT THE F1 JOB SO BADLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND! I MISS D LIKE FOREVER?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burhahaha... There's million of things i so wanna do now.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Bungee jumping, &lt;br /&gt;take up Korean lessons, &lt;br /&gt;Pick up driving, &lt;br /&gt;go to a Gay club and chill,&lt;br /&gt;get the F1 job, &lt;br /&gt;visit Eme, &lt;br /&gt;catch up with Pp, &lt;br /&gt;and friends, &lt;br /&gt;Kbox,&lt;br /&gt;have dinner with D,&lt;br /&gt;go taiwan,&lt;br /&gt;shop the hell shit outta me,&lt;br /&gt;watch the next season of GG, &lt;br /&gt;go Chiong, &lt;br /&gt;do facial, &lt;br /&gt;be an air stewardess; Aiya. Darn lots of things i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;How? Time is running out. &lt;br /&gt;Money is the main crucial killer. &lt;br /&gt;Lindis is gettting so MATERIALISTIC. &lt;br /&gt;Darn Lindis. &lt;br /&gt;I cancelled my name from the future. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you know,&lt;br /&gt;I love you till the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-493855162580358102?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/493855162580358102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=493855162580358102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/493855162580358102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/493855162580358102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/bad-girl.html' title='Bad girl.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKLZnIxapkI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/-Uuy0V8XRPI/s72-c/photography5-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8900128227004639971</id><published>2008-08-12T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:10:49.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKEpOQTDmhI/AAAAAAAAA1w/AWT54l8CFDY/s400/2472624152_d24c9fe5fe.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Or Sad?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;A1?&lt;br /&gt;L.K.S called.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting him on monday.&lt;br /&gt;I hope i will be strong.&lt;br /&gt;I broke the news to D.&lt;br /&gt;No replies. Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8900128227004639971?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8900128227004639971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8900128227004639971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8900128227004639971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8900128227004639971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/question-me.html' title='Question me.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKEpOQTDmhI/AAAAAAAAA1w/AWT54l8CFDY/s72-c/2472624152_d24c9fe5fe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-298446958457170839</id><published>2008-08-11T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:58:15.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking. n. thinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKA3DLjMCQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/65df5Rqrp0Q/s400/86685328_cd591af665.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Sudden thinking of death again.&lt;br /&gt;Negative thoughts are flooding in like waters gushing through the dams.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so down.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a gloomy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-298446958457170839?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/298446958457170839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=298446958457170839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/298446958457170839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/298446958457170839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/thinking-n-thinking.html' title='thinking. n. thinking.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SKA3DLjMCQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/65df5Rqrp0Q/s72-c/86685328_cd591af665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-7579401696571777135</id><published>2008-08-10T21:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:53:04.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumkin pie for Dee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJ7xoIsy5bI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ReNRUV_d3NQ/s400/04154.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I want to hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;DEE DEE DEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I must be crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's in love.&lt;br /&gt;I mean everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Except for my "dear" and me.&lt;br /&gt;D's cold. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;He got a little better recently,&lt;br /&gt;But, still cold. &lt;br /&gt;I showed him the secret between me and him.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder does he still remember not.&lt;br /&gt;Break the news about dropping studies.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's shocked!&lt;br /&gt;Is it really that horrible?&lt;br /&gt;I expected it, and knew i would have to face these critics.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;I hope D will just be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;D, i hope you are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;You know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;Really, u do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus. To S.P,&lt;br /&gt;you are equally important to me.&lt;br /&gt;As a dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;I brought you out of your agony,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont expect you to fall right back to the same old trap.&lt;br /&gt;Please. She's so over!&lt;br /&gt;So so so darn over!&lt;br /&gt;Life will still be going on,&lt;br /&gt;be it with her, or not.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to learn to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;One day i may pass away.&lt;br /&gt;I cant be there for u always.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing i want to see from you, &lt;br /&gt;is INDEPENDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to learn the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;That's what i did.&lt;br /&gt;You give me courage.&lt;br /&gt;You grant me guts.&lt;br /&gt;You bless me with the will to fight all odds.&lt;br /&gt;SO! I hope, &lt;br /&gt;I am the one, that is providing you the motivation power to live on.&lt;br /&gt;D, dont get me wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;S.P is like a sister to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever whatever whatever!&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am i blogging?&lt;br /&gt;It's getting so out of sense.&lt;br /&gt;Full of pathetic nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya! Life is sucky.&lt;br /&gt;Life's chaos!&lt;br /&gt;CHAOS CHAOS CHAOS!&lt;br /&gt;My brother is &lt;strong&gt;MENOPAUSING&lt;/strong&gt; right now. &lt;br /&gt;Super sickening. &lt;br /&gt;I miss D uber badly.&lt;br /&gt;AND! I miss Charm, Cheng, Kayla, S.P, PP, Jas equally as well.&lt;br /&gt;AIYA! I sometimes wish i can teleport and appear beside everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I heart all of you. So much so much!&lt;br /&gt;Especially, C and D.&lt;br /&gt;HEEE HEEE HEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you a secret tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I laid my heart to D. &lt;br /&gt;Single sided love. ]:&lt;br /&gt;I want to write him a love song.&lt;br /&gt;In the break of the dawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please grant my midnight wish to come true again.&lt;br /&gt;Make him call me at 1 plus am.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me hear his voice,&lt;br /&gt;for i miss him till the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-7579401696571777135?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7579401696571777135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=7579401696571777135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7579401696571777135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7579401696571777135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/dee.html' title='Pumkin pie for Dee.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJ7xoIsy5bI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ReNRUV_d3NQ/s72-c/04154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-6701906879900797636</id><published>2008-08-08T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T13:52:41.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's August the 8 in the Year 08.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJvfDrm0EtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/yAOBJNCQ4e8/s400/131362588_beb342c5b0.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like the date today.&lt;br /&gt;i like the day today.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;It's 888 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Go buy lottery.&lt;br /&gt;Confirm will strike.&lt;br /&gt;WTH. &lt;br /&gt;This morning i was telling Charm.&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously just go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Randomly grab a guy, &lt;br /&gt;Date him and go steady with him.&lt;br /&gt;Since i love today and today's date so much.&lt;br /&gt;WTH WTH WTH!&lt;br /&gt;I feel darn F up. &lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-6701906879900797636?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6701906879900797636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=6701906879900797636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6701906879900797636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6701906879900797636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-august-8-in-year-08.html' title='It&apos;s August the 8 in the Year 08.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJvfDrm0EtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/yAOBJNCQ4e8/s72-c/131362588_beb342c5b0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-2865747492177043806</id><published>2008-08-04T18:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:30:11.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Day Preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nailed Nails'/><title type='text'>That's when i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I knew this day would come.&lt;br /&gt;Where we would become total strangers.&lt;br /&gt;D's gone, Dear friends, D's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;He's not talking, not having any reactions with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;How good can life be then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday had NDP with bro.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt cam whore or snap many shots thanks to that short-lifed batteries in the cam.&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks were beautiful though.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely charming. &lt;br /&gt;The Black Knights were awesome as well. &lt;br /&gt;With the dedicated heart, NDP was then worth the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Goodie bags this yr was so so.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much except for the vouchers.&lt;br /&gt;Neways, I would still wanna thank PP for those awesome views for Fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;N the Tics! HEARTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJbw8PyD27I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/mIc1jEEeeYQ/s400/2008_0802_163105.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJbw8b0UXwI/AAAAAAAAAyY/JlRuZ0-oplo/s400/2008_0802_163805.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJbw8rqLh7I/AAAAAAAAAyg/kUtL91NP0tQ/s400/2008_0802_165240.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJbw89lbLAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/t5wzQgHLuIM/s400/2008_0802_165910.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJbw9MyKD3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/TOduvNdILAY/s400/2008_0802_165919.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJblQIjYZGI/AAAAAAAAAxo/YalHXXMIv1o/s400/2008_0802_162011.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJblQTdqGNI/AAAAAAAAAxw/umiEwvAAruo/s400/2008_0802_162135.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJblQ97tCHI/AAAAAAAAAx4/l0oQ0t4iEFk/s400/2008_0802_162140.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJblRF7cAiI/AAAAAAAAAyA/mDVVXdxryaA/s400/2008_0802_162349.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJblRoux_nI/AAAAAAAAAyI/kHeywVBVJDE/s400/2008_0802_162354.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb5hic5dEI/AAAAAAAAAzg/KZ48EAqAVnY/s400/2008_0802_190713.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb5imo6w3I/AAAAAAAAAzo/xVhMwlGnAZo/s400/2008_0802_190724.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb5i66TuNI/AAAAAAAAAzw/LFwSB2rGsLM/s400/2008_0802_190749.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb5jemw9qI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sjErfTzWv2o/s400/2008_0802_190849.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb4HKJn1hI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PkY7XfWPhDA/s400/2008_0802_190526.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb4HmkPQdI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/KACXsO4hOcA/s400/2008_0802_190544.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb4Hz2D7wI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5-CPZk3488E/s400/2008_0802_190634.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb2H7rYiDI/AAAAAAAAAy4/9eOigf_bE30/s400/2008_0802_191118.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJb2IUZf2oI/AAAAAAAAAzA/IlgEFhS8fTU/s400/2008_0802_200257.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJcR0sV0_xI/AAAAAAAAA0g/RZx9jlhP5-Y/s400/2008_0802_200335.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a long day.&lt;br /&gt;Nailed my nails with Xiao mei.&lt;br /&gt;Look out for the pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJcRzHUp04I/AAAAAAAAA0I/aYpkMXErfMA/s400/2008_0803_145752.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJcRzirDGVI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/IxdmPzHpL7k/s400/2008_0803_174638.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJcR0FoLntI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/2m_gjoUj2W8/s400/2008_0803_150044.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, &lt;br /&gt;I aint in any mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;D, hair, life, health... blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;MILLIONS of stuff getting me vexed.&lt;br /&gt;How am i suppose to move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-2865747492177043806?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2865747492177043806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=2865747492177043806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2865747492177043806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2865747492177043806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/thats-when-i-love-you.html' title='That&apos;s when i love you.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJbw8PyD27I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/mIc1jEEeeYQ/s72-c/2008_0802_163105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-6548454817368996816</id><published>2008-08-01T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:38:40.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simai, Simai, Simai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJHpw8v48JI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eRSuMDRIamI/s400/bc6.png" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HARPI BURDATE, SIMAI DEARIE!&lt;br /&gt;Dear girl,&lt;br /&gt;as you hit 16 tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you cherish your youth,&lt;br /&gt;Continue to serve and give Him the best you can offer.&lt;br /&gt;Rock on and stay haut!&lt;br /&gt;It's party time!&lt;br /&gt;Nc16s would get easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;However, beware what you watch!&lt;br /&gt;Hah! Hah! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;My birthday wishes to you is to see you getting awesome grades for O's.&lt;br /&gt;VJ, there Simai Go!&lt;br /&gt;Heart you lots, babe!&lt;br /&gt;Once again, HARPI BURPDATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Smile lots lots wors. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I hate ah lian language. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-6548454817368996816?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6548454817368996816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=6548454817368996816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6548454817368996816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6548454817368996816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/08/simai-simai-simai.html' title='Simai, Simai, Simai!'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJHpw8v48JI/AAAAAAAAAxg/eRSuMDRIamI/s72-c/bc6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-2016749161901590338</id><published>2008-07-31T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:33:34.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i forgotten?</title><content type='html'>I told you not to read.&lt;br /&gt;I told you not to see.&lt;br /&gt;I made you promise.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, my heart's just yearning for you to realise my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I confessed.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you.&lt;br /&gt;I place hope, my trust, my love all to you, D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-2016749161901590338?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2016749161901590338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=2016749161901590338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2016749161901590338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2016749161901590338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-i-forgotten.html' title='Am i forgotten?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1434158909533588859.post-7571284654816413330</id><published>2008-07-31T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:19:38.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joker.</title><content type='html'>Charm's favourtite joke of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambol: [to The Joker] Give me one reason why I shouldn't have my boy here rip your head off. &lt;br /&gt;The Joker: How about a magic trick? &lt;br /&gt;[pulls out a pencil and sticks it upright into the table] &lt;br /&gt;The Joker: I'm gonna make this pencil... disappear. &lt;br /&gt;[Gambol's thug walks over to kill The Joker, who pushes his face into the pencil and kills him] &lt;br /&gt;The Joker: Ta-daa! It's... gone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-7571284654816413330?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7571284654816413330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=7571284654816413330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7571284654816413330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7571284654816413330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/joker.html' title='Joker.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1434158909533588859.post-6779567082665158976</id><published>2008-07-31T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:06:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJF_uYQdhOI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jc9eBwfvEao/s400/U1345P28T3D1806027F326DT20071124185412.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiro: Where do humans go after they die? &lt;br /&gt;Mika: Heaven. &lt;br /&gt;Hiro: I want to be the sky. So I always know where you are. &lt;br /&gt;Mika: Like a stalker. &lt;br /&gt;[Hiro smiles] &lt;br /&gt;Mika: Clear skies will mean you are happy. Rain will mean you're crying. Sunset means you are embarrassed. Night will mean you are gently holding me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D, i want to be your sky.&lt;br /&gt;Watching and guarding you every single second, never leaving you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;愛している&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-6779567082665158976?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6779567082665158976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=6779567082665158976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6779567082665158976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6779567082665158976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/hiro-where-do-humans-go-after-they-die.html' title='Sky of love.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SJF_uYQdhOI/AAAAAAAAAv0/jc9eBwfvEao/s72-c/U1345P28T3D1806027F326DT20071124185412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-1608618574584893327</id><published>2008-07-30T04:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T04:29:26.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI99YhVygvI/AAAAAAAAAvk/apkW2ep-QzY/s400/reality.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was getting this new blogskin done till like it's 4 plus now in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;And freaking emo.&lt;br /&gt;I miss D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-1608618574584893327?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1608618574584893327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=1608618574584893327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1608618574584893327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1608618574584893327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI99YhVygvI/AAAAAAAAAvk/apkW2ep-QzY/s72-c/reality.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8633221938454633144</id><published>2008-07-30T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T04:34:36.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the music in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI9-uqSSv6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/-JxQo8ZWFsk/s400/KissUnderUmbrealla.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear D.&lt;br /&gt;I need you so badly now.&lt;br /&gt;So so so badly.&lt;br /&gt;Will you be there when i am feeling so hurt now?&lt;br /&gt;will you come and dry my tears?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hug me and tell me everything will be alright?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, everything's just vague illusions.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so far away from me till I cant even see you anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you holding me back from falling anymore?&lt;br /&gt;D, I really need you right now.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna talk.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna call.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear your voice every single sec.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to remember me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;D, i'm sorry for being so attention seeking.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8633221938454633144?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8633221938454633144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8633221938454633144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8633221938454633144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8633221938454633144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/dear-d.html' title='You are the music in me.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI9-uqSSv6I/AAAAAAAAAvs/-JxQo8ZWFsk/s72-c/KissUnderUmbrealla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8762410020316358262</id><published>2008-07-29T21:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T04:33:15.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarang Heyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj242/falloutboy190125/Black_Heart_II_by_andreamb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果当天偶然曾提起我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道我这样已经足够快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果沉默真的太多因我怕又出错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想躲但怎么跟你讲可否接受我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而每次见你身边许多许多个&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假设你是我怎可能没妒忌没痛楚&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再记挂你多少光阴瞬间不觉已消磨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来日老掉时仍是独个么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到你夜深中突然心痛过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;求凭着一首歌你一生都记得我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想爱你日子为何都给错过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果只感到无聊才找我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能共你说着笑都感到快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果何日街中碰到都见我是一个&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可清楚日子的喜与悲想跟你渡过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到你夜深中突然心痛过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;求凭着这首歌你一生都记得我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想爱你像此生未真的爱过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少个秋和冬走过才可清楚我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么你竟然舍得我常孤单一个&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8762410020316358262?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8762410020316358262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8762410020316358262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8762410020316358262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8762410020316358262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/sarang-heyo.html' title='Sarang Heyo'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-1434158909533588859.post-4314239854007609375</id><published>2008-07-29T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:32:29.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what's on your mind dear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI8b2eDTnAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LQTsjE5xuiA/s400/Lindii+and+Xinyi3.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;Out with xiao mei today.&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Dohby, went Daiso,&lt;br /&gt;and den walked down to Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;We went Cine to take neos and headed for Taka.&lt;br /&gt;I bought another note book, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's fun!&lt;br /&gt;I like I like!&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Zhou and Eugene are like at my house now?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;br /&gt;And And! I cut my hair. [:&lt;br /&gt;Today's okie i guess.&lt;br /&gt;D just replied the sms i sent him yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking sad. I'm freaking sad with his reply.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one&lt;br /&gt;You're the one&lt;br /&gt;You're the one, that's making me crazy,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love, but it's only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;D, I LOVE YOU. So much so much. &lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-4314239854007609375?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4314239854007609375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=4314239854007609375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/4314239854007609375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/4314239854007609375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-whats-on-your-mind-dear.html' title='I know what&apos;s on your mind dear...'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI8b2eDTnAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/LQTsjE5xuiA/s72-c/Lindii+and+Xinyi3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-3935537059094788167</id><published>2008-07-28T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:51:33.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superlife? Dumb Dumb life then.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI2yodrdXKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/uSMYD9fI3Xw/s400/252123610_f69f05707a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be a short and sweet post.&lt;br /&gt;Fallen sick again. As usual. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i find life effing gross.&lt;br /&gt;I practically slept till like 4 in the afternoon and woke up to have my 1 and only meal, which is my dinner. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Raar smsed me again, know? Asking me to come online to chat.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, such things can come so sudden.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt come from the one u heart. &lt;br /&gt;DARN IT DARN IT DARN IT!&lt;br /&gt;I wish i live a carefree life.&lt;br /&gt;Where i get all the love in the world. &lt;br /&gt;TEE HEE HEE... By then i would be a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;Well, L, dream on. &lt;br /&gt;I dropped D an sms asking him can i ask him a question.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope he would reply my sms.&lt;br /&gt;It's already been 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he didnt reply anything. Not a single reply.&lt;br /&gt;Phish... Ppl just wanted to ask u anytime free this week for another outing.&lt;br /&gt;Guys can be such mean creatures.&lt;br /&gt;What's so hard to reply a girl's message when it isnt that hard to reply?&lt;br /&gt;Moving your fingers on your keypad is a tough thing?&lt;br /&gt;HATE IT HATE IT HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;I'm ending the post here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so irritated with everything.&lt;br /&gt;D, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;D, I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-3935537059094788167?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3935537059094788167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=3935537059094788167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3935537059094788167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3935537059094788167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/superlife-dumb-dumb-life-then.html' title='Superlife? Dumb Dumb life then.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SI2yodrdXKI/AAAAAAAAAvA/uSMYD9fI3Xw/s72-c/252123610_f69f05707a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-1927220021173165776</id><published>2008-07-27T22:40:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:33:55.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyUyr-7kuI/AAAAAAAAAuY/hg7XmoFEg8Y/s400/2008_0727_124938A.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyUyozhgrI/AAAAAAAAAug/UxRfKX-35hI/s400/2008_0727_181155a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyUy0vssjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/0XVqu69qaJ0/s400/2008_0725_173900a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyUzRt7beI/AAAAAAAAAuw/uzvh279Fb58/s400/2008_0727_122317a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyUzrjFTMI/AAAAAAAAAu4/-CbzxHS5VdE/s400/2008_0727_125119a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyTBoe4m9I/AAAAAAAAAtw/sy7H2WvuCl8/s400/2008_0726_210231A.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyTBxoioxI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PXIu8suGpzc/s400/2008_0726_210546a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyTCGPQ-3I/AAAAAAAAAuA/xAn3jBH3K3s/s400/2008_0726_211035a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyTCVqw2VI/AAAAAAAAAuI/iF1IYqpqlGU/s400/2008_0726_214837a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyTCij76RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/fpNSTDkbpYQ/s400/2008_0726_215043a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyR2lauNAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/vQsYdMKarDE/s400/2008_0727_181317a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyR2nb0RxI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/EhlZ_LFs5Fc/s400/2008_0727_180138a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyR22RO4BI/AAAAAAAAAtY/hQ8xJ5K4FKc/s400/2008_0726_205231a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyR3Fcu_dI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ddtc8NshQqg/s400/2008_0726_205701a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyR3Y64D_I/AAAAAAAAAto/BqGRYPFCb78/s400/2008_0726_205833a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyQpjQEe-I/AAAAAAAAAsg/qZeX7reRvoo/s400/2008_0726_210949a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyQp4gehlI/AAAAAAAAAso/x6DTt1RRaX0/s400/2008_0727_101954Aa.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyQqODH1vI/AAAAAAAAAsw/NWkGXnPQ71Q/s400/2008_0727_102106A.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyQqLD_Q8I/AAAAAAAAAs4/KDv3E7Mq6OM/s400/2008_0727_102415a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyQqTFEDvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/MlZUOrrDw9s/s400/2008_0727_121859w.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyPeCC0YUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Yz_Phugt2uI/s400/2008_0727_180023a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyPeXOBsTI/AAAAAAAAAsA/-Q1JiYDBTQ4/s400/2008_0726_210928a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyPetKSpOI/AAAAAAAAAsI/lz4kPTFEDew/s400/2008_0726_205450a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyPe_FhXjI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/rXKUD1urvGs/s400/2008_0726_205120a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyPfW43XhI/AAAAAAAAAsY/2TAzgtGTCNY/s400/2008_0726_205422s.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyK6up-7JI/AAAAAAAAArQ/bNvlK5c4DZc/s400/2008_0727_125119a.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyKPoIYH_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Vffbg2-WtOY/s400/2008_0727_122139sd.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyKP6emffI/AAAAAAAAAq4/_s0fb44yVBw/s400/2008_0727_122330dd.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyKPwtMIqI/AAAAAAAAArA/8Kr3ZoYZ-3o/s400/2008_0727_123327ss.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyKQZl5XcI/AAAAAAAAArI/82ibSU5nk1o/s400/2008_0727_123501dd.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt;Can&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt; Pictures&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt; Do&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; All&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt; The&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt; Talking?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I will blog.&lt;br /&gt;Life is colorful now.&lt;br /&gt;Though i am still darn bothered by omm.&lt;br /&gt;Tse Lyn's bbq yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;More like 5A's gathering. hah.&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whored like siao... (CRAZY)&lt;br /&gt;Raar's so nice yesterday lurh. &lt;br /&gt;He gave me that comforting hug. SEVROL! (GIGGLES)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's noon, went NL to charm. (TEE HEE HEE)&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Let's put it this way. Went charming. [:&lt;br /&gt;Went PP after that. After that PP sessioning, &lt;br /&gt;headed straight for the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;I like yesterday though. Except for the sickening old man part. (PUKES)&lt;br /&gt;I was trailed when i way on my way home last night.&lt;br /&gt;Darn that freaking Ti Go Peh! Sick sia...&lt;br /&gt;Cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;Today was Eden's last day standing tall.&lt;br /&gt;Building's gonna be torn down. (SAD)&lt;br /&gt;Kinda upset. I went around taking trillions of pictures,&lt;br /&gt;just trying to capture all the fond memories i used to have there.&lt;br /&gt;A time spend of almost 9 years. &lt;br /&gt;Gosh. No one would ever want to forget how pretty Eden used to look.&lt;br /&gt;From a mere hundred odd as a start out,&lt;br /&gt;we grew to a population of three hundreds today, and it's still counting.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord for that lurh.&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Today's just a fun fun day.&lt;br /&gt;I like. Sort of. Plus Raar smsed me. (HAPPY)&lt;br /&gt;AIYA. I jolly well go and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So tired. 5 hours this 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Sian lurh... (BORING)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, colors. (TEE HEE HEE)&lt;br /&gt;I miss D.&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;D, where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;How are u today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-1927220021173165776?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1927220021173165776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=1927220021173165776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1927220021173165776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1927220021173165776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/colors.html' title='Colors!'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIyUyr-7kuI/AAAAAAAAAuY/hg7XmoFEg8Y/s72-c/2008_0727_124938A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-3923844097537652537</id><published>2008-07-26T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:36:48.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lorve?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SItKMj4YuDI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tn6V-5nkqzk/s400/2008_0726_215043.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in destiny.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I only lorve you, D. &lt;br /&gt;Only you are on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Only you, just you.&lt;br /&gt;D! [:&lt;br /&gt;Words are beyond friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Raar, Best of friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-3923844097537652537?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3923844097537652537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=3923844097537652537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3923844097537652537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3923844097537652537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-got-new-boyfriend.html' title='Lorve?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SItKMj4YuDI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tn6V-5nkqzk/s72-c/2008_0726_215043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-5745513556765582766</id><published>2008-07-26T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T02:50:53.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>For the entire afternoon of yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i was practically doing retarded stuff like cam-whoring,&lt;br /&gt;Slacking around, Chionging K.D, wasting tissues(for i was having a bad flu),&lt;br /&gt;Practicing my makeup skills... Aiya.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, just purely dumb.&lt;br /&gt;And at night, went for B.S.&lt;br /&gt;Quite alright. I ended up not paying much attention,&lt;br /&gt;but dazing around, looking after the todds.&lt;br /&gt;They are awesomely adorable, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;And i heart them a million truck loads. &lt;br /&gt;Dont believe, i show you pics of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIoexE4aB4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/YYY8oL2J0Uw/s400/2008_0725_200958.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIoexYY3iLI/AAAAAAAAAow/bA86L7ve5yA/s400/2008_0725_201037.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIoex2uvc0I/AAAAAAAAAo4/XbRD9R00WHo/s400/2008_0725_201231.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIoex96wXUI/AAAAAAAAApA/TtVWVVakHDQ/s400/2008_0725_202815.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIogDMC000I/AAAAAAAAApQ/vlICjDM40UM/s400/2008_0725_203227.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIogDHQREwI/AAAAAAAAApY/m5fHQrOZq9E/s400/2008_0725_201343.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIogDVlTnNI/AAAAAAAAApg/G8RSuXgaPuQ/s400/2008_0725_201326.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIogDpHxJeI/AAAAAAAAApo/ow-QM9Arizs/s400/2008_0725_203918.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIogD6sjBDI/AAAAAAAAApw/PdzhTu4ReAQ/s400/2008_0725_203805.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIoeyDV8HjI/AAAAAAAAApI/fLHXT356fek/s400/2008_0725_204238.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW? &lt;br /&gt;All smitten up by their Super Ultra Cuteness?&lt;br /&gt;Must be.&lt;br /&gt;Alright ppl.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i needa catch some rest soon.&lt;br /&gt;I miss D. Haiz. Just like how C misses S.&lt;br /&gt;It's like 2 plus now?&lt;br /&gt;GOD. Charming later, and Tse lyn's BBQ at night.&lt;br /&gt;I bet i am gonna return to church at a boo boo state on sun.&lt;br /&gt;Lousy Lindis.&lt;br /&gt;How retarded/dumb can i be?&lt;br /&gt;And did i mention, i guess i am really addicted to Online Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Hell shit. &lt;br /&gt;Neways, i wanna add this.&lt;br /&gt;Majority of the guys in the world suck.&lt;br /&gt;Only a minority are called humans.&lt;br /&gt;And this minority have something called heart.&lt;br /&gt;The rest, they are lousy ppl. &lt;br /&gt;Majority of the girls agree to what i say as well.&lt;br /&gt;So, guys. Hopefully you are part of this MINORITY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-5745513556765582766?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/5745513556765582766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=5745513556765582766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/5745513556765582766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/5745513556765582766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIoexE4aB4I/AAAAAAAAAoo/YYY8oL2J0Uw/s72-c/2008_0725_200958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8699291061664189436</id><published>2008-07-25T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:35:19.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIi9LG2kNPI/AAAAAAAAAog/8Jl3D0KXVs8/s400/01_black_%26_white_gallery.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SAD.&lt;br /&gt;I AM VERY SAD.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;REALLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY FOR BEING SO EMOTIONAL.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I AM DARN UPSET LATELY.&lt;br /&gt;GIVE ME SOME TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8699291061664189436?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8699291061664189436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8699291061664189436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8699291061664189436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8699291061664189436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad.html' title='Sad.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIi9LG2kNPI/AAAAAAAAAog/8Jl3D0KXVs8/s72-c/01_black_%26_white_gallery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-3746950719813840615</id><published>2008-07-21T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:22:52.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISVWsEHzvI/AAAAAAAAAnw/DnJwN2q8j5k/s400/2008_0721_213118.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISVW1_SSNI/AAAAAAAAAn4/nI3g0ujJV3w/s400/2008_0721_213051.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISVXHcUZoI/AAAAAAAAAoA/ga6ZeiPsQwM/s400/2008_0721_213041.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISVXXthUYI/AAAAAAAAAoI/49Y3gNJszds/s400/2008_0721_213125.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISS84vaAoI/AAAAAAAAAnI/QRWgI_5RTJY/s400/2008_0721_212627.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISS9TnUV1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KUA6IK1fYas/s400/2008_0721_212636.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISS9fGwlSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/C6RHhV4iQBc/s400/2008_0721_212751.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISS98-AhTI/AAAAAAAAAng/-yFueS9QogU/s400/2008_0721_212950.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISS-GyBqmI/AAAAAAAAAno/598iHeOTzvg/s400/2008_0721_213004.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISR2IzYlDI/AAAAAAAAAmg/Q-m7tozYNjM/s400/2008_0721_194844.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISR2RiXUCI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7uRlfEzWicE/s400/2008_0721_194853.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISR2hgpffI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9qM1tJFf7gE/s400/2008_0721_212514.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISR3LKfmsI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gFfG2yHg34M/s400/2008_0721_212530.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISR3UsD-qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/QQPjtsH3iTg/s400/2008_0721_212618.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with James And Kayla just now.&lt;br /&gt;Heart them lots la.&lt;br /&gt;Today's a okie day.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's racial harmony.&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit lurh. &lt;br /&gt;I am happy talking to D now.&lt;br /&gt;So happy. &lt;br /&gt;GOD. I must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Just simply by hearing his voice makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;So insane.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy L. I feel like a retarded dumb girl waiting for my cute guy next door to hold my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Despo seems like the word to use.&lt;br /&gt;Arh. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT. I am happying now.&lt;br /&gt;Just for now again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-3746950719813840615?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3746950719813840615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=3746950719813840615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3746950719813840615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3746950719813840615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/hanging-out.html' title='Hanging out.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SISVWsEHzvI/AAAAAAAAAnw/DnJwN2q8j5k/s72-c/2008_0721_213118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-1195157372563730627</id><published>2008-07-20T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:54:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To You, I Sing You A Lorve Song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIND_bGYAKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/HKJBWqwDgmU/s400/2008_0621_175444.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To my BF, &lt;br /&gt;Stay strong. [:&lt;br /&gt;I heart you uber ultra super duper much yeah?&lt;br /&gt;We shall hang out more often. &lt;br /&gt;So that we can get rid of our sad moments.&lt;br /&gt;Who say girls need guys?&lt;br /&gt;Who say we cant live without these jerks?&lt;br /&gt;Hang on, huggie!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINCOcx1B5I/AAAAAAAAAlI/A6oTMRO8pSQ/s400/2008_0720_170322.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. Dont bother to read this if you are not D. &lt;br /&gt;Hah. Lol. Jk. &lt;br /&gt;How dumb can my post be.&lt;br /&gt;Neways, went out with Cheng today.&lt;br /&gt;I miss that babe like 31738417507187518 loads down the drain lurh. &lt;br /&gt;We combed Singapore's main shopping districts. (As Usual)&lt;br /&gt;N, left town with quite some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 books. {They are lorve!)&lt;br /&gt;But, i am freaking lazy to scan them in for you guys to view.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya. Chinese books la. Haha. (I am CHEENA!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I think i am sounding so gay.&lt;br /&gt;Well, N, i bought 3 cute notebooks, pocari sweat drink and a 72% cacao Lotte's choco today. I would say,&lt;br /&gt;the choco's awesome. Eh. Dark chocolate lei. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I think i should be nice today.&lt;br /&gt;Since i am in a gay mood now.&lt;br /&gt;So, i went to took the photos of my buys.&lt;br /&gt;But, do pardon me for the horrible photo quality. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINDKuhJ86I/AAAAAAAAAlo/uapO6mXq55A/s400/2008_0720_213729.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINDK07nV-I/AAAAAAAAAlw/sS_ysYN9IqU/s400/2008_0720_213742.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINDLKvqT2I/AAAAAAAAAl4/2kkcaV_R8mc/s400/2008_0720_214101.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINDLVqmMjI/AAAAAAAAAmA/V1m7ysoIGRU/s400/2008_0720_214053.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINDLv06z4I/AAAAAAAAAmI/1XkoIXS_qhU/s400/2008_0720_214043.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINCOIFqLHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/3NCDQYiWatg/s400/2008_0720_170241.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINCOvoAcuI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wZV_huAXdng/s400/2008_0720_170714.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINCOxLj5oI/AAAAAAAAAlY/tRKRhr12OzU/s400/2008_0720_170422.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINCPW9FvpI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ds1vC-BjMpM/s400/2008_0720_213533.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;For this few days,&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of your everything.&lt;br /&gt;Your adorable killer smile,&lt;br /&gt;You Cuteness that charm all girls to death.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. I cant believe i am falling for you all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Darn. And i just dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats tubor fast everytime u get close to me.&lt;br /&gt;Whether is it through phone or wadeva form of expressions.&lt;br /&gt;You are just so important to me lurh.&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats according to yours.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, let it be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;The last time for me to fall for someone so deeply ever again.&lt;br /&gt;I know we may be worlds apart. But, the chemistry that we share cant be that easily broken. &lt;br /&gt;Dont let my heart go down the drain once again.&lt;br /&gt;I cant return to the active hyper girl that i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;I cant let my heart rip apart once again.&lt;br /&gt;I just want it to stay where it is, &lt;br /&gt;and continue, to beat for just this special you. &lt;br /&gt;D. I love you. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SINGmA66N3I/AAAAAAAAAmY/hN06kYiAkn0/s400/2008_0720_220156.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-1195157372563730627?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/1195157372563730627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=1195157372563730627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1195157372563730627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/1195157372563730627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-you-i-sing-you-lorve-song.html' title='To You, I Sing You A Lorve Song.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SIND_bGYAKI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/HKJBWqwDgmU/s72-c/2008_0621_175444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-7471133763992444484</id><published>2008-07-17T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:47:58.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C.Mak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SH9NSHi17fI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s8FSKi3-hfE/s400/2008_0621_162720.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a lolli.&lt;br /&gt;All the twirl colors orbiting in circles.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the life i'm having now.&lt;br /&gt;Lorving my dear dear huggie so much.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. &lt;br /&gt;Life use to be so dull and meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Not till the recent days.&lt;br /&gt;Have been hanging out with huggie for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;Just by chilling with huggie, life seems to be re-colored once again.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, huggie! I lorve you to the tweeniest bitt. [:&lt;br /&gt;Huggie, i wanna dedicate this post to you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how that monster treat you in the past,&lt;br /&gt;or be it, now.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know, i will always always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;If that monster try to hurt you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna make sure i pull out every single tooth right from his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Sweets, i hope you make a wise choice the next time round.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, this CAZ fellow can give you all the lorve you need.&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the toilet and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Alrights? &lt;br /&gt;Neways, we must chill more man. I really miss all the old times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it seems as if i have just returned to the past.&lt;br /&gt;History seems to be back to where it was.&lt;br /&gt;I cherish every single moment i have with you,&lt;br /&gt;and i want our friendship to last to the end of times.&lt;br /&gt;C. Mak, I HEART You uber much.&lt;br /&gt;*Breastee hug&lt;br /&gt;All the lorve and hugges,&lt;br /&gt;P square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on, We remember, all the times we had together.&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change ,come Whatever, we will still be, friends forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-7471133763992444484?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/7471133763992444484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=7471133763992444484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7471133763992444484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/7471133763992444484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/cmak.html' title='C.Mak.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SH9NSHi17fI/AAAAAAAAAk4/s8FSKi3-hfE/s72-c/2008_0621_162720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8548399026214993890</id><published>2008-07-02T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:38:00.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Magnum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SGt2Wow3MxI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Mx4fs-N4NaM/s400/2008_0621_135653.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my oh my.&lt;br /&gt;It's been donkey years since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention i totally got over him?&lt;br /&gt;Though i had the aftermath of being bed ridden for the entire week after all the crap.&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Kosei-ing now,&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, indulging in the awesome taste of Magnum.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it's delicious. I Like! [:&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i am watching S&amp;C tv series. &lt;br /&gt;Nice! And. I am chatting with MR.John. &lt;br /&gt;LOL. Dunno why outta blue moon he has become so nosey.&lt;br /&gt;Keep poking into my affairs. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe this fellow.&lt;br /&gt;"ANNOYING." *rofl&lt;br /&gt;But, miss the old times with u lurh, buddie. :P&lt;br /&gt;Neways, i miss WJ. (SA, if you are reading this, dont think too much)&lt;br /&gt;I got to say, nice friends are so hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;Especially BFFs. Like Charm, blahs.&lt;br /&gt;Nice ppl lurh. Alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;I know i am drifting too far apart.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to blog about life right?&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about Studies.&lt;br /&gt;As usual. And DAMM SHSS. Really hate the hell shit out of it.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm pouring all my vulgarities at the school&lt;br /&gt;It's like life torturing sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, it's all legal.&lt;br /&gt;LEGAL to torture the shit out of me?&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense lurh. &lt;br /&gt;Everyday if not tests than Remedials.&lt;br /&gt;Our brains macham become the toys of teachers.&lt;br /&gt;N i hate The Ong lots.&lt;br /&gt;See his disgusting haircut makes me wanna puke more.&lt;br /&gt;In this modern time, there's still someone out there with high tugged pants,&lt;br /&gt;and center parting hairstyle for a man?&lt;br /&gt;That's him. Plus, the lousy school is trying so hard to raise cash for the &lt;br /&gt;PRIME PROJECT. &lt;br /&gt;Please lurh. I will miss out all the parts after i leave this retarded school.&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, please let me get out of all this shit soon.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna work. I wanna shop.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hang out with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend more time with you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna BREATHE the world's air.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya. Wadeva. All the nonsense's coming out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me. Too Stress. &lt;br /&gt;Too stress with the rubbish Shss's giving.&lt;br /&gt;Blurhhh.... I ending here for now.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna continue with my SEX. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8548399026214993890?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8548399026214993890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8548399026214993890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8548399026214993890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8548399026214993890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-heart-magnum.html' title='I heart Magnum.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SGt2Wow3MxI/AAAAAAAAAkw/Mx4fs-N4NaM/s72-c/2008_0621_135653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-3640640126668992540</id><published>2008-06-08T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T15:42:05.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Birthday. Their Wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SEuMq0TEc0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/5z93yxk79FE/s400/Young-Love.jpg" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm folding minature straw hearts right now.&lt;br /&gt;Just for the one i love.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda missed the wishes and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Attended a wedding in the morning that words cant describe the sweetness content.&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a number of sisters shots, but...&lt;br /&gt;I am simply too lazy to plugged in the wires and upload it.&lt;br /&gt;Soon soon...&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Bugis after the wedd, and ended up getting soaked feet.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i would never put on that pair of blackies on a rainy day ever again.&lt;br /&gt;After hitting Bugis, went Cold Storage to grab Kani Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Love it to bits... &lt;br /&gt;Den, we trained back to church. &lt;br /&gt;Aiya... Yesterday was a boring day. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;So will be it today... &lt;br /&gt;I am so tired now, and i've got choir later. &lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm gonna catch no 5 now. &lt;br /&gt;Tuition tomorrow. Den, maybe having Pandamonium with the kids. &lt;br /&gt;Well... We shall see... Photos soon. Sorry aite. &lt;br /&gt;Flys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Your Messages,&lt;br /&gt;I think i am a Robot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-3640640126668992540?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/3640640126668992540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=3640640126668992540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3640640126668992540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/3640640126668992540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/his-birthday-their-wedding.html' title='His Birthday. Their Wedding.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SEuMq0TEc0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/5z93yxk79FE/s72-c/Young-Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-4522357733203347649</id><published>2008-06-05T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:30:04.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy or sad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SEf3JWocx6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/yclBveu4q7U/s400/window.bmp" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Today was a so so day...&lt;br /&gt;I slept like a pig yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;13 hours of sleep, i counted.&lt;br /&gt;Yet... I'm still so tired. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;SS with granny in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Piano lesson in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;Had chocolate flavoured pocky.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I found out that there's a small tiny bump under my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts. I applied layers of bonjela.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt seem to ease the stingy effect.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my form teacher tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda feel shitty about it.&lt;br /&gt;However, going to "SWEET" with tong and xy after that.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I have nice sisters. (:&lt;br /&gt;My momo's nagging. Shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Tata, Lindii. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, Love is a many trousered thing.  &lt;br /&gt;But, God will make a way for me. &lt;br /&gt;I am praying. Praying for us to be the right pair in His eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-4522357733203347649?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/4522357733203347649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=4522357733203347649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/4522357733203347649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/4522357733203347649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-or-sad_05.html' title='Happy or sad?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SEf3JWocx6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/yclBveu4q7U/s72-c/window.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-8728737358640328975</id><published>2008-06-04T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:43:25.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SEYcCqiunTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cxBISQBfQro/s400/2008_0604_034458.JPG" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met xiao mei at 11 plus at simei. &lt;br /&gt;Comb NTUC for pink dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention i heart this drink loads? HEE.&lt;br /&gt;Train down to Payar lebar. &lt;br /&gt;We did some mighty transform to both of us. (:&lt;br /&gt;And i pretty love the aftermath. &lt;br /&gt;Haji lane.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. After Payar Lebar, where the clockface showed 3.18,&lt;br /&gt;We hop on another train and headed down to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Went haji lane to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;And i ended up finding awesome clothings that i die to buy for.&lt;br /&gt;Geesh. They are seriously pretty find.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have to cut down on food gorging and switch to purchase these pretty wear. &lt;br /&gt;After all the dramatic episodes, &lt;br /&gt;we finally decided to come home for a bath and indulge in our sumptious dinner. (:&lt;br /&gt;Night Study at my favourtite place yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I would grade it as a rather enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, we were busy "bullying" our dearest Mr Ronald Macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. &lt;br /&gt;Pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out now without catching a wink.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. It's been 5 days since i receive a proper sleep.&lt;br /&gt;TTSH later. Hopefully i can chop off my nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-8728737358640328975?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/8728737358640328975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=8728737358640328975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8728737358640328975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/8728737358640328975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/airport.html' title='Airport.'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_HjPLQx_tBxw/SEYcCqiunTI/AAAAAAAAAiU/cxBISQBfQro/s72-c/2008_0604_034458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-2108233535941276387</id><published>2008-06-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:07:04.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy or sad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk264/shaun12_2008/Pictures%204%20U%20ALL/cat-dog-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narnia-ed today.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;William Moseley is simply extraordinary handsome.&lt;br /&gt;He's so hot!&lt;br /&gt;I was like... Totally caught under his beauty spell.&lt;br /&gt;Neways, his been cold. I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. &lt;br /&gt;Today's also an outing with the dearies. (:&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be any better. I did enjoyed shopping for his presents.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool. &lt;br /&gt;Okay. I dont feel like texting much for now.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna grab some rest after 4 sleepless nights. &lt;br /&gt;LORVE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be my lolly boy.&lt;br /&gt;Be my sweetest heart.&lt;br /&gt;ILORVEU.&lt;br /&gt;And i truely do. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-2108233535941276387?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/2108233535941276387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=2108233535941276387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2108233535941276387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/2108233535941276387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-or-sad.html' title='Happy or sad?'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i282.photobucket.com/albums/kk264/shaun12_2008/Pictures%204%20U%20ALL/th_cat-dog-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434158909533588859.post-6048757617261359752</id><published>2008-06-01T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:21:20.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c262/donuts18/retro01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful experience!&lt;br /&gt;Words cant express the fun and joy i experienced.&lt;br /&gt;The laughter, the smiles and the happiness were all clearly&lt;br /&gt;worn on the hearts of these little fellows.&lt;br /&gt;They are beautiful little people. (:&lt;br /&gt;Kids' is one of the most wonderful creations God ever created. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree? I just adore their grins. &lt;br /&gt;Geesh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... This mission trip made me realise my true feelings to him.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know is it just at that moment, when i felt my heart pounding real hard at the sight of him or it was just affections. &lt;br /&gt;Words tumbled at the tip of my tongue when i mouthed my speech.&lt;br /&gt;He was glancing at me.&lt;br /&gt;Like how a child's eyes meet their mother's. &lt;br /&gt;The charcoaled black eyes of his &lt;br /&gt;was storing the sight of me right at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;I like that split second where our eyes interacted.&lt;br /&gt;Sparks flew... I swear. &lt;br /&gt;I long to hold him and mumble the words of love to his ears.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i wonder. Is it pure fascination or it's a actual real love story?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1434158909533588859-6048757617261359752?l=l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/feeds/6048757617261359752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1434158909533588859&amp;postID=6048757617261359752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6048757617261359752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1434158909533588859/posts/default/6048757617261359752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-i-n-d-i-i.blogspot.com/2008/06/mission-trip.html' title='Mission Trip'/><author><name>Linlin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12256851297942199389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
