<?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-6380391</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:14:14.304+08:00</updated><category term='LOVE'/><category term='TRYONS'/><category term='FRINGE'/><category term='CLOTHES'/><category term='AGED'/><category term='effedupbrozzzz'/><category term='FRIENDSHIP'/><title type='text'>bubbliholic</title><subtitle type='html'>bubbly</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>348</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4477470007644652503</id><published>2007-06-22T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:36:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been breaking up w bubbliholic many times. But I think this time, it's real. Gdbye Bubbliholic, Hello LJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;My last sentence: SCH'S REOPENING!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't like to feel this way alone, ha ha, so I decided to trigger all of you to feel sad too! ): awww)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, Gootbye Bubbliholic. (Maybe I come back kkzx!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4477470007644652503?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4477470007644652503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4477470007644652503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4477470007644652503' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2446031718914472685</id><published>2007-06-19T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:45:58.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0oWK67kuNQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0oWK67kuNQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;GOSSIP GIRL, CAN'T WAIT!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Schwartz just replaced my all time fav OC with GG! I won't resize it cuz it's too cool to be resized (aw crap). Oh ya, and Michelle Branch's gna be singing the promo song 'Come To Find You', ah! I love Michelle Branch. Can't contain my excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cramping, owwww!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2446031718914472685?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2446031718914472685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2446031718914472685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2446031718914472685' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7376090832356125632</id><published>2007-06-19T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T01:04:04.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/x9U0jZCo6b/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/x9U0jZCo6b/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Gooddaysunlight (yawns)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was gr8 :&gt; Church is starting to get a little fun. But still, I'm contemplating whether I shld join the Youth. I mean, I've been out of shape (spiritually speaking) for quite some time since I quit CHC and I joined CMC (CCCCC). Alright, that I'll decide some time soon i think. Thnkz Kerrie for the lip smackers, they taste great! Ha ha ha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow, my legs aching. But let's go back to the topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tday! Love love love love love love love. Not for the morning, in the morning I went from school to school to submit my DSA application, with fingers crossed and prayers prayed. In a matter of 3 hours, I photocopied some stuff, took my photo, took my stuff from Terry and travelled from one school to another. Tiring I tell you, I couldnt find MJ! What luck! 8 Days couldnt even make my day, they resized it but what's the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept slept slept bcuz I had to wake up so early in the morning! I slept for bout say, 3 hours? Then I prepared to go for tuituituition. Learnt Relative Velocity today, I hope I learn it well! Talking about studies, ai! Big sigh! I havent started studying. This is not good, rly! Okay tmrw onwards, all the way la! :D Feeling confident that I'll do it. Chem &amp; Em test, I'm so gna ace you, (but please let me). Another thing! Chinese Oral is up soon, while ordering wanton noodles from the lady, I realised how terrible my Chinese was. Piangz, liang2 wan3 wan3 tan1 mee1. Embarrassed with a capital E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught FANTASTIC4 tday! 'Twas really great! Jessica Alba is so HAWT! Her figure, way to go! :O) Human Torch gets sexier by the minute too! Okay main point, I met LY tday. That scardy cat, evrything also don't dare! Ha ha ha! She was late (but I excused her, ohmytian Rebzter so kind!) &amp; the moment we met, all we said were mean stuff! Ha ha ha, but we clicked (ahem ahem). Amazing how we can talk so much though I don't really knw her that well. We talked abt stuff as if we were best friends! However I wna konk her head too (bad habit) cuz she thought about standing me up (!!!) How can, leave me stranded at Somerset? Ha ha ha, ok, caught f4 w her, ate wanton noodles w her. Mighty fun! But we prolly won't meet again what (inside joke hint hint LY hint) F21 &amp; TOPSHOP SOONZ! Plus bring you eat iscream! (oh wait, not going out anym right?) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4IUxJ4HI/AAAAAAAAATY/0J0KmDdz2YU/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4IUxJ4HI/AAAAAAAAATY/0J0KmDdz2YU/s200/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077448083060154482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4IkxJ4II/AAAAAAAAATg/bCubLULyfJs/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4IkxJ4II/AAAAAAAAATg/bCubLULyfJs/s200/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077448087355121794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4I0xJ4JI/AAAAAAAAATo/XGz30hEK0MM/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4I0xJ4JI/AAAAAAAAATo/XGz30hEK0MM/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077448091650089106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4JExJ4KI/AAAAAAAAATw/pfQsCDQ6k3I/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4JExJ4KI/AAAAAAAAATw/pfQsCDQ6k3I/s200/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077448095945056418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Attempt, Second, Third, Fourth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4okxJ4LI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_QqsnIft4WQ/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4okxJ4LI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_QqsnIft4WQ/s200/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077448637110935730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna5NUxJ4MI/AAAAAAAAAUA/m7AvTP8YULc/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna5NUxJ4MI/AAAAAAAAAUA/m7AvTP8YULc/s200/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077449268471128258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrewd woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna5N0xJ4NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/lNKhWHnuJZo/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna5N0xJ4NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/lNKhWHnuJZo/s200/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077449277061062866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same leg, no way! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna5OUxJ4OI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/COSvWptor38/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna5OUxJ4OI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/COSvWptor38/s200/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077449285650997474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7376090832356125632?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7376090832356125632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7376090832356125632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7376090832356125632' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rna4IUxJ4HI/AAAAAAAAATY/0J0KmDdz2YU/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-5392780589210712290</id><published>2007-06-16T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:24:54.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Saturday Love! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study sessions w Jerline yesterday was such a failure! Not productive at all! This cannot go on, srsly! It's alright, I have the rest of the week to piah (oh wait, I've been saying that since, two weeks ago?) Owell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsExJ37I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Jwb-WdH884M/s1600-h/IMG_4018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsExJ37I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Jwb-WdH884M/s200/IMG_4018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688934705684402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsExJ38I/AAAAAAAAASA/dRhP5y-5fXM/s1600-h/IMG_4024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsExJ38I/AAAAAAAAASA/dRhP5y-5fXM/s200/IMG_4024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688934705684418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsUxJ39I/AAAAAAAAASI/ySYyXyZhMMA/s1600-h/IMG_4029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsUxJ39I/AAAAAAAAASI/ySYyXyZhMMA/s200/IMG_4029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688939000651730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsUxJ3-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/tHuChYFt30I/s1600-h/IMG_4042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsUxJ3-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/tHuChYFt30I/s200/IMG_4042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076688939000651746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQGIExJ3_I/AAAAAAAAASY/xDKPl0zvZAU/s1600-h/IMG_4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQGIExJ3_I/AAAAAAAAASY/xDKPl0zvZAU/s200/IMG_4048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076689415742021618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQGIkxJ4AI/AAAAAAAAASg/gaZdKHQjfH4/s1600-h/IMG_4050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQGIkxJ4AI/AAAAAAAAASg/gaZdKHQjfH4/s200/IMG_4050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076689424331956226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA, spot the diff (eyes vs no eyes, cock eye vs wtfook eye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQG2UxJ4FI/AAAAAAAAATI/KOE5puuN9x0/s1600-h/IMG_4083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQG2UxJ4FI/AAAAAAAAATI/KOE5puuN9x0/s200/IMG_4083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076690210310971474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wthell i didnt even do math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQHCUxJ4GI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1AHL9UG2BdU/s1600-h/IMG_4081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQHCUxJ4GI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1AHL9UG2BdU/s200/IMG_4081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076690416469401698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither did i do loci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(removed due to the disturbed jerline)&lt;br /&gt;YAY JERLINE, THE BIMBO! She totally thought I was taking multi shots la, Jerline! Da jiex, when you see this please don't flop, maybe i treat you to icekimo, mango flavour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA, we drank frappacino, ate hot dogs, chips (okay that was me only), fish soup, icekimo! Wa, fat to the corezx! Starbucks, new study place :O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-5392780589210712290?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5392780589210712290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5392780589210712290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5392780589210712290' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RnQFsExJ37I/AAAAAAAAAR4/Jwb-WdH884M/s72-c/IMG_4018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8184115874732314526</id><published>2007-06-16T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:54:31.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9OQcAnPPQC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9OQcAnPPQC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I've had enough &lt;br /&gt;Of this parade &lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of &lt;br /&gt;The words to say &lt;br /&gt;We open up &lt;br /&gt;Unfinished parts &lt;br /&gt;Broken up &lt;br /&gt;It's so mellow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you then i know it will be next to me &lt;br /&gt;And when I need you then I know you will be there with me &lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to get closer, closer &lt;br /&gt;Lean on me now &lt;br /&gt;Lean on me now &lt;br /&gt;Closer, closer &lt;br /&gt;Lean on me now &lt;br /&gt;Lean on me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep waking up (waking up) &lt;br /&gt;Without you here (without you here) &lt;br /&gt;Another day (another day) &lt;br /&gt;Another year (another year) &lt;br /&gt;I seek the truth (seek the truth) &lt;br /&gt;We set apart (we set apart) &lt;br /&gt;Thinking of &lt;br /&gt;A second chance (a second chance) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you then i know it will be next to me &lt;br /&gt;And when I need you I know you will be there with me &lt;br /&gt;I'll never leave you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt; no more OTH S4, i hate myself. On a brighter note, season 5's coming! On a duller note, it's gon' take a long long time. That's it, I neutralised my day :D (this song was in the last ep of season 4, i really wna cry!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8184115874732314526?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8184115874732314526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8184115874732314526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8184115874732314526' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4474181818484335251</id><published>2007-06-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T16:14:21.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/muN0rkTwL6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/muN0rkTwL6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to blog about today. But one thing, all you people out there whom I'm supposed to go out with, go out ASAP! Before I konk all yr brains out! You hear me people? :O I'm done blogging tee hee hee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Love sought is good, &lt;br /&gt;but given unsought is better"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;-William Shakespear&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4474181818484335251?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4474181818484335251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4474181818484335251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4474181818484335251' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4868725673898500959</id><published>2007-06-08T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:42:43.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fnN4hAsJYz/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fnN4hAsJYz/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ3toP0PH8k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ3toP0PH8k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg in this MV gwen stefani looks so cool, sweet, and skinny! &lt;br /&gt;Attractive in another way, I don't know how to explain! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh I'm SIXTEEN now!&lt;/b&gt; Yes, no actually sixteen &amp; 1 day :K My day was mighty fine! First up, parents brought me to Margarita's which was pretty much a very posh restaurant. I didn't bring my cam so I can't show pictures (aww man!) But the food there was terrif! I think I should gather all the nice &amp; posh food stalls and then introduce them to makan sutra. Oh wait, i think makan sutra would already knw ha ha ha. There's another place that I went later in the day, which! I will tell later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, my tummy bulged and I felt extremely tired! So at home I took a short nap which turned out to be a 4hr long nap :D Not nap at all! Surprisingly, my tummy didn't bulge anymore! Yknw, sometimes after eating, it's not that good to sleep because... I think the fats'll accumulate? Okay just a wild guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spposed to go practice w mum, but I felt so bored I called &lt;b&gt;Ly&lt;/b&gt;! Wanted to call &lt;b&gt;Shah&lt;/b&gt; but decided she'd be too drowsed in her lover's arms! HA HA HA, Shah, i mean very loving :D But halfway on the road I figured I had only 10! &amp; when I asked my mum for some dollahs, she said she had NONE! Piang, who has no money! So I called it off. I was quite reluctant to call it off, but aiya, maybe next time we'll have an even greater time tgther. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only 10, I went to walk arnd. Saw this rly cute barbie doll house &amp; realised it was an eatery! So I stepped in. Thought I wouldn't be rich enough to buy anything but No~ The pot of earl gray tea was 4.90 &amp; the cheesecake topped w strawberry was 6! Plus there was a 30% discount! Wa I ate both of those. Thinking I could afford more, I asked for the menu. The person gave me the bill -.- Wanted to spank his ass. When.i.looked.at.the.bill.it.showed.10.10.! TEN DOLLAHS &amp; TEN CENTS! Luckily in my cutesy purse, I had 10.20. Assuming he gave me the menu and I ordered more, I'd be so malu. I forgot to count GST, SERVICE CHARGE. So 30% discount is not that much afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so lonely at that point of time I thought of taking the boat &gt;:| but did not la. (I even thought of standing near the railing to look at the boats passing by, but so emo_gal91, so not me!) Well if I had friends prolly we'd do that, but I was alone. Went back to High Street Centre to find my mum and her practice grp. &amp; I found a dang dang dang dang friend! Melissa! She was doing this ppt thing. Wa I'm quite influenced, thinking if i should go Np to do Mass Comm, afterall it's all I've dreamed of, to be a DJ. DJ Reb (WAHLAO DONT SOUND NICE AT ALL. I'LL FIND A NICER NIC FOR MYSELF) Had fun w her, but she didn't like to take pictures. And we made a deal to go shopping, (considering the fact that she has all the discount cards for Topshop, Zara, F21, Miss Selfridge, Gap etc). I will shop asap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjHsExJ3tI/AAAAAAAAAQI/NcsFdK54_tw/s200/IMG_3850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like dollhouse right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjHsUxJ3uI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nqb5EhuwvMI/s200/IMG_3852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake heesecake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjHsUxJ3vI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ULXo-KkcPRo/s200/IMG_3854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mod chairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjIh0xJ3zI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DWUBjdn_jbc/s200/IMG_3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teapot of earl gray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjIR0xJ3yI/AAAAAAAAAQw/q9WZNll46lw/s320/25472959041_private_l-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention i camwhored, myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjJIExJ34I/AAAAAAAAARg/MlVAUNT08Dc/s200/IMG_3982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjI70xJ33I/AAAAAAAAARY/KhHSD8EPmHk/s200/IMG_3993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjM8kxJ36I/AAAAAAAAARw/RdTuPCgaQAI/s200/IMG_3980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally She Took A Peek W Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjJIUxJ35I/AAAAAAAAARo/tJAK8rF5Yd4/s200/IMG_3990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; My Red Phone&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any schoolwork but I promise I'll do soon. Really! Asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there were tons of pictures, but, I'm too lazy to upload them, blogger's really v v v v slow! Going trng later, :D Will see all my long lost jnrs, he he he. I'm officially Sixteen &amp; 1 day. I loved this day, and all the people that wished me! Second batch: Sharyl (&amp; that sickening pillow he he), Jerline, April, Joel, Ying Ying, Vionna, Emerlyn, Rizwan aiya the whole class la, Shahirah (must mention!), Lyeyee, Rifdi, Char, Kerrie, Terrence, Melissa, Melissa (different!), Teri, Heidi, Fiona, Shazlin, Melvin (idiot, "yr bday meh?"), Samantha, Weixin, Teckchong (1a.m on 7th june!), Gloria, Jinzhong, Sara, Felicia, ZHI JUN, (same bday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THNKZ FOR ALL THE PRESENTS! :&gt; REALLY PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay camera and shopping soon, retail therapy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut yr trap la, twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It’s not fair, &lt;br /&gt;How you are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4868725673898500959?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4868725673898500959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4868725673898500959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4868725673898500959' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmjHsExJ3tI/AAAAAAAAAQI/NcsFdK54_tw/s72-c/IMG_3850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6995882915137608956</id><published>2007-06-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:32:07.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nYwHjV7M0r/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nYwHjV7M0r/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLEASE CHECK BACK I EDITTED THIS ENTRY ABOUT 18 TIMES, SRSLY/REALLY/DEFINITELY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTH S4 is ending, I'm so sad. But hey, on a brighter note, S5 is coming! I promise this is the only show I'm head over heels for, :O) Owell, but the show is getting sadder by the millisecond. I'd never want it to end. Like how I feel towards a song, I always cringe during the last few minutes of the show, hoping that there's some problem with my quicktime player &amp; that it'd play for another 45min. Anway, I watched s4 again, and i realised, I'm never bored of OTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay back to the realistic, ha ha ha. I went for tong-ing session today. My legs were aching like ohcrap. MORE CIP HRS MORE CIP HRS (chants). We went over to Raffles Place to complete our task. We as in Sharyl Debbie Eleen &amp; Benny! :D Was quite fun, I received (well not me, the Lions Home rawr) 4 10 dollah notes! Cute right Singaporeans, tootooly! But some really stingrayly stingy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to donate to the Lions Home For The Elderly?" with a wide smile until my braces were shinning at her eyeballs&lt;br /&gt;"Ya ya ya" &amp; walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T huh which part of Ya means not donating? Zffft, some don't even let me finish my sentence! You can see it in their face, they look at you, smile. Straight away see the tin like I'm some AIDS patient. Sometimes you feel like smashing their brains, srsly! Wpiang, just say a simple no will do right! Haiyo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CIP, I went over to Novena then to Serene Centre for OISHI PIZZA &amp; Island Creamery. Damn shiok (meaning fat)! Was damn fun looking at the people I stalk :D HA HA HA. At Island Creamery, I had two scoops, Nutella &amp; Pulut Hitam (wrong choice). But the Nutella was gr8! So was my partner's horlicks! :D hiak hiak hiak. Then met up with... some people (whom also, I stalk). Stalking shld be my next hobby right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club21 :&gt;, Thanks ah! He he he, I love the Club21 present first anway! Thnks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmbZZkxJ3oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pvDeXGn4Lnw/s200/IMG_3840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shaaaaky hannndsss, (not shaker fries!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072981201108197010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmbZhkxJ3pI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Z9U9OqdlUmk/s200/IMG_3842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:| weee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmbZqExJ3qI/AAAAAAAAAPw/qx1QlN7t3Rs/s200/IMG_3843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My retarded friend, Sharyl (fyi I &lt;3 to konk her head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmbZy0xJ3rI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OiycixnAQZQ/s200/IMG_3848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View frm outside, :D hawt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmbZ6ExJ3sI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HgosUU7so64/s200/IMG_3847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;SPINKLING MILO POWDER, AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;HAPPY SIXTEEN&lt;sup&gt;TH&lt;/sup&gt; BIRDAY TO MOIZ!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thnks to those who wished, kiss kiss hug hug &lt;3 &lt;3!)&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I'm sixteen really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnks who those who wished! Namely: Junda, Matthew, Alastair, Jenan, Shuhua, Nick, Lionel, Min Min, Joyce, Brian, Kenneth, Dominic, Cedric, Junqun, Decong, April, Teri, Melissa, Yeeboon, Hengyi, Adabelle, Guoxiang &amp; some anonymous numbers plus emails whoops. If yr name's not here, tell me! :O) Once again, Thnkz :D (curtsies &amp; walks off the stage) Comments, Calls, Messages, PMs (not PMS), or what have you, rly loving it, thank you all! :B Keep those wishes coming in! (Somersaults back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have macks supplementary tmrw, smacks head hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6995882915137608956?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6995882915137608956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6995882915137608956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6995882915137608956' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmbZZkxJ3oI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pvDeXGn4Lnw/s72-c/IMG_3840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4297497584175148551</id><published>2007-06-05T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:42:58.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;to err is human, to &lt;b&gt;ARR!&lt;/b&gt; is pirate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;AYE AYE CAPTAIN, smuacks Olando :B It's okay even though it's 1 day on shore, 10yrs in sea, really!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I'm doing chem corrections now (never so guai before manz), and i found loads of new found marks. If i rly did check, I'd get A1 ): Mrs Chua, can save me?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kao, I just realised there is an after credits scene! Spoiler okay, if you havent watched, don't you click. Cuz go watch! So lesson learnt, remember to always stay for after credits, you never knw. Well I didnt, *!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZYDo5Sou-s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZYDo5Sou-s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piangz, Bloom so hiamsome!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4297497584175148551?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4297497584175148551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4297497584175148551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4297497584175148551' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8963341047012264184</id><published>2007-06-04T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:02:15.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ea4vxlNBBP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Ea4vxlNBBP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, helluva week! Whoops but haven't been touching my books. Rly piling up, this time I'd be do my homework. I have loads of time (or so i think) I must trigger myself to start flipping over the cover pages of my (damn) book ):&lt; Triple must! Shld put adverts all over my house to remind myself to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I smell really gd now, out so not the point. Alright, so yesterday after the match I went over to watch POTC with KT. Ah, I was having a little trouble linking up the 3 movies. Quite confusing but was definitely nice. Must watch! Next up Blades Of Glory &amp; F4! So many movies, so little time! Hiak hiak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.Let.The.Piccas.Do.The.Talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233059409854450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmQxF_wd__I/AAAAAAAAAPA/zm0wHBDB17s/s200/IMG_3795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loooong time agoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233171079004162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmQxMfweAAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/AaSKFoeb6U4/s200/IMG_3808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look funny, grr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233312812924946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmQxUvweABI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ACVzq60VeJg/s200/IMG_3810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny faces &gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072233527561289762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmQxhPweACI/AAAAAAAAAPY/CZolp_LQTfw/s200/IMG_3816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just awhile ago, sry zl totally!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna go a lot of places during the hols, but aiya, must study remember? Crapsticks, tamada! Speaking abt unhappy stuff, I think I spoiled today's game play, putting me in equates to intentionally killing the team morale or what have we. I think I'm not even cut out for DSA (quite nice to type since the 3 letters are just next to each other he he). Don't really knw what's gotten into me &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This STU thing going on tmrw, &amp; I dunch feel like gg! It's right smack in the middle of the day, so another day will be gone, thanks PRSS. Wna go get PAUL FRANK slips, I've been saying that since forever21! Club 21 sale soon, I rly hope my Dad gives me a lot of moolah for my burfday! Then black tights! Then jelly shoes, mary janes! Bag! In general, SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy life of a mugger (:&gt;) Will mugger_91 asap derxz! "I can't gib you gatsby!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8963341047012264184?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8963341047012264184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8963341047012264184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8963341047012264184' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RmQxF_wd__I/AAAAAAAAAPA/zm0wHBDB17s/s72-c/IMG_3795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-1201245850619252661</id><published>2007-06-02T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:20:13.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3czvd7SQ0R/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3czvd7SQ0R/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anio Hasayo (in other words hello duh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smile is everything, Thnk you for you :0) Sorry you cannot see my smile ha ha ha! Happi_galz91, totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that my Dad is one of the nincompoops who say children as chewren, zomg no genes passed down okay, I'm not his chao or whatsoever! Give you some stuff to laugh abt (however some people dont find it funny,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY LINGO MOTO ROTOBIKE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEWREN, CHAO, LIMITED ADDICTION, EMACKS, ARMPICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been laughing and telling everybody abt it until nobody (and i mean nobody) finds it funny. Eg SKPJ I HATE YOU. These people no social life at all! Ha ha ha, anw SK, you havent answered my question. Can you stop all the suspense, before I start to irritate the hell out of you (and not send apology messages). Rly want to konk yr head the moment I see you. Be glad that I dedicated a whole chunk of my entry to you bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&gt; So looking forward to tmrw! PIRATES ARR, johnny depp muah muah here i come (splash). Coming back to me, SEVENTHJUNE, aww if it rings a bell, imma give you like 275839401 hugs, squeezing yr guts out. I'm going to have a fantabulous time, I knw it eehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because you live, &lt;br /&gt;My world has everything I need to survive &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-1201245850619252661?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1201245850619252661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1201245850619252661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1201245850619252661' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7801897913433396842</id><published>2007-05-31T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:52:54.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kQxOFIAQzR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kQxOFIAQzR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bR&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly amazed by the way He works. When I'm feeling down (and i mean really down down down), He talks to me, through ways i never expected. Songs, and blogs that i blog hop to, phwoar i mean, how can, I've been so... (you fill in). mean maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this i koped. (though it wasnt to me, it felt like it was)&lt;br /&gt;"Isaiah 43:1-2 "Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name: you are mine. When you pass through the deep water, I will be with you; in the rivers you shall not drown. When you walk through fire, you shall not be burned; and the flames shall not consume you." these problems are temporary. theyre just a test to your faith. and i know now you've already been stretched to your limits but take comfort in knowing that God will never give you something you can't handle mhmm. all that you're facing, he has allowed it, but they wont harm you, they serve only to make you stronger. remember, he's in control, and all these though very very difficult, theyre a part of his great plan for you. im sure its a plan to prosper you in every way he can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're stronger than that, i know it for a fact. be still and wait, jesus will keep his promise mhmm he wont abandon you, just hang in there and let him work. satan is out to destroy, dont let him destroy you. cling on tight to jesus he will vindicate. love you dear im just a call away and you know that&lt;33 for now take things as they come dont read too much into things, and don't think too much, sometimes, ignorance really is bliss. somethings are way beyond our control, leave it to the big one up there k?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stop trying to read me, you got it all wrong. Life is gonna get better, I'll make sure of that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the, "You're so strong, can handle one la" :D Though they dont know what's going on, they still just approach me like that. I should just pao kai all the disturbing thoughts (because why even &lt;i&gt;bother&lt;/i&gt; to explain). Triple YAY to shoppang later! Yo Yo Yo, &amp; say hi to my new cam soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiest Girl alive? You bet! Think.Happy.Thoughts :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it hurts when I think, when I let it sink in&lt;br /&gt;It’s all over me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7801897913433396842?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7801897913433396842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7801897913433396842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7801897913433396842' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4511921227073432927</id><published>2007-05-30T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:53:36.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ro4FKaFQVB/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ro4FKaFQVB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOZ YOZ YOZ, i think i must tie my bo liao friend's hands! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOLLFACE, MOVIE SOON OKAY! :D muah muah muah, you're so brave! I'm so looking forward to church and sundays now. K, my i cannot believe you were such a bitch last time. Join you for boxing classes ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study camp's killing me. Ends so late, even later than normal school day! On friday it's gna be til 5 ): Well i'll survive just like i did today. Vesak day tomomo, wishing all my Indian friends (do i even have any? ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to shop soon! Moolah, rain down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4511921227073432927?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4511921227073432927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4511921227073432927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4511921227073432927' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-86533111385935826</id><published>2007-05-29T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:54:00.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From this incident, I've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What doesnt kill you, really makes you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to that stranger that i don't really know, bugger off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, is imperfect. Now i know. Sometimes, some things are better left unspoken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-86533111385935826?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/86533111385935826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/86533111385935826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#86533111385935826' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7028233868465864008</id><published>2007-05-28T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:48:17.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UPvYunaOp4/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UPvYunaOp4/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am here again after braving through Chinese Os. Please congratulate me, wish me luck. As long as I get a distinction, I'm more than happy, really! (although maybe I'd wish I'd gotten an A1, people are unpredictable what! No la no, B3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the topic was abt gambling, abt how it causes broken families and stuff. I don't know if i screwed up but.... aiya I think the thousand and one cheng yus made up for it. For gong han, zomgosh i forgot to write when! Other than that I think I'm quite safe :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling quite nervous today, scared what I had studied would be of no use. If i had known, I'd study gambling zzz! If i had known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll do it my way, &lt;br /&gt;I'll call you on the phone when I arrive,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7028233868465864008?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7028233868465864008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7028233868465864008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#7028233868465864008' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3823885921314113106</id><published>2007-05-25T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:49:22.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/iryF6vqOUy/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/iryF6vqOUy/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello again, i'm really saddened! My report book striked me hard. I think I knw what I've gotta do. Diet (okay out of point), not go out, no movies, don't use too much comp, revise all the unrevised (ew SA1), prepare for the next CA, catch up with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve got to take my mind off all these now. PTC later on (sianz), then competition. Owell nothing much to say, just sad la. I don't think I can DSA anymore. I'm just a pasir bloody ris libero. Just exactly, what am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai (here it goes again), concentrate on Chinese now, concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brain: but it doesnt go into my head you fugly ftard! PlanA, Mission 0186 (ha ha my chinese reg number).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things to do after june holidays:&lt;br /&gt;1. Check weight (fingers crossed!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Feel brand new&lt;br /&gt;3. Feel more confident&lt;br /&gt;4. Make sure I top the class or something (hard work's gotta pay off right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more A2 for emacks, Study Suckz To The Core/Maximum! ): I've never been so (insert some random word that comes to yr mind now) in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;),: &gt; D: &gt; ): &gt; ):&lt; &gt; ]: &gt; |: &gt; [: &gt; (: &gt; :D &gt; ;D &gt; :O) &gt; :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3823885921314113106?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3823885921314113106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3823885921314113106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3823885921314113106' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-1239279259179685852</id><published>2007-05-18T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:34:32.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hsMH4knpAk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hsMH4knpAk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling well, I knw I can do much much better than this. Emath is such disappointment. For chumans, it's as if I can never score an A. &amp; Bio's a disappointment too. What to say when you're getting such results, everything is a disappointment. Ai, not talking abt it anymore. Like Mr Teo said, it serves as a big wake up call. For now, I'll just concentrate on Chinese. A2 for Olvl please! You don't knw how much I've sacrificed just to see an A on my report cards. It's always b4 b4 b4, to hell w b4. Now w (freakin) Chinese tuition, I've stopped going to church (huge sacrifice), read model essays, tryna do really really well. Chinese, China, oh, spare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop thinking. Anway, my mum's coming back alr. I'm so excited. She's left for 10days, wasn't there for me during my hardest times &amp; Mothers' Day. Which is kind of sad for me. I've to start ironing so she won't be so stressed up when she comes back. I hope she bought loads of stuff, to make me happy! :O) Ha, talking abt 10days, Chinese Os is like about 10days away. Gna pass like wind ): P1, my time to score! P2, try yr best.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hokay, I think the song doesn't fit how I'm feeling, but... gr&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling that I'm not good enough. Inferior complex always strikes at the wrong time. My, will someone just encourage me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're oh, oh, oh, like air&lt;br&gt;I can't stop my breathing in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-1239279259179685852?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1239279259179685852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1239279259179685852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1239279259179685852' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3450397476989582848</id><published>2007-05-14T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:01:19.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WzLdwhpjRm/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WzLdwhpjRm/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rly don't know what's wrong w my mac! It views everything in a different way! &amp; Because Imma perfectionist (coughcoughcough), I used my broz comp to check if it looks okay. I don't know if it is because i did loads of bad things in my life, but it looks completely different on both comps. Tell me what's wrong w the template if it looks wrong to you kay! Comment too! And don't try to find my non-existent links, cuz it's not here at all! Simple ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kereen (that twat) triggered me to catch Cruel Intentions which was fantabulous I swear! RA though (I'm old enough, trust me). At least it entertained me for quite some time he he! :O) So Amath (Amacks!) was not that as tough as I thought it would be. I have 0 confidence in circular measure, must buck up. Aja aja fighting! Hopefully can score above 70, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something random just happened&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Can help me iron my two clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Yrs Truly: TYPETYPETYPETYPETYPE, which one?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Leaves house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o?! HAHA Wthell, how'd i knw which one? So heck la! Right... I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out offa suddenly (dunch laugh at my english, it's for you to laugh), I love the songs on my BOYF (IPOD). Signal Fire, Stand in the Rain, Alfie, Last Night &amp; lastly Endlessly are at the top top top! I must stop listening to Endlessly! It was in my head the whole morning when I was doing the paper, ear worms! Ohyes, did I mention I saw a rat on the bleddy zebra crossing and screamed? A dead one, omgosh! The intestines were all out (J, you didn't have to keep saying ha ha ha), then everyone started to look and dodge the dead rat. Cruel intentions of the driver! Maybe the wreckless prsn thought it was a rock, and stepped on the accelerator doubly hard he he, quite cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to see my broz dance, one day I'll take a vid of him and post it here. Shall not leak any sexy details he he, check back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Ps, when you read my blog, remember to click on the song before you read kay! More atmosphere, sexy sexy! Nice notz the song, ahhhh. But who the heck is B44, I don't rly knw also. Ha ha, prolly part of Banana In PJs. Owell! Good day everyonez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I know I've always just been your friend&lt;br /&gt;But if you look my way , I'll make sure you're never hurt again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3450397476989582848?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3450397476989582848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3450397476989582848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3450397476989582848' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-1247658132947820313</id><published>2007-05-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:20:18.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KZ-6mCYJlV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KZ-6mCYJlV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello World :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now that exams are over (triple hurray!); well not really over, left amath &amp; chinese lstning, but hey, no hardcore studying with calibee or gobstoppers! I'm really really glad the exams are over. I worked my soul for this time's examination, in the hope of DSAing. Homygoshheeettt, I'm super scared. I wna make so many people happy, namely God myself and my mum. It's all I've ever dreamed of. Results, please don't fail me. Biology, and science practs are ggbbqwtfgthzomfg la! gth = go to hell (new term new term!) Zzzz, and I'm suffering from loss of sleep. Withdrawal symptoms of studying too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined youth cup this yr, tryna win some price for the school once again through the alumni team. So there was trng today, the ultimate time to burn off excess fats, duuuu nannnssssss, and the chewy gobstoppers that I eat almost every single day. My hand's swelling! Haven't played since, omgdoyouknowwhen? Hai, skills deproved (no such word but, wcares!) but I'm gna make it! Met up w the snrs again, it's gr8 to see yr snrs once in awhile. See how they've grown, tee hee hee, and also to catch up w them and gain some experiences like where to DSA to (YMEI!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgaaaay so 've been wanted to shop and break looose since idkw. Today was deeedayyyy. S'posed to catch SPIDOOMANUTWEE but grr J&amp;J were so tired, they'd slp in the cinema! I spared them from they agony and we decided to shop (aye worse, aching legs due owww) Walk abit here &amp; there, nibble abit here &amp; there. Twas quite fun in a sense :O) Ah retail therapy! He he he, we ate bi bim bap (korean foodiexxxx), deserts (sesame street! and mango sago w iscream). We release the innerbeings laaaa, the momomonsters ha ha ha, you'd never understand how we manage to shop so much and eat at the same time, oh the temptations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went over to bugis, not for cheap thrills nor window shopping, but srsly buying hawt stuff he he he (unleash, HWAAA!) I bought a hairband at 8moolah (ex! rawr) @ accesorize, and pair of shorts at M)phosis for !@$%^&amp;*()more moolah. Still, i'm eyeing on the green one (J, i really hate chew, chew you into pieces using my mouth, secreting enzymes that do not spare you! hehehehehe bio!) Ai, you can say, we're never contented :K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I sink tis es a vely long postiex, so will likening to the end here ho ho ho :{ aw, dont sad, peekchas soon. Anw, too all mums and mums to be (i'm pregant really, must believe me) HAPPY MUM MUM DAY! How i wish my mum was here w me, so appreciate yr mum! Give her like the biggest hug of yr life, squash her boobs, flick her tits or somit! :O hawt stuff hiak hiak hiak. Kthanksbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-1247658132947820313?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1247658132947820313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1247658132947820313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1247658132947820313' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3478539081823439677</id><published>2007-05-10T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T14:56:19.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No, I'm not slacking, I'm downloading geography notes, meaning I'm studying :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiiiiiiiiiiii how to make my mum proud like that, how to dsa like that? My mind's really blowing, srsly. I've never taken in so much info sorry it's not that i dont want to blog more but it's because i need to study i'm so sad until i dont wanna leave any fullstops or commas zzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3478539081823439677?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3478539081823439677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3478539081823439677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3478539081823439677' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6772079451401265154</id><published>2007-04-20T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T14:12:07.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting pretty lazy. when you lose touch with blogging, you really do. it feels weird to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been sick for a couple of days. i hate myself for not being able to make it for Sports Day today, last Sports Day, crap la. I am an irresponsible girl. I was so afraid to get a fair for conduct so went to see the doc. i hate that doctor la, so ugly. say i act sick. so short still talk so much, if pretty then say me, okay la, so ugly talk so much for what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, how mean i can be? i'm changing. i'm starting to hate school, hate O lvls, hate tests (unless i do well), and hate everything. why am i like that? prolly because i'm backsliding i think. i feel so weak, going to church has been a weekly routine, stopping suddenly for chinese tuition feels like crap la. yet i dont know if i'm wanna go church because i'm used to it, or because i sincerely want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a effed up life i have. i hate my family anw, do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;KEREEN JERLINE JOBEL, HOW DID Y'ALL DO! GOT TOP TOP TOP CHAMPION OWN TRIPLE KILL AND PWN ALL NOT!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ's DSA form has been posted on the web, so if you wanna dsa to MJ, quick! imma sucker to bootlicking, so i wrote loads of stuff. waiting for Melvin and Mdm Mariam's testimonial. if i get it, phew, life would be so much easier. MJ, you've got to accept me kay :D i dont know how many school's i'm gonna dsa to, but, the more the merrier. if kena rejected, i'll feel so dejected man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wanna sit for O lvls, now i think my foundation not strong, i've no motivation to study. how do i survive this freaking year? Chinese, B3 and above please. I've been writing so much for all the P1s. I'd better do well. For some, chinese A1 all for the (Royston, shit you :D), for me, writing so much is like asking me to stroke a lizard, i takes so much effort for me to write an appropriate essay. Chinese, imma chinese, but sorry i dont do well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i received an sms today,&lt;br /&gt;(some number): hey bitch..u suck&lt;br /&gt;rebecca: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm gonna change number soon, so send all you want to this nonexistant number. when i received the message, i was like, huh, i never attend sports day leh. must be something i have done last time. i mean, surely it should be recently provoke that person that's why today send me right. so, idk la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap, i think i know who send. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the short and ugly doctor :D)&lt;br /&gt;if you're the person who sent and am reading my blog, you scared right, ball shrink right? hahhaa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you hate life, this is the kind of attitude you give to Blogger. ohwell, check back after Chinese Os la, maybe by then might have new post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6772079451401265154?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6772079451401265154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6772079451401265154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6772079451401265154' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3914776304953951650</id><published>2007-04-09T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:19:16.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's amazing how some people can be so smart. moved from Singapore to Holland, she is a cardiologist. She studied in RGS before leaving to holland. Jacqueline Saw considers if a heart operation should be made and wrote the Handbook Of Complex Percutaneous Carotid Intervention (?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RhpYibEdlFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DYyF6jptP0s/s1600-h/1588296059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RhpYibEdlFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DYyF6jptP0s/s200/1588296059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051447280454702162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this is biggest i could find.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor sia, my cousin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know how you'd hate me for blogging such irrelevant things. but, i wouldnt wanna rant abt my utterly pathetic life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til then, zomg new phone, Rebecca, promise you'll do well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3914776304953951650?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3914776304953951650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3914776304953951650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3914776304953951650' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RhpYibEdlFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/DYyF6jptP0s/s72-c/1588296059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-533736183643628991</id><published>2007-03-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:40:55.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i slept for 5 whole hours, omgoshkillmenow. i thought it'd wake up like 4, but no! i woke up at friggin 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio ca, ss ca, chinese tuition, omgoshagainidied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;center&gt;main point: What doesnt kill you makes you stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-533736183643628991?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/533736183643628991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/533736183643628991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#533736183643628991' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3105195016038087571</id><published>2007-03-28T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:17:30.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been hibernating due to my hair alright, do not complain O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a good girl because i've been washing my hair really diligently, i scrub hardly, and mix (?) my hair until it's all foamy! but i think i've read somewhere that shampoo gives out some cancerous stuff, like, the more the foam, higher the risk of cancer. but, it might be a spam mail :O hair oh hair, you're giving me a terrible headache, you make me look f**. i'm fat anyway. Haw haw haw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm relaxing today, teevee kills boredom :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlong: since you so smart, why dont work at ORPIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA IT'S OFFICE. okay, after typing, it doent seem all that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my really good friend's birthday today. note to 16yr old girl: pls do not slit any part of yr body anymore, i beg you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how everything is online-this and online-that. for instance (a very big instance) &lt;a href="www.dabao.sg"&gt;&lt;B&gt;www.dabao.sg&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. i thought the website was joking (yup, i talked to the website on msn. dabao keeps nudging me, irritating!) but guess what, there're promotions dinner dabao, set meals even! terms and conditions, faq, it's quite cool actually! Singapore, IT HUB :D i might try the beef hor fun soon i think. it's EIGHT moolah, can you believe it? minimum order of S$10. try it soon, i'm the laobanniang of the website (naw, joking) call Dinner Dabao, 62242226 (622-DABAO) cute to the maximum turning point dydx d2ydx2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i love brackets! brackets = 2 meanings&lt;br /&gt;(a) ( B TO THE R TO THE A TO THE C TO THE K TO THE E TO THE T TO THE S )&lt;br /&gt;(b) THOSE ON MY BRACES O.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3105195016038087571?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3105195016038087571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3105195016038087571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3105195016038087571' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7496455596439747976</id><published>2007-03-19T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:23:25.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello World. I'm doing all the wrong things at the wrong time. The plan was supposed to be like this: study study study study study, rest rest play rest play play play play play play play play. but it turned out to be like this: play play play play play play play play play play play buy clothings cut effing bob hair play play play do hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yknw wht? i didnt study at all. pathetic, utterly pathetic. i'm shitting all over, mcq bio, mcq physics + structured a lil, chem here and there, mcq. i love mcq a lot in case you dont know. answer behind also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i only completed one thing:&lt;br /&gt;one chap of physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno, one more:&lt;br /&gt;grumbling abt my bob the builder hair. (people, please do not have hallucinations abt my hair thank you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm gonna be teaching a primary2 kid maths, so i'd be earning extra cash. WHOOPEEEEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1kxDdOlmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dLV78MxmPSs/s1600-h/IMG_3607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1kxDdOlmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dLV78MxmPSs/s200/IMG_3607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043297951629088354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from quite very enthu (wahlao, on sunday then start to become more srs you know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1k3DdOlnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/q-1Bm99J2so/s1600-h/IMG_3608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1k3DdOlnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/q-1Bm99J2so/s200/IMG_3608.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043298054708303474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to okay still not bad for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1k7TdOloI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6x-v90E5_48/s1600-h/IMG_3609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1k7TdOloI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6x-v90E5_48/s200/IMG_3609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043298127722747522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then still acceptable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1lkDdOlqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MBb4swdDRB0/s1600-h/IMG_3610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1lkDdOlqI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MBb4swdDRB0/s200/IMG_3610.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043298827802416802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D hi, my name is rebecca. this is my masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've really got to stop procrastinating, and start mugging la. S4S! LET'S MUG TGT KAYY! hookay la, set. 3 more months then start. (teeheehee, joking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7496455596439747976?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7496455596439747976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7496455596439747976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7496455596439747976' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rf1kxDdOlmI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dLV78MxmPSs/s72-c/IMG_3607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3866821329602258036</id><published>2007-03-17T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:29:07.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm too brave a girl. i like to do thrilling things like cutting my * hair and then regretting. please dont laugh at me. when my hair grows longer, i will gossip abt you. hee hee, does that scare you? anw, i got no mood to blog. why? CAUSE OF MY HAIR LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): i really very sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try not to tap anyone with long hair on monday when you think it's me. cuz it's not me. maybe the person will be miss jiang turning back or something (longer hair what). aiii, just..... think of me as invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i space alot because i'm trying to act cute like when you go to page one of your testimonials, when everybody didnt know what to type &amp; in the end left loads of spaces, thinking their cute. i must act cute cuz it would then suite my hairstyle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENTAL NOTE: HOW TO GO TUITION LIKE THAT, I'M SAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3866821329602258036?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3866821329602258036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3866821329602258036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3866821329602258036' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2187033897905847176</id><published>2007-03-16T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:56:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my posts are not posted on time, zomfg, what is wrong with you Blogger?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2187033897905847176?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2187033897905847176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2187033897905847176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2187033897905847176' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8329710614039653766</id><published>2007-03-16T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:55:06.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRYONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRINGE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLOTHES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDSHIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGED'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it started out with a really really dull day. i was home and alone. AI, no wonder of be alone at home, stuck with all your smirking hw. but then rebecca had an idea, she msged jobel (her most hated friend who really liked to study) and asked her out. OH SHE AGREED. &amp; then we decided to call JERLINE (female lead :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they pretty much couldnt agree on where to go when (ting ting ting!) jerline had a brilliant idea; VIVOCITY. sounds far aight? alrighty, so they met up. While waiting, rebecca decided to take out to play her new (ting ting ting!) DSLITE. when jobel came alone, she criticised, "EEE, SO CHILDISH!". Rebecca was feeling ohsohurt, but you must read on. (because, she ended up playing! HAW HAW HAW) She couldnt care less, and continued to play. Jerline decided to try it too, the cooking mama game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached there, immediately we stomped our way to candy empire, and sinned our way out. hiak hiak hiak, the store laughed. ohwell, there they met jasmine, the really tanned girl. we went shopping! ZARA, F21, TOPSHOP, PULL &amp; BEAR and tried on many many many clothes. Rebecca wanted to buy some, but her silly mum wouldnt allow. she was all sad and grumpy. but hey! what was her cam for? so she took it out and camwhored all the way. Who cares if you cant buy it? TAKE IT! HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we took loads more photos but i'm really frustrated now, he he (?!) so another time lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PEEKCHAS)&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfopZTdOllI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p066KmzuI2Q/s1600-h/IMG_3488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfopZTdOllI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p066KmzuI2Q/s200/IMG_3488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042388247491024466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheap thrills baby, cheap thrills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonUjdOlcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WpWmNlabpmU/s1600-h/IMG_3505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonUjdOlcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/WpWmNlabpmU/s200/IMG_3505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042385966863390146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no $, but loads to try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonGDdOlaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/_OZA6RvH7Mc/s1600-h/IMG_3501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonGDdOlaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/_OZA6RvH7Mc/s200/IMG_3501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042385717755286946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greenies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomlzdOlZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ncYtP7cjWys/s1600-h/IMG_3500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomlzdOlZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ncYtP7cjWys/s200/IMG_3500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042385163704505746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grand love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomTDdOlXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cKB5CL4ExYo/s1600-h/IMG_3491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomTDdOlXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cKB5CL4ExYo/s200/IMG_3491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042384841581958514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomYzdOlYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/LflahElYJvI/s1600-h/IMG_3492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomYzdOlYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/LflahElYJvI/s200/IMG_3492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042384940366206338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f-ed up 73 bucks dress that i really wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomHjdOlVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/BdrMlYP-mxY/s1600-h/IMG_3486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfomHjdOlVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/BdrMlYP-mxY/s200/IMG_3486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042384644013462866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures make me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooETdOlhI/AAAAAAAAANc/GaPj8PwIkJM/s1600-h/IMG_3556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooETdOlhI/AAAAAAAAANc/GaPj8PwIkJM/s200/IMG_3556.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386787202143762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend who camwhored (really) like a model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rfon-zdOlgI/AAAAAAAAANU/xK8Sz8ISh94/s1600-h/IMG_3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rfon-zdOlgI/AAAAAAAAANU/xK8Sz8ISh94/s200/IMG_3552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386692712863234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi there, would you like to buy me &lt;s&gt;thunderous&lt;/s&gt; legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rfon5DdOlfI/AAAAAAAAANM/vwb0Ld9SF5I/s1600-h/IMG_3550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rfon5DdOlfI/AAAAAAAAANM/vwb0Ld9SF5I/s200/IMG_3550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386593928615410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont buy theirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonxDdOleI/AAAAAAAAANE/AyAj9icUeeA/s1600-h/IMG_3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonxDdOleI/AAAAAAAAANE/AyAj9icUeeA/s200/IMG_3532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386456489661922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funkaye threesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonojdOldI/AAAAAAAAAM8/v_QSMpGqSJE/s1600-h/IMG_3520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfonojdOldI/AAAAAAAAAM8/v_QSMpGqSJE/s200/IMG_3520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386310460773842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate ahma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooMDdOljI/AAAAAAAAANs/MQmxsyzkVt8/s1600-h/jobel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooMDdOljI/AAAAAAAAANs/MQmxsyzkVt8/s200/jobel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386920346129970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOBEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooITdOliI/AAAAAAAAANk/fHSkvbwP80s/s1600-h/jerline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooITdOliI/AAAAAAAAANk/fHSkvbwP80s/s200/jerline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386855921620514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERLINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooPjdOlkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZhO_ZJModho/s1600-h/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfooPjdOlkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ZhO_ZJModho/s200/cool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042386980475672130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURS TRULY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;these are my friends for you :O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;note to the Js: PLEASE SEND ME THE PEEKS! :Z&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, i'm contemplating to cut my lunacy fringe like theirs. what would you suggest? ohwell, i'm broke, without a boyf. am i very lousy? i want to cut my hair, buy some clothes to make myself happy. however... you cont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8329710614039653766?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8329710614039653766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8329710614039653766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8329710614039653766' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfopZTdOllI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p066KmzuI2Q/s72-c/IMG_3488.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-77830426647959373</id><published>2007-03-12T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:24:11.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/BX1Mfn5rNx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/BX1Mfn5rNx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don't understand me&lt;br /&gt;And you'd never even try to anyway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, i'm in the imeem mood :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW! i cannot stop procrastinating, it's like an old habit of mine. rar, i've loads of homework and i dont know if i can finish on time. (not that i know if i'll even start)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just stop talking abt that. chem &amp; chinese remedial (crap) t'day. i'm starting to lose interest in most of the subjects i'm taking. i knw i shouldnt feel this way, even more so since i'm having my frikkin Os this year. Screw that! :Z i'm really pissed of with hw and remedials and extra work. you might as well just blow my head up in the oven. what's with me? i mean, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tian, after tuition t'day i went to EATEATEAT @ sakae and went strolling arnd century square. played arcade to waste time. on a brighter note, i bought a white *! i'm waaaayy happy like ahmahgad, really. :O i love to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't i be s&lt;s&gt;leep&lt;/s&gt;tudying! total bullsh*t, i wanna catch i'm a cyborg but that's okay. but it's not okay, i'm not 16 yet. oh wait, kereen is. (hint hint!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-77830426647959373?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/77830426647959373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/77830426647959373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#77830426647959373' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2698789078817483786</id><published>2007-03-11T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T11:40:16.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>homecoming dinner was quite okay, i didnt expect so many ex students to turn up. i still thought that it would be silly to overdress, but turns out we dressed up just as the occasion required. got to see so many friends and ex friends. brings back some memories (not that much because i havent even graduated! i feel oh-so-young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was okay too, everything there was just mediocre but i think the price was as such because they needed to raise funds for the new school campus. everything is all about $$kaaaccchiinnng$$ right. i mean, would they be so kind to just organise homecoming day? ha ha, alright, i know i know, i should stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heading out to celebrate kereen's 16th birthday. boy, we're really turning into teenagers. next up is me, then jobel then jerline (little girl!) i dont want to grow so old yet. give me a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEREEN! ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's been a lovely time being with you and crapping with you. i'm hoping that our friendship will last as long as the world ends. screw all the childish bitch fits, quarrels and fightings. i lub chewx.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2698789078817483786?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2698789078817483786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2698789078817483786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2698789078817483786' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2904628148392614625</id><published>2007-03-10T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T16:43:05.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've finally change my wahsopink skin. it looks so much better now. i didnt make this skin but took it off blogskin.com. haven't been using a premade skin for a looongg timo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homecoming day yesterday. was so senseless when they told people to come tell stories to inspire us, then afterward show us our fking l1r5. so contradicting. i didnt do well this term and am super super discouraged. i keep failing chinese, idk why! you should just pour concentrate acid on my face or something. no la joking, i scared disfigured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming &amp; tanning yesterday. it feels so right to be out in the sun. sauna was really fun too! :D was quite shy at first, but after i got the hang of it, i really had the hang of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040213333727296754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfJvUqUAvPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/r991QByo_O8/s200/IMG_3456%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homecoming dinner l8er on, gon' take loads of peekchas i bet. i'm stuck on all that i've got by the used. who's fault? fancy putting song on yr blog. ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dong, i'm glued to heroes and i cant seem to stop. american serials are just so creative, unlike Singapore, just kope kope kope their shows, plus only release like eons after the US release. OTH is making me impatient too. ahmahgad, i think i'm going so fast, faster than the speed of light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgaaay, i've really got a confession to make. i love love love FALL OUT BOY! anyhow, check out your link! :0) pretty cool huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just changed my email, add me @ redeatdots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you're just the girl all the boys want to dance with. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2904628148392614625?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2904628148392614625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2904628148392614625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2904628148392614625' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RfJvUqUAvPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/r991QByo_O8/s72-c/IMG_3456%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2906453338297833853</id><published>2007-03-08T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:47:37.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrighty, i just abandoned my bio notebook for this post :$ how great is that! i slept for more than 4 hours when i planned to revise hell alot of things (because i havent been doing well D: triple sigh) just in case you dont know, the sec4s only have 236 days approx to O lvls. it still feels weird being a sec4, i dont look that old. (strokes beard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hop on the the volleyball world. how do i even begin. ohyes, i was truly attracted to CO (all the different instruments, phwoar) but volleyball was the one that caught my attention. tiny little people from afar playing a spherical shaped item; a volleyball (super duh). i was persuaded to join and had a serious crush on volleyball. from there i got to know a lot of friends whom i love very very much and it was through volleyball that bonded us together. you could prolly say that it was volleyball that bonded us together. (i see them practically 11 hours a day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from there i met some really cool snrs and coaches (not that cool). i ate alot during p6 hols so it was good that i sweat it out, all the fats out. ya jobel, smile to the screen please. Melvin didnt always care abt our batch when we were in sec1. we didnt care, and we perservered. we went over to the other side, and attended the hardcore-sure-sweat-a-lot boy's trng. there, we met mr robin koh. oh the infamous pao3 si2 yi1 lou3 plus all the horrigible pt, can die i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the tough trng, we managed to achieve champion in the east zones, and 9th in nationals (ahaha) beating schools like xinmin (YES!). luck propelled us to move ahead. our next goal was to get the same results when we became Bgirls, the not so cute form of C girls. i didnt get into the main team and strayed away from volleyball. (wa, the mistaken jerline going to my house controversy). but i got back on track after the old bgirls graduated because i knew i couldnt escape. what spiker la, libero more like. i flared up at the fact that i could be a spiker, but i had to swallow the coldhard fact. from sec1 til now, i must praise myself because i know that i've improved. i probably havent tell prssBdiv this yet, but i wanna say this. i'm very very honoured to be yr team's libero. wah, prss libero 1 hao. :D teeheehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i wanna thank God because i really prayed super hard before the bukitpajang match. then, melvin, the guy who always made me do all sorts of odd jobs. last but not least, my team. without all of you, i wouldnt even come to this stage. thank you, and muah muah muah. this is the end of our 4 year journey, and i hope when i'm like 80, we can play volleyball together somemore. :D, maybe by then i intro you all to my angmoh bf. hahahahahahah. no amt of 'thank you's will be able to express my gratitude to all of you. this wasnt just a sport. it was abt friendship, bonding, tolerence, cheering, and perserverence. really, we cannot help but say we ourselves rock. Cgirls, all of you did a great job too. if y'all were in the papers, i sure promote one. :D REPORTER REPORTER! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot, it's 1246 now. one day one topic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2906453338297833853?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2906453338297833853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2906453338297833853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2906453338297833853' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4171110245121024492</id><published>2007-03-03T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:09:29.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="230" height="190"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="ttp://www.youtube.com/v/wkT-9U4p0c0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="ttp://www.youtube.com/v/wkT-9U4p0c0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="230" height="190"   allowScriptAccess="never"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne's new ohsohawt single! She's so cool, i swear i will be addicted to her song! but, since when weren't i addicted to songs? HAHAHA :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4171110245121024492?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4171110245121024492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4171110245121024492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4171110245121024492' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2469827101981834791</id><published>2007-02-25T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:50:46.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;HARRO HARRO PEEPSY&lt;/H3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear that after all my ct, i'll do up my blog and majorly update my blog with some funfacts and true life rebecca story he he! :D so hang on there for awhile while you're busy studying for the !!@@@#$*# 23158342 common tests you have and concentrate because... after that'll be a whole lot of fun! (if you give yourself some time to have fun plus let down your hair &amp; not be a jerky nerd to continue study, really) Moreover, you'll have somemore fun stuff to do like reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main point: hang in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont shoot me or hang me bcuz i havent been updating pretty please. yes, i've got to study SS CHEM PHYSICS now, so you can shoot me. wa, let us silently comtemplate (RI THE ARENA SIAAA). comtemplate abt shooting me la you nincompoops and simpletons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2469827101981834791?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2469827101981834791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2469827101981834791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2469827101981834791' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-5324773274688061033</id><published>2007-02-10T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T22:25:32.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MUST DO WELL FOR OLVLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak it, suck it, pop it. i'm gonna do it YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piah all the way manZZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, CHOWAHLIAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-5324773274688061033?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5324773274688061033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5324773274688061033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#5324773274688061033' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3806024475837547423</id><published>2007-02-01T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:57:15.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effedupbrozzzz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;b&gt;sexy&lt;/b&gt;back&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, a sister fell on her brother's belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all she said was "you and your stupid belt" after falling in an unglam manner (really really unglam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her very cute, handsome, hawt, thinkheverygood brother said "you and your fat legs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral for all brothers, younger or older: please do not be mean to your sister, if not she must just roar at your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sister and brother very loving right? :Z&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3806024475837547423?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3806024475837547423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3806024475837547423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3806024475837547423' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7407320280874297386</id><published>2007-01-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:59:08.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mum's back, she bought me alot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my focus now, is the competition tmrw. D: jittery jittery jitters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ll blog about everything else tmrw. till then, pray hard PRSSVB wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7407320280874297386?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7407320280874297386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7407320280874297386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7407320280874297386' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-5661054761244130278</id><published>2007-01-28T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T17:13:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent seen my mum for a week yet it seems like months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how someone can make such a different in my life. the person who made my life so much more interesting, made me feel loved all the time, was my mum. though cliche, but it's true. the laundry isnt well, the floor's dusty, the clothes are not packed, the sheets are not changed, the house is empty. i know she'll do all these when she comes back. i know she'll nag, but i depend on her so much that these simple chores are left for her and only for her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm used to her nagging, i'm used to getting scolded, that when she's gone, i miss all of it. i love her, and every version of her. i want her to come back soon. it's too much for me to handle. i've been taking her for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope there'll never be a day when she's completely out of my life. to put in simpler words, dead. i picture myself crying, even harder than all my cries combined. i'll cry day and night, months and years. every year she goes overseas for some business trips and takes a plane, my heart takes a plunge and i dont know what to do. all i can do is pray. pray that guardian angels'll protect her from all evil and nothing happens to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back safe and sound and happy mum. i'll see you around, tmrw. &amp; i'll do anything to see you smile again. i'll hug you so hard you cant even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you &amp; i love you is such a common used word that it's lost its meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-5661054761244130278?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5661054761244130278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5661054761244130278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5661054761244130278' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2676537462232531469</id><published>2007-01-13T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:14:00.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;HELLO ESKIMO! :D&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really losing touch with blogger. it's been a long time friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's not talk about the past. let's talk about today! friendly with tj was alright. i'm making a lot of mistakes, and i feel like a burden to the team. sometimes i dont think i deserve the name libero. even an outsider can point out all my mistakes. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping at haji lane today! it's the most exciting place ever! slowly, i think people will stop going to orchard and start going there! hip &amp; cool :D though it's just a small lane, but it can be pretty exciting. i saw this AHEMCOUGHCOUGH $325 adidas bag. it was lovely ): but the price... the price... sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgaay then i went into 3 (the shop name), twas absolutely fantab! next time you go, you'll know. dont wanna spend time on the... though exciting but boring details. and there was this wallet i liked. $130 thank you byebye. on a happier note i got some stuff! earrings, top (though gawdy but cute), shorts (which looks like boxers but i bet it'd be so loud people'll start staring!), belt, bangle and a headband (so when studying, hair doesnt obstruct - excuses la rebecca, excuses)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have one picture for you. see which is which!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019516377123779330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rajo8-q380I/AAAAAAAAALU/xwvGNaKWEhk/s200/IMG_3227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019516377123779330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rajowuq38zI/AAAAAAAAALM/LcMovtl2pkk/s200/IMG_3226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay two pictures. i like to smack jobel (cuz she likes to transfer fats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that red thing on my face. rar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2676537462232531469?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2676537462232531469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2676537462232531469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2676537462232531469' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/Rajo8-q380I/AAAAAAAAALU/xwvGNaKWEhk/s72-c/IMG_3227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8442070235729305194</id><published>2007-01-05T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:24:49.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i'll just blog when i feel like blogging. gonna take time for my lj to have a nice skin. (keep your minds clean; esp to COUGHCOUGHJOBELCOUGHCOUGH) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, so luckily the first week of school is only 3 days. i'd die if it's like 5 full days la. all the teachers cannot stop talking about the fact that we're taking Os this year and keep emphasizing that it's gonna be a darn stressful year and we've got to pace ourselves and yadayadayada + crabstick. like DUH! i still feel like a sec1 though. i love orientations! :Z owell, we're sec4 alr and lessons started since the first day of school. say together, PIANGZZXSZXXSZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EastZone comp starting really soon. this year's jersey's gonna be the best i tell you. but you cannot call me jiu3 hao4 anymore. please start calling me yi1 hao4. si4 li4 yi1 hao4 to be exactly, thank you thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng tmrw. looking forward &amp; srsly cant believe the fact that after everything is over, we wont be going for trng anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmytian, i'm losing touch with blogger, my ex-alltimebestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;omgwtfbbq, i don't wanna be sec4! D: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8442070235729305194?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8442070235729305194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8442070235729305194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8442070235729305194' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6640250015174723772</id><published>2006-12-31T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:48:02.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohgaay people, so this is like the last day of the year and it's quite scary actually. one year has passed and there're many memories i'll really hold on to, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, my personality still suck big time. i'm becoming worse, starting to criticise on how others look. i mean, you cant blame them right? aiya, i'm really a meanie, i hope things'll improve next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gon' be my last year in volleyball next year; it's either i work out my fats (which means competition goes all the way!), or i continue growing fat (this means competition ends early). hopefully after the EastZones &amp; Nats, i won't grow fat. :D hopefully la, Rebecca (HAHA!). SO, indirectly i'm trying to tell my teammates that we'll work hard together. Let's not make our 4 years of hard work go to waste ): alright? Bdiv, let's do it man! I've got faith in yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's O's next year, and i'll make sure that after the comp, i'll work so hard, my... i dont know la. hahaha (: either limited vocab or i have no words to explain how exhausted i'll be. uh huh, so i'm aiming for vj or tj. ohwell, i know it's gonna be tough but... for a brighter future, i will. (i dont wanna end up like *)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman, this is srsly sad la. every year, i say that this year's the best and the next year's be a weird, but this year, this is what i'll say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year 2006, you've been good&lt;br /&gt;year 2007, wala you'll be even better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot, year 2006 and year 2007 sounds a lil like a dog. HAHAHAHA oh what humour i have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MKAY, SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH. it's hard but i guess this'll be my last post. not only in this year, but also in blogger cuz i'll be moving to lj, my macbook (yea you realised!) doesnt read html well (accord to prof jer_ger_23). so yes, LiveJournal it'll be. so goodbye bubbliholic, you've been good too :D lovelovelove. all my memories here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog loads more but ohwow, it's 1:43 and i have church tmrw, maybe i'll blog more on LJ (sounds pretty professional huh). mhmm, no resolutions. i now believe that whatever you do, starts now, not the next year (eh! knowledgeable siah) hiakhiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, friends, i treasure you and i love you. friggin les man. okay as long as you get what i mean. toodles blog, ciao 2006, and lastly, g'night readers. we're closed for the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6640250015174723772?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6640250015174723772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6640250015174723772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6640250015174723772' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6257839124594584531</id><published>2006-12-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:36:06.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;prssVBgirls&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can bring us down man. not our competitors, not our school, not our teachers, not even the criticism in our school (&lt;em&gt;volleyballers bitch siah&lt;/em&gt;). losers la you call it. lemme explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get criticisms every year, on cca open house, during orientation, you name it. but we've been strong, and still, there're people joining us? so, i think if you wanna defame volleyball in prss, just get the hell out, understood? all ccas rock, understood? good in our own ways. teachers, please think before you say anything anyway, we've been tolerant in every single way. everything is "wah this volleyballer ah" everything man. think about how we feel, big fat please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew, that was a good one rebecca :D i've been wanting to let this out for... 3 years? mr ow &amp; teachers have been aiming us all these years. we've got to thank them anyway, they made us perservere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoot, i woke up at abt 12:40. the rain made me sleep well. ho hum, so i thought the rain would destroy our superplanned volleyball bbq but NO! duh, it didnt! everyone came and we had helluva time man. ohgaay so ate with mum &amp; bro &amp; headed to meet royston &amp; jobel. took the stuff and went over to jerline's to marinate the chicken. by the time we arrived, everything was done. played, ate, drank, camwhored, practically had loadsa fun la :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say PEEKCHURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFEdLBozsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJcKhowy4yw/s200/Picture+459.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twistaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFEzbBoztI/AAAAAAAAAFM/h58c4qSpyzY/s200/Picture+461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say cheeeesee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFFL7BozuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/xl63WmSo4pQ/s200/Picture+466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always looking glam right? (HAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFFjrBozvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/JyvmJ5K2vLQ/s200/Picture+467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were a little quiet at first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFFyLBozwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/m6TWb2Cxh_g/s200/Picture+470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trio (i always have to sacrifice to take nice photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFGB7BozxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZIhSc-ZcDtw/s200/Picture+471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single &amp; lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFG_LBozyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/BzUb148qyoA/s200/Picture+473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee, kereeen hereen heeren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFHXbBozzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BTLJryb5mok/s200/Picture+476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangarooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFHybBoz0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/x59YUIC5LHM/s200/Picture+477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerline; the kangaroo song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFIGbBoz1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/AoJsmwsRNfo/s200/Picture+478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFIe7Boz2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/jxqQJGWKb94/s200/Picture+481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too engrossed to even care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFIzLBoz3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/dzn5FIHGlEA/s200/Picture+484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really tangled up this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, my leg cramp which nobody cared about. sounds like &lt;em&gt;ah you sitting on my toe&lt;/em&gt; &amp; &lt;em&gt;my leggggggggg&lt;/em&gt;! &amp; &lt;em&gt;oii i cannot tahan alr la&lt;/em&gt;! were echoing like nobody's business. hahahaha! twister is damn fun, i swear! we even had poses like... PORN STARS LA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFJebBoz4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/eBkigzdQE2Y/s200/Picture+487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFJ1bBoz5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/h0ItcoG_CEM/s200/Picture+492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, the only pic i had of camilia D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFKErBoz6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/HnX1qE6SFHI/s200/Picture+493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, the party haat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFKVbBoz7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/djBp-i-rVHw/s200/Picture+496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my FAV photo! we rock yr ankle socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFKsbBoz8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/t4Uc3Vftpr8/s200/Picture+498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEITING! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFK3rBoz9I/AAAAAAAAAHM/fRnybW8qPlk/s200/Picture+502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINMINNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFLRLBoz-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/zyct-wNuUoM/s200/Picture+504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slogan tees; the in thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFLfrBoz_I/AAAAAAAAAHc/zLPK4oMPwo4/s200/Picture+506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryna act camera shy la, totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFLubBo0AI/AAAAAAAAAHk/IbfKTZkwem4/s200/Picture+509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squishy squashy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFL9rBo0BI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DSQ0--16Cy8/s200/Picture+514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye so cool la jerline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFMOrBo0CI/AAAAAAAAAH0/c3GEhidzB6c/s200/Picture+517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlie chaplin &amp; marilyn monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFMc7Bo0DI/AAAAAAAAAH8/U1k4RniHqsk/s200/Picture+518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coool manzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFMqbBo0EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hh-7T19gexw/s200/Picture+519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was all yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFM67Bo0FI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H6xjMfQUS2M/s200/Picture+520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are moments when you're not glam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFNV7Bo0GI/AAAAAAAAAIU/VgL1CQAsmgU/s200/Picture+521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many photos a day, record breakin i tell you! owell, great day :O it's ohhappyday everyday la! thanks to all volleyballers! to those who didnt come, you were missed D: alright, it's our last year here already. it's the first time i had such a fun gathering for volleyballers. jnrs, you'll be losing us soon, treasure leh. hahah! do smth up for us, i suggest (aye why am i doing this) we'll stay as long as we can. let's do it together in the EastZones alright? love all you dearies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i'm not getting my macbook anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6257839124594584531?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6257839124594584531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6257839124594584531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6257839124594584531' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RZFEdLBozsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pJcKhowy4yw/s72-c/Picture+459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4972946467422818660</id><published>2006-12-25T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:41:04.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;H4&gt;MARLEY KISSMYASS :D&lt;/H4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimatehavoc.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: red;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;jobel's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; version &lt;a href="http://gaspfor-air.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND: red;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;jasmine's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S TALK ABOUT PRE-CHRISTMAS :O Went to CHC with Jobel for the candlelight service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PEEKKCHURES) &lt;br /&gt;DISCLAIMER - THIS WHOLE ENTRY WILL BE MOSTLY PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-kG7BozfI/AAAAAAAAACU/2jwsfl_advc/s200/Picture+395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candlelight, awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-ksbBozgI/AAAAAAAAACc/XYRrBs8OLxQ/s200/Picture+393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty pretty lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-lSbBozhI/AAAAAAAAACk/-Gax7TMc1v0/s200/Picture+394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church, it was tuition (i know! dont whine!) &amp; headed home to prepare for the aiya-dont-seem-exciting outing. but i was wrong! i was totally wrong! it turned out perfectly right, the pictures itself will tell you why :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some minor changes to the plan (last mintute, &gt;:\) but we still met up. saw jingxiong in the mrt (looking good huh!) alright, so we decided to go for steamboat @ marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-mArBoziI/AAAAAAAAACs/565CEJoJ9zw/s200/Picture+396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERLINE THE STEAMER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-mMLBozjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/loT9KI7-h4E/s200/Picture+397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerline &amp; jobel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-moLBozkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OzkMvD8OSaU/s200/Picture+399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twist, goes jerline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first the dinner was a lil mundane, but things were picking up when jobel prompted me to take out my camera. yknw, sometimes i tend to forget that i even have a camera. the food was alright, but the MANTOUS WERE GR8 rockin'! but it was all gone the moment we went for another round. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mantou + chilli crab sauce = OHMYTIAN, AHHHH~ GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME, FATABULOUS, ABSOLUTELY SCRUMPTOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being the tanjia us, we kept bugging the re-fillers for mantous, mantous and more mantous! they were really pissed with us though. hahah! so the moment the man with mantous came, he went right to us to let us GRAB AH! i only took approx 7? so ahem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOBEL, I'M SO GONNA DO THIS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUOTE UNQUOTE "i'm going to spend my whole time here eating mantou"&lt;br /&gt;so kiasu jerline stood up to grab more mantous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-oirBozlI/AAAAAAAAADE/zT8iPc2VcgY/s200/Picture+405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerline: NAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piangxxzzss! we were so bloody shocked, and in awe that the moment i saw the mantous placed on table, me and jobel started to burst out in laughter (mhmm, apparently jerline didnt find it funny until jobel and i started to laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerline&lt;/strong&gt; JOBEL SAID SHE WANTED TO SPEND HER WHOLE TIME EATING MANTOUS WHAT (in that high pitched, screeching tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA, JERLINE, MY ALL TIME BARBIE ENTERTAINER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were so happy tapppy topsy turvy that we all started taking pictures with our dear friends, mantou men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-pqLBozmI/AAAAAAAAADM/l9l4Bde4-yk/s200/Picture+404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerline plus mantou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-qnLBoznI/AAAAAAAAADU/6mvDLzSYnwo/s200/Picture+406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jobel plus mantou plus little mantou jerline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-rLLBozoI/AAAAAAAAADc/oQhE1lULBVs/s200/Picture+402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chewing mantou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-rrrBozpI/AAAAAAAAADk/RwxGVhyIIrA/s200/Picture+401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma happy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012394719073324450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-sTLBozqI/AAAAAAAAADs/L-bFrU6mcBE/s200/Picture+409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last picture before we left, my face was red cuz it was friggin hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, then we left to meet &lt;strong&gt;jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;. we couldnt get enough of my cam, so camwhoring @ the busstop again! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173207056418946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Q-edUCII/AAAAAAAAAv0/ojwOe3KTrQ4/s200/Picture+412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friggin Foursome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173000897988658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Q-edUCJI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Ns-eIl2_-jM/s200/Picture+413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Marina Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173000897988658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QyedUCDI/AAAAAAAAAvM/o1wxhkLSzwE/s200/Picture+414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173000897988674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QyedUCEI/AAAAAAAAAvU/mKJZ4Yd9RTk/s200/Picture+415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine "Rebecca so glam today sial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173005192955986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QyudUCFI/AAAAAAAAAvc/JhhWptPhVLc/s200/Picture+416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173005192956002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QyudUCGI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4Pjlm21pHcE/s200/Picture+417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the glammer version of the twits (not feet/fingers-to-form-a-star)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012173005192956018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QyudUCHI/AAAAAAAAAvs/va19kPq5OMg/s200/Picture+418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should love the phtographer, yours truly. artistic right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012172305113286626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QJ-dUB-I/AAAAAAAAAuk/lqfJnOXXiw4/s200/Picture+420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOBIAO &amp; ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012172309408253938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QKOdUB_I/AAAAAAAAAus/NMJ5_EGb4QA/s200/Picture+421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DROP IT LIKE IT'S HAWT (raps)&lt;br /&gt;CARLSBERG, PART OF THE GAME ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012172309408253954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QKOdUCAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/WyED6OcNaaU/s200/Picture+422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We amuse ourselves man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012172313703221266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7QKedUCBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/oJx5QO6sk9M/s200/Picture+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobel &amp; Orange Julius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'pposed to catch Night At The Museum, but what the heck. We reached Cine at 9 plus, the timings for NATM was all booked until 2:20am which is also selling out fast ): So we strolled arnd Cine like idiots. Then we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mistro Bistro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for ice cream &amp; drinks. Waited like 10 mins to get a seat can. Tamade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171987285706642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7P3edUB5I/AAAAAAAAAt8/SUcs16tdUhk/s200/Picture+425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lOVE THE SEATS, COZY CORNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171987285706658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7P3edUB6I/AAAAAAAAAuE/DCadMJDnq9I/s200/Picture+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HAPPY DAY! Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171991580673970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7P3udUB7I/AAAAAAAAAuM/C1txmofe0R4/s200/Picture+427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon, Blueberry, Blackberry, Apple Soda Fountain. Damn nice. Thr's this flavour - Cherry Pop too. LOL (now i knw what it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171312975841090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7PQOdUB0I/AAAAAAAAAtU/gEkUv6iXiQo/s200/Picture+430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171991580674002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7P3udUB9I/AAAAAAAAAuc/3Q2BUPMcY2U/s200/Picture+429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171991580673986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7P3udUB8I/AAAAAAAAAuU/17Ub2xi-xSI/s200/Picture+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171317270808402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7PQedUB1I/AAAAAAAAAtc/RHIYn9uIPXA/s200/Picture+432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171317270808418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7PQedUB2I/AAAAAAAAAtk/mr_jq1czmv4/s200/Picture+433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4. 5's the photographer &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171317270808434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7PQedUB3I/AAAAAAAAAts/btUH4iLvPnc/s200/Picture+434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012171321565775746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7PQudUB4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/rrNYin9TfWw/s200/Picture+435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine was trying reeeaaallly hard to get in (hinthint, the stump of hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170806169700082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OyudUBvI/AAAAAAAAAss/PcvTBpKM3MY/s200/Picture+436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly, jerline looks cute here! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170806169700098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OyudUBwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/pZSCPpmabqA/s200/Picture+437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glammer one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThiamSeng (the big boss with gold chain and leather shoes, WOOOOW) &amp; his friend then came to join. They offered to pay more for us &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; Sadly, no pictures of them, heh! We were quite mean to them la, they offered to accompany &amp; foot part of the bill, yet all of us were teasing them all the way. hahaha! Ohgaay, then we left halfway to go meet Brian &amp; his brother &amp; his brother's friends. Twas a big group, when Shikai and his group of friends (?) met up with jobel to pass her some present. OOOH, JERLINE (ahem, ahm chio?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170810464667410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Oy-dUBxI/AAAAAAAAAs8/9JLdw_neXW8/s200/Picture+438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170810464667426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Oy-dUByI/AAAAAAAAAtE/CgzUcXbnMM4/s200/Picture+439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the building to... idk, either get home earlier/countdown. Loads of people i tell you! Everyone was getting ready their aerosol cans in their hands. Looked pretty scary, we were such a tweet that we started to wear our jackets in case anyone started to spray us. (time check, 11:54)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really squeezy, started to walk our way out to... the nearest MRT station i guess. WHEN THE MADNESS BEGAN, tamade, people started spraying like the moon is out and they've turned into werewolves. GRRR, indians, ahbengs, ahlians (except me, chowahlian HAHAHA) &amp; even parents (trying to make their children happy; wrong la) started spraying and spraying and spraying and spraying AND spraying. So unexpectedly, or expectedly you could say, we got caught in the foam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170810464667442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Oy-dUBzI/AAAAAAAAAtM/NLfQl1JsTtA/s200/Picture+440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru the madness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170449687414434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Od-dUBqI/AAAAAAAAAsE/TsDF2d-qFpo/s200/Picture+441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Candid shot, tryna scold the people arnd spraying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170449687414450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Od-dUBrI/AAAAAAAAAsM/Zxh_1q48GGk/s200/Picture+442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, you should've seen all their reactions. Friggin funny la,haha. "* you/what the */go away la/stop it leh/AHHHHHHH!" LOL. the more you scold &amp; act as if you dont wanna get sprayed, the more you get it. In this countdown, i learn that Rebecca isnt a very nice girl. In fact, she knows a lot of vulgarities. HAHAHA! Anyway Jerline got super pissed * started scolding. Then those guys followed us like from Cine to Wisma and kept spraying her. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are two kinds of irritating people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got aerosol cans! i spray anyohow! in the air/at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiak hiak hiak. i've got aerosol cans, i'm gonna spray it right in your face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg, i say this man standing in front of two really young kids&lt;br /&gt;man "boy boy girl girl, MERRY CHRISTMAS!" *sprays directly @ their faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stare at you. hah! i'm aiming you. one two three, SPRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, banglas (apparently i saw a big group of banglas dancing at the steps of lucky plaza. i think the people watching quite lucky also la hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how the crazy the world can be, irritating, funny, yet disgusting at the same time. also, there are 2 kinds of indians, one is the cheeko indooneh, one is the pitiful indooneh; never do anything also kena sprayed. the worse is, when we were so packed, tryna get to the other side of the road, the banglas were holding hands, blocking the way, and smelling quite... nice ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170453982381762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OeOdUBsI/AAAAAAAAAsU/Ew6162w_CRo/s200/Picture+443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170453982381794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OeOdUBuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/VHEeZ4kusqg/s200/Picture+445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca: BE KIND, REBECCA&lt;br /&gt;devil in Rebecca: Wait, just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170127564867170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OLOdUBmI/AAAAAAAAArk/iTQfGMyKh0g/s200/Picture+446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngh, vomit in the train &gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170131859834482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OLedUBnI/AAAAAAAAArs/tc0WJV0x-tY/s200/Picture+447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170131859834498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OLedUBoI/AAAAAAAAAr0/y0gF158pTLw/s200/Picture+448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012170131859834514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7OLedUBpI/AAAAAAAAAr8/NWRvlEFzS9Q/s200/Picture+449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012169642233562658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7Nu-dUBiI/AAAAAAAAArE/Cb0Uc8SSIf4/s200/Picture+451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiampa, ultimate chowahlianzzzzxxss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012168847664612818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7NAudUBdI/AAAAAAAAAqc/SJQ8-U6V_7w/s200/Picture+456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-TOP: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000 3pt solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000 3pt solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012168851959580130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pIpB4QvtTEs/RY7NA-dUBeI/AAAAAAAAAqk/DOKElvW-ytY/s200/Picture+457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was helluva experience la. but this is the first time i'm so excited, yet irritated. owell, merry merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to Jasmine (for her precious time is updating yet i accidentally - wah so accidental siah - koped so many stuff from her blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, wah read alr better comment okay! now it's 7:26, see how long i spent D: i started at 6:15 plus la, so comment la! i also not bangla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOKE OF THE DAY (I CREATE ONE SIA)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where can you find the most banlah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TELOK BANGLA&lt;/strong&gt;! HAHAHHAA okay shit you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Merry Christmas All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4972946467422818660?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4972946467422818660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4972946467422818660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#4972946467422818660' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY-kG7BozfI/AAAAAAAAACU/2jwsfl_advc/s72-c/Picture+395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-5444561138819049556</id><published>2006-12-23T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:40:58.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ikea tampines is damn good, meatballs were damn good. fooood, took up most of my expenditure la, foook :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeekchas @ the end of the post! check it out man. hahaha. legs were aching, bag was heavy, company was %$@#? S was mighty unfine, she pissed me off throughout la (expected). quite fun though, quarreling from the time we met til we left; like some crazy couple (no, we're not a couple thank you) so alright, we had helluva time! :O okay S, undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg, the slot the bag into another cubicle cuz i thought sharyl was inside&lt;br /&gt;eg, we quarrelled until the couple in ikea were smirking. (wa, smirk what smirk man!)&lt;br /&gt;eg, someone told me daiso can get plain (so you'd think it's nice) wrapping paper @ 2bucks (for 4 rolls). and in the end had to kope my wrapping paper&lt;br /&gt;eg, planned so well, yet had no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoot, christmas shopping is awesome la, rocks your ankle socks off! rar, it hurts to see christmas pass so fast. aye i want to blog so much more, but i'm so overly excited that i cannot think of stuff to blog and i cannot wait to post my peekchas! so here you go, less words, more peeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1JfrBozTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ctC1focGOk0/s320/IMG_2815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryna take a rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1JwLBozUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cs1a9L7gn5g/s320/IMG_2817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's not how small i am, that's how big ikea is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1KGrBozVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/PBk5Cqf1KnA/s320/IMG_2818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meatball place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1KWbBozWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mlhpLWmKfYI/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parking lots for trolleys, darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1KrbBozXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AqxnUxR-Rsg/s320/IMG_2821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to put your stuff! (sharyl's attempt was mighty lousy &amp; blur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1LNLBozYI/AAAAAAAAABA/wGA6CE10zk0/s320/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;map! (3/4 of the time was spent finding our way out) plus your tour guide sharylkualabear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1MPbBozZI/AAAAAAAAABI/Foel0doXT3Y/s320/IMG_2827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why did i go ikea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-5444561138819049556?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5444561138819049556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5444561138819049556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5444561138819049556' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RY1JfrBozTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ctC1focGOk0/s72-c/IMG_2815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-5465378071337022918</id><published>2006-12-22T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:15:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm halfway done, still need to do more shorpin! with &lt;strong&gt;hi,ineedtogoesplanade@7&lt;/strong&gt;. yup, i have such a friend, you should too! by tmrw, i'll be feeling so much more accomplished! beefballs, i will meet you tmrw. yummaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda weird, usually people'd prefer to receive presents, but for me, i found out that giving (&amp; preparing) presents seem so much more exciting! to see that megawatt smile on their faces, priceless! no need $ (at last la). it makes you feel happy, just by seeing them happy! (or maybe because you give something they like that you're expecting them to do the same therefore the excitement) sometimes, i think i am a ranting machine, i debate with myself everyday. HOHOHO, we should all start laughing like Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally gain control of dl-ing OTH. now i dont need to be so good to my brother aka the password setter who always sets always-changing passwords when i make him angry. &amp; his passwords are all. 123456789, 123321abc and i always try to act smart but dont get to unlock it. i suck at hacking, PFFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been generous with my comments cuz, Christmas is coming! It's the season of giving! Mkay, maybe more of receiving. FRIENDS, actually i wanna blog some emo stuff about this 2006 (and the years before that), but i scared the post too long, until scroll bar appear. please pat rebecca because she always has pretty good excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lub chew pple (why is no one online? nan2 dao4 you dunch lub me back? stop appearing offline people, i need chu!) tmrw i blog again, you wait for 86400s (pls appreciate, it's not a random number, serious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogger pwn Rebecca's head for 2000gold: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz after para4, the scrollbar still appear, thanks ah Blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-5465378071337022918?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5465378071337022918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5465378071337022918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5465378071337022918' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6918245773010680514</id><published>2006-12-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T23:31:56.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D: this is bad; i'm broke &amp; i hardly have enough time. yes christmas is fun but... this is the pre-christmas season, and it sucks. christmas should come, fast! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell friends, make sure you get me a present alright. think about it, i made a blogskin just for you so that you'd have eyecandy (whoops, it's a pretty darn striking eyecandy right) so yes, i'm kind so buy me a present. maybe i'll feel guilty and buy you a really belated christmas present? hahaha, let's face it, everyone likes presents (even ego friend S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgaaaay, christmas shopping is halfdone and i'm feeling a tad accomplished. i'm really EGGcited (mhmm kereen)&amp; i'm a little scared that i'll blurt some imnotsupposedtoblurt info due to overexcitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano internal exam tmrw, dont know if i can handle. i'll fail sight reading definitely. ahmahgad, God help! (friend S pls pray, you're good) Maybe after the external exam, i'll just quit piano &amp; learn guitar instead. YES, that's plan A. rar, i shall go study piano now. sadsadsad situation indeed. wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"AIYA, INTERNAL EXAM ONLY WHAT"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only what :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6918245773010680514?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6918245773010680514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6918245773010680514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6918245773010680514' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-5069381645677132135</id><published>2006-12-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T00:31:37.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;HELLO GORGEOUS :O&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'mas is coming really really soon. i'm expecting it to be fun &amp; exciting, hip &amp; cool! i can't help it. srsly, christmas is like the best time of the year! even all the non-believers are celebrating His birthday! &lt;strong&gt;Fantabulous :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay, so i'm kinda broke for now. i need a haircut (hopefully i wont appear as a bonghead on christmas, that'd be so... unchristmasy. uh huh, plenty of things to do, for example, christmas shopping (duh!) aye people, so how you you like my fresh skin! i'm so proud of myself once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, (pretty) please keep my blog clean by closing the links&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love CHRISTMAS, i do i do i do! falalalala :B &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;let's countdown, 7DAYS TO CHRISTMAS!&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-5069381645677132135?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5069381645677132135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/5069381645677132135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#5069381645677132135' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7354316444341184674</id><published>2006-12-14T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:58:55.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was unexpectedly fun. didnt think that watching a movie at vivo at 9 (as crazy as it sounds) would be so, so fun! the movie was great, the company was even greater, HAH! :D the show is the nicest show i've ever seen since... 1978!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lines are so romantic, you'd kill yourself after listening (feeling so hard and unromantic). yknw guys, you have a lot to learn. but still, this is only a movie. sighsigh and yet another sigh. movie trailer for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;object width="230" height="190"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AhLVOrUYCjI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AhLVOrUYCjI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="230" height="190"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apparently youtube doesnt like me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm, youtube should glad for people like me. ahmahgawsh, it's like one vid in every post (slaps head) :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7354316444341184674?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7354316444341184674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7354316444341184674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7354316444341184674' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2036514203577620368</id><published>2006-12-12T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:18:37.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;object width="230" height="190"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7xjKT3Sf6eQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7xjKT3Sf6eQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="230" height="190"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who love One Tree Hill (like heidi &amp; brian!), this is eye &amp; ear candy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching OTH so much i can't bear to finish episode 10 of season4 because if i do, i'll have to wait pretty long for the next ): daaaaaang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2036514203577620368?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2036514203577620368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2036514203577620368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#2036514203577620368' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8055796943725912821</id><published>2006-12-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:20:51.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you want something so bad, you'd do whatever it takes just for it to happen. now all i want is for Bdiv to really excel and beat others like never before, some kind of break through &amp; enlightenment that we can defend and attack like we're unbeatable. i really want it, bad, really really bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kind of weary and dready. didnt perform to expectations, didnt play as a team, didnt communicate. the usual excuses. right, we dont think alike. right, we dont have mo4qi4. but, we'll achieve it sometime soon, wont we? we'll achieve it, i always tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll wake up someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the times when i was a pathetic sec1, Melvin said some very very important quotes,&lt;br /&gt;"eat volleyball, sleep volleyball, shit volleyball"&lt;br /&gt;"the ball is like a bomb, once dropped, you're dead"&lt;br /&gt;"trampoline effect!"&lt;br /&gt;"you-die-for-me,-i-die-for-you spirit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BDIV, we'll work hard together, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8055796943725912821?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8055796943725912821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8055796943725912821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8055796943725912821' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6666885567664766427</id><published>2006-12-12T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T11:09:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shoot, i'm sick and i dont think i can hold much longer. even avril lavigne's keep holding on wont do. still, i hope to give my all later on @ yuying sec. these comps are really making me strive harder for EastZones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throbbing headache, like some 295930tonne is on top of my head. cough backache sorethroat headache plus feeling super lethargic. this is so, not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokayokay, i've got to go now. ciao ciao you meow tiao fiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you sexy lil' thing you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6666885567664766427?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6666885567664766427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6666885567664766427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6666885567664766427' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8466320033018286112</id><published>2006-12-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:14:26.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pretty ordinary day today, the usual sunday thing. in time for make up cell group and then headed into the audi. Newsboys were great! christian music is getting better and better :D rushed for tuition then went to bras basah for some stuff. owell, then it was velocity for pepper lunch &amp; spinelli (apple crumble yum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly again tmrw, i love my team &amp; we've got to prove Melvin wrong this time. i believe we can do it, if we could during sec2, why cant we now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL &lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL VOLLEYBALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love Volleyball :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball, PRSS BDiv = ♥&lt;br /&gt;(Jobel Jerline Rebecca Kereen &lt;br /&gt;Muying Camilia WeiXin Sabrina &lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Jessie Zazilah XinHui ZiYing) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live where soul meets body&lt;br /&gt;And let the sun wrap its arms around me&lt;br /&gt;And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing&lt;br /&gt;And feel, feel what its like to be new&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8466320033018286112?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8466320033018286112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8466320033018286112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8466320033018286112' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-3649934829017611080</id><published>2006-12-10T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:31:58.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to ithinkyoushouldknowwhoyouare, i'm sorry for being a major bitch (&amp; i really dont know what i've done yet sense that smth is amiss)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-3649934829017611080?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3649934829017611080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/3649934829017611080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#3649934829017611080' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8902800305711656431</id><published>2006-12-10T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:26:06.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HARRO HARRO, i know i know, but 3 posts on the same day not that bad alright! hahaha at least i can entertain you. in constant random motion (oh slaps self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i srsly need my ipod back &lt;br /&gt;the feeling of going around alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without music is sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just makes you think of loads of stuff&lt;br /&gt;and i looked like a friggin depressed girl hahaha&lt;br /&gt;BROTHER, GIMME MY IPOD BACK! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to make friends with my piano teacher, which is mighty weird. i really really hate piano but this time, it's kinda different. i dont know, godsend maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting online can be rly rly fun, depends on the person you're chatting with la. heh &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8902800305711656431?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8902800305711656431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8902800305711656431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8902800305711656431' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8161895189223210310</id><published>2006-12-09T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:54:24.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feels as if I've given up on *&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm beginning to let go already. so it's maybe a good thing la :D i'll start being cheery and all. hopefully not faking it. ohwell, hope all goes well for good. or maybe, there could be another chance? ahh, although i've given up, * still makes my heart skip a beat everytime * (fill in the blank)/(and another blank)/(and and another blank) me. BIG SIGH. let go, let God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay, so there's church tmrw and tuition. let every single thing occupy my brain &amp; stop thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry friends if i've been emo to you or whatever crap i've given you, very sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR=#ff0033&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kereen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;: who! hahaha, tiao mee. aww, my mum's trying very hard to learn our lingo. she just learnt sian 1/2. HIAKHIAKHIAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you lie with me &lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8161895189223210310?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8161895189223210310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8161895189223210310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#8161895189223210310' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7872963503899612734</id><published>2006-12-09T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:16:47.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVab9-G-55g" width="230" height="190" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum can only sing one line&lt;br /&gt;points to mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mum "you had a bad day"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7872963503899612734?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7872963503899612734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7872963503899612734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7872963503899612734' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7258845588922345243</id><published>2006-12-08T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:05:27.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>with or without me in your daily life, makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just shut the hell up and concentrate on the game tmrw, think happy thoughts, work, slack, go home then sleep. maybe this'll help in my dieting regime, yes, it definitely would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should get back on track with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lay me down &lt;br /&gt;I'm lonely &lt;br /&gt;Oh oh &lt;br /&gt;You don't understand me &lt;br /&gt;and you never even tried &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote stuck in my head: you always want what you can't have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7258845588922345243?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7258845588922345243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7258845588922345243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7258845588922345243' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-1673581712576375249</id><published>2006-12-07T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:35:52.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;minmin &gt; oh that's an encouragement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yep, that's my post title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naww, work was mighty boring. don't ever want to ever talk about it (i also dont want to talk about how i took pictures of myself just because i was really and i mean really bored), &amp; i'm not very happy about the fact that i'm getting my phase 2 pay in jan and only in jan :\ HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET MY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS? i'm so sorry friends, presents might be delayed! rar grr, and more importantly, PFFTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needa go christmas shopping soon! why is that the closer you are to someone, the harder it is to buy a gift for that person? it's either you want to buy the best gift for the person that you have not enough cash, or you just can't think of the best gift. shopping can be lovely, but at the same time, mindboggling. ohwell, still, everyone loves to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is so much I could say &lt;br /&gt;But words get in the way&lt;br /&gt;So, when we're not together you &lt;br /&gt;I will remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah, not as emo as that day la :D but still emo :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-1673581712576375249?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1673581712576375249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1673581712576375249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1673581712576375249' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-1321639889661001899</id><published>2006-12-05T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:20:14.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling very emo this very moment, mixed feelings again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you're emo, songs are always there for you. it's sad to know that in every song, there's always an ending. sometimes you wish the song will just go on and on, you following the melody, the harmony, the drum beat, singing together with the meaningful lyrics. sometimes, i always worry, looking at the timeline of my ipod, worrying when the song ends. it's sad that the song doesnt have a very happy ending. but it's true, a song always ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faraway...I feel your beating heart&lt;br /&gt;All Alone&lt;br /&gt;beneath the crystal stars&lt;br /&gt;Staring into space&lt;br /&gt;What a lonely face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll try to find my place with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;Can I stay for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;On this beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;We'll make everything right&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Larger than the moon, my love for you&lt;br /&gt;Worlds collide as heaven pulls us through&lt;br /&gt;The secret of the world is written in the stars&lt;br /&gt;I'm carrying your heart in mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a greater thing will happen&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe your love will catch like fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it burns through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it, the song ends, right there ): if i could write a song about you, i'd go on and on, like an ol' grandma nagging at a child, like a so far away island, like an endless roadtrip to nowhere. that's, how i feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i, ....?&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's one question i need to really ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My beautiful love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should cheer myself up. lemme tell you some quotes (shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; "hey brozzz, if you're not my brother, will you jio me? (eyes wide open)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ryan&lt;/strong&gt; "no, you're too short"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started being sad, he started to open his mouth, and i thought he'd say something more encouraging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ryan&lt;/strong&gt; "i only like tall girls, thank you. your legs too short, and you've got thunder thighs (does the LIGHTNING action to my leg)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFFFFFFFF! I NEVER FELT SO INSULTED IN MY WHOLE LIFE, are my legs &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; !@^%#? oh puhlease, dont observe/stare or even/ glance at my legs can! RAR RAR RAR D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-1321639889661001899?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1321639889661001899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1321639889661001899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#1321639889661001899' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7528125184675615132</id><published>2006-12-03T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:11:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally back from dinner [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church today, great service. before church, i had bs and i'm really glad that i'm finishing christian lifestyle; though i have been a christian for like.... decades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jerline to go get our havaianas. jobel &amp; kereen joined us. ahhh num bag. ohgaaay and the richgirl_91 = jerline bought yet another shirt. let's not care about her then. let's care about my ae clothings! i'm getting them tmrw, mighty eggcited! woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate pontian wanton noodles! hahahaha, not a bad place if you wanna stop by when your legs are aching from all the shopping :D walked again and again. then kereen jerline and jobel bought some really cute shoes. awww, really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doh, trip to chinatown (stupid job) and trng tmrw (yay!) looking forward to my clothes! beans! moolah moolah moolah, where are you when i need you? shopping soon again okay friends? :D till then, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7528125184675615132?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7528125184675615132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7528125184675615132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7528125184675615132' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-952718117318795119</id><published>2006-12-03T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:35:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YES FINALLY MWAH MWAH SMUACKS. hiakhiakhiak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ReRuciXLpIo/RXLEH4ziqvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cB3jDn3X1ao/s320/Picture+398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next, PF POUCH. cuz it's cheaper and i need it more than ever before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update later, going out :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-952718117318795119?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/952718117318795119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/952718117318795119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#952718117318795119' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ReRuciXLpIo/RXLEH4ziqvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cB3jDn3X1ao/s72-c/Picture+398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-6122156384544592467</id><published>2006-12-02T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:13:48.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mkay, since nobody tagged or whatsoever, i decided to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUY BOTH HAVAIANAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showing you peekchas of the lovely&amp;soontoberebecca's (verb) havaianas (noun). Yours truly is super excited, but her heart is truly aching. how much does it cost altogether? yes, only two feefty doollar nodes ): sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not going to dwell on it, think of the after effects rebecca! well, now i know, that human will never be contented with what they have. so, do you wanna get me a mooks bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the materialistic rebecca will die off after the hols, i swear (figure of speech okay, i scared lightning strike)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely AE clothing, mummy's coming on monday to pick you up, bare with it! lovely S$37.80, mummy's gonna hafta give you away to aunty zhilin. RAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR RAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-6122156384544592467?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6122156384544592467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/6122156384544592467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#6122156384544592467' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7710915731915047244</id><published>2006-12-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:34:09.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAR, DONT FEEL LIKE BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad man D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7710915731915047244?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7710915731915047244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7710915731915047244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#7710915731915047244' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7665307211060116362</id><published>2006-11-30T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:00:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some kind soul just saved my phone. phew phew phew D: i hope my dad got it back already. and i need my 9...47474 line. i paid (or rather, my dad) 20 just for this number. dearest 6280, please run to mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least now i know my phone's safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgaay, shorpin spree with jerline tday. already set our mind on window shopping, but in the end, cruella (jerline) bought a really hawt and shawt tee. envy her! &amp; we (finally) reserved our havaianas. i couldnt decide between sporty and femi&lt;strong&gt;nine&lt;/strong&gt;. help! sporty/feminine? maybe since feminine has a "nine" in it, i shall go get it. i wanted to take a snap or it, but was afraid of being shoo-ed by the shop keeper. so the picture ended up like this. OVEREXPOSURE LA, I'M SURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/794936/Picture%20395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left's gold, right's green. but screw it la. teach me which to buy? or both? hehehe shorpin queen, i say. /edit i figured if you lean back, you could prolly see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 0px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 0px solid; WIDTH: 150px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 0px solid; HEIGHT: 200px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/362293/Picture%20397.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PF POUCH! any volunteers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell, plus the mooks tee (one plain tee for $53? i'm crazy) i need more num shirt, junk tee, havaianas, belt, the party bag, birks, bik &amp; MY forever21 headband. y'know, with all these, i could really get straight As (hahahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are meant for you to spend moolah, not for you to do holiday homework (shoot me, i'm guilty again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mkay, then after "window" shopping, we took a train back and songwhored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SONGS TO HAVE ON YOUR ON-THE-GO LIST/PLAYLIST&lt;/strong&gt; (depending on MP3 type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Avril Lavigne, Keep Holding On&lt;br /&gt;#2 Gwen Stefani, Wind It Up&lt;br /&gt;#3 Jessica Simpson, I Belong To Me&lt;br /&gt;#4 Steven Strait &amp; Ashlee Simpson, &lt;br /&gt;Smart In A Stupid Way&lt;br /&gt;#5 Daniel Powter, Love You Lately&lt;br /&gt;#6 The Afters, Beautiful Love&lt;br /&gt;#7 The Afters, All That I Am&lt;br /&gt;#8 Vanessa Hudgens, Come Back To Me&lt;br /&gt;#9 Goo Goo Dolls, Slide&lt;br /&gt;#10 卓文萱, 梁山伯与茱丽叶 ft 曹格&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a cheenapok, but i definitely love this chinese song. okay, 10 songs to keep you company, it's me, Rebecca Lim on 999fm :D (hey, this is fun, i should do this every week) OHGAAAY, even if the song's not nice, at least the lyric is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna add one more, &lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol, Chasing Cars (sharyl, lorries!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, HAVAIANAS &amp; AE, HERE I COME! whoopeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;additional (please dont see leh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerline, let's song whore again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jobel, tell me about FI-FI-FI-FI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kereen, i'm losing contact with you la, contact me please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharyl, can you start to irritate me? i'm bored, chasing lorries&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*, thanks for everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7665307211060116362?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7665307211060116362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7665307211060116362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#7665307211060116362' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4633110857280890309</id><published>2006-11-30T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T15:32:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREAK, I LOST MY FRIGGIN PHONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4633110857280890309?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4633110857280890309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4633110857280890309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#4633110857280890309' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-709200287773452742</id><published>2006-11-29T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T00:01:05.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohoho, retail therapy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid supervisor and two other idiots spoiled my day. made me cry, made me feel super guilty. D: now i have to work to redeem myself without any pay. shoot man. i shouldnt have left early or reached late. &lt;strong&gt;oh my tian, save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dearest mummy however made me feel so much better with all the shopping. i love forever21, newurbanmale &amp; queen's couture &amp; i forgot what! now i dont have to worry so much about not having enough pay :D love love love! also, i'm gonna get my AE clothings, &lt;strong&gt;ZHILIN, WHERE WHERE WHERE?!&lt;/strong&gt; :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peekchures as promised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/567062/Picture%20307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWS OF REFLECTION&lt;br /&gt;(oh physics, slaps forehead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/757455/Picture%20283.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volleyballers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/159170/P1010800.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ theme park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/740545/P1010793.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr melvin (the pig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/105300/P1010768.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body language shows it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/634116/P1010749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont look at what stands out :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 150px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 200px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/725775/P1010716.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always make a mental note to kill her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 150px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 200px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/90067/P1010688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so bad about mirrors aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/911103/4color-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;technicolor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/624845/P1010693.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i twist to cover part of my face. thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/273307/P1010699.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first world hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/718041/Picture%20330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last peek ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a picture paints a thousand words, let this be my 12,000 word essay ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay yay yay yay yay! 9 cheers for MUMMY. and no ma, i dont love you only when you buy me stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7015/778/320/113662/Picture%20394.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;euphoria blossom &amp; my oolong cha!&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope work will turn out fine tmrw. jalan rummah tinggi? oh, destroy that place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-709200287773452742?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/709200287773452742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/709200287773452742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#709200287773452742' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-4533787164615068638</id><published>2006-11-28T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:40:21.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from genting (in the m'sia accent). hahaha, we've been laughing at the accent for so many days, and we're still not sick of saying the same thing! "lobi, restoran, wah3 lao1 eh1 &amp; ahmygad" hahaha, srsly, damn funny okay. I'm so proud to announce that yours truly braved through all the heartpumping rides! esp the free fall one, phew, that was like ahmahgawshhh. the flying one was also triple cool. show you the peekchures another day, when i officially feel better. teeheehee ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need moolah moolah moolah $! ): life without money is totally madness okay. i've been caught cheating by my *&amp;amp;^%(!@# supervisor. srsly screwed, my surveyors all bao toh me. sad sad sad sad sad. well, i've been quite hardworking also what, cant just sack me like that right. or at least, give me my moolah before he sack me. that's, just enough for me the survive this hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is getting a little boring for me. maybe i should just wait for school to reopen and do my routine everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-4533787164615068638?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4533787164615068638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/4533787164615068638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#4533787164615068638' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7751690597470094042</id><published>2006-11-26T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:42:34.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww ): before i leave i wanna say a big goodbye to all the avid readers of my blog. hahaha, im going to spend some time with the monkey friends of mine! so sayonara )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you, the dear one, i'm gonna miss you loads, and i really mean loads ))): singapore is like the best place on earth. STOP DIGRESSING, REBECCA LIM SHI XUAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye world ):&lt;br /&gt;(wow, first time i'm so ): hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7751690597470094042?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7751690597470094042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7751690597470094042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#7751690597470094042' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-7718573424227419530</id><published>2006-11-25T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:03:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HARRO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty much very in the holiday mood. feels like christmas is coming! santa is coming, presents &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; coming! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my brother and mum's birthday, happy birthday! naw, i bet they wont be seeing this so it's short and simple. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for dinner now. clamchowder ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-7718573424227419530?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7718573424227419530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/7718573424227419530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#7718573424227419530' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8384267876844203505</id><published>2006-11-24T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:13:30.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wondering what's wrong with me, no appetite, having a throbbing headache, and don't have any mood to do anything. well, except sometimes when i'm with my friends, they... (cannot let their ego burst) kinda make me a lil happier. a lil only :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng later on, got to take it seriously. ACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been working for about 3 days for this week and everytime i bring something to do there, srsly with the intention of doing it, i don't. for example, storybook, fys. then i'll just sit there and listen to my dearest poddy. 6 full hours is no joke la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling a little emo now. if you'll just excuse me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will your love light burn me baby,&lt;br /&gt;Burn a hole right through my heart&lt;br /&gt;I think I might just trust you maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you wanna take me on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8384267876844203505?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8384267876844203505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8384267876844203505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#8384267876844203505' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2341193863203466891</id><published>2006-11-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:43:35.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trng and friendly with cj. the sun is ohmaagawshh a lot hotter there. and i really mean a lot! miss those sun bathing times, in tampines. bedok is... naw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work today wasnt so bad. i realised i'm becoming more hardworking, staying longer to complete my task. which is good, i dont really like to cheat anyway. i've been earning $$ man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand myself, i have no mood to blog, and i'm acting as if i want to blog. no, i dont wanna blog. it's killing me, i've never had this feeling before, it's so addictive ): i just need the possession. i've got to curb it, that's it, no more talking, no more smses. it's too much for me to handle, it's on my mind the whole day. God, HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart was racing&lt;br /&gt;like a sprinter that tripped and fell &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2341193863203466891?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2341193863203466891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2341193863203466891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2341193863203466891' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-1169514203001185168</id><published>2006-11-20T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:19:35.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;joanie&lt;/strong&gt;, dont be sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem lesson today. nothing much about it. went to meet jobel to return the observer sheet. boring again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was TRAINING! oh although the rain was irritating, but we all had a fun time. all the laughter, all the joy! joy to the world! christmas is coming, my favouritesterest time of the year. love love! presents presents. money money ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met some sixb peeps after training. nice seeing them again. we were absolutely careful not to say anything hurtful. adabelle, we love you! we ate a lot (esp janan the monster) and talked and joked. hahaha, loved those school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanie lost; wrong info la janan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly with cjc on wednesday, new clothes soon &amp;amp; genting! sooo looking forward :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-1169514203001185168?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1169514203001185168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/1169514203001185168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#1169514203001185168' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2840393311391722226</id><published>2006-11-19T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:28:17.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edit}&lt;br /&gt;heard the story D: why am i feeling like that. given up. pick up lines for what. put down la&lt;br /&gt;{end edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHISHFOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dead. s'posed to hand in all mole concept ws by tmrw. guess what, yours truly didnt even touch her ws. mrs chua should kick me to bangladesh.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;chem lesson, trng then meeting 6B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me strength to cross the water&lt;br /&gt;keep my feet, dont let me falter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2840393311391722226?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2840393311391722226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2840393311391722226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2840393311391722226' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2950151098921782760</id><published>2006-11-18T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:13:06.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mixed feelings, confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, volleyball. quite disappointed with the score and with myself esp. received some mental punishment. Melvin made me shout at kereen which i reluctantly obeyed. after that things began to look good, and we started playing to our standard. so i guess we usually need things like these to make us wake the fook up. bond bdiv, bond. we need each other now, now is the time. please make a commitment. i must do and will do my very best. let's pia for each other, i-die-for-you-you-die-for-me mentality. make my last year a memorable one. the one thing i will never forget when i leave is the times i spent with you all. thanks lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went shopping at parkway and saw olinda and rebecca tan, the model. hahaha, bought two tops from esprit. had steamboat there, then went to all the departmental stores to look for an appropriate washing machine and dryer. after the maid left, we seriously cannot handle. i like that acer laptop, or the ferrari one (fastest com in the market!), super nice. i need i want i love! supports windows vista, dual core, with cam. what is wrong with me, im supposed to be in love with macbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great talk with some people last night. hahaha, april, my all time bestfriend! :D miss you 10kg! and all the funny pictures jobel sent to me last night, and someone who made me laugh non-stop. hahaha, thank you. being late today was worth it. run 6 more times only what. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mkay, now to something serious. i wanna send my condolences to adabelle. i really hope you're coping with everything okay. be strong adabelle, 6B will accompany you throughout. we'll give you the support that no one else can give. take care mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to start converting, sigh. gah, work tmrw, shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more pickup lines i just learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi im finding a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;can i start from your chest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you just fart?&lt;br /&gt;beacause you just blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;if only i could tell this to so&amp;amp;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no mood to do grammar/spelling check, heck)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2950151098921782760?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2950151098921782760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2950151098921782760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2950151098921782760' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2539937181982146739</id><published>2006-11-17T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:52:18.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got caught for being late for work today but i showed her my superpowers &amp; the mouthfoaming supervisor who cant pronounce properly let me off. hahaha, my pay for today wouldve been forfeited, but hohum, i did my job! this job srsly makes me feel that i'm wasting my life away. it's all because i havent done my holiday homework and it's the third week of the hols? shrivelling up in guilt. shoot me, i havent even started doing them. AAAAHHH, guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohgaay srsly, i should work hard, so that i can earn about 900 in 2 months. ohh retail therapy, i need you quick quick quick quick quick like the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay, the Os are all over (i assume) and i am envious 23587995123564 rebecca (SI UNIT). it's my turn next year. cant afford to screw up like i did during PSLE already. gotta work hard; after the volleyball comp. yes talking about volleyball, from this week, i'm gonna give my 199%, until competition ends. remind me, that action speaks louder than words thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHMAAAAHGAWSHHH. (i dont know why i keep saying this) shoot me 9 more times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the thousands and the millions of you out there (AMIRUL)! 1 or 9 baby, 1 or 9. satu / sembilan. yi / jiu :D i've been taking nine all these years. maybe it's time for change? PASIR RIS YI HAO/ PASIR RIS JIU HAO. hahahaha. either will do, maybe 1 will make me look thinner :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trng tmrw, let's GAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buddy jer_ger, funlover &amp; piscesgal ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hang out soon. (in favour of ms jtyt) let's shop, let's let our hair down, let's do crazy things together, let's scream, pull hair and run about. let's go back to how we used to. xie xie ni men for ni men di attention. xie xie, xie xie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buddy sharylkua&lt;/strong&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;ANYEO HA SAYEO (miss yeo!). lim peh dont SARANG HAEYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buddy awfullyred &amp;amp; ouchless07&lt;/strong&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;miss ya'll. i need to see your face soon. ouchless07, remember ouchlesspain :D awfullyred, lubchews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buddies 6bian&lt;/strong&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;class outing ): itching for class outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she rub your feet&lt;br /&gt;When you've had a long day?&lt;br /&gt;And Scratch your scalp&lt;br /&gt;When you take out your braids?&lt;br /&gt;Does she know that you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like to play PS2 'till 6 in the mornin' like I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula Deanda, Walk Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;/strong&gt;edit&lt;br /&gt;i want my online ae clothing now, now now now (whines)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2539937181982146739?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2539937181982146739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2539937181982146739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2539937181982146739' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-2810985117395696556</id><published>2006-11-15T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:00:47.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man, what's going on with this blogger beta thing? it's making me sign in twice which is simply irritating the hell outta me. i thought there would be something cool about it, but i'm so, so wrong. now, how the heck do i get rid of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry lesson today was dreeaaddyy and boorriinng. it's alright now, i just have to endure til next monday; remedial for remedial lesson (due to the LTDC camp). maybe it's a good thing, that way i will have no sleeping disorder, waking up at... godly yet ungodly hours (like 1pm?), hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was rushing to reach gym early - to set a good example - yet i was the earliest. felt kinda angry because i thought no one would come, but well, they proved me wrong. not only did they come, they made my day :O (say "thks, fav snr"). lunched @ the sports hall and had a great time talking. this is what i call real bonding, srsly, i wish this could happen more often, with more people joining in, and the sec2s talking more. kereen &amp; i were doing most of the talking, the sec2s did most of the laughing. quite cool in a way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod playing &gt; &lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/gwen-stefani-lyrics-wind-it-up-lzd3cnq"&gt;wind it up, gwen stefani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song is so cool i feel like putting the lyrics here. but it's so cheena so i guess giving you the links would do good for you &amp;amp; me. hell yea :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;realise the link is not visible. just mouseover the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CimNQbCC9GA" width="230" height="190" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really looking forward to this bimbotic show&lt;br /&gt;(starts after ANTM!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-2810985117395696556?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2810985117395696556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/2810985117395696556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#2810985117395696556' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-45102649350179592</id><published>2006-11-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:22:37.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after much whinning, i have changed my template (like, finally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched america's next top model and i totally love their dress sense. i think their clothes were sponsored though, by ed hardy and whoheeha. so i'm rooting for joanie. i hate how the show always end; the person i support doesnt usually win, so it's not that fun. enough of antm, doesnt really affect my life anyway, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally dreading physics tmrw. lesson's only 2 hours, why make us come back! dread dread dread dread dread. ohgaay let's talk about work then. working has been fun, but if only someone could bloody hell accompany me. anyone interested? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmm, in case you're desperately trying to find my links again, i shall spare you the trouble and just tell you right here right now that there are &lt;strong&gt;no links. &lt;/strong&gt;however, you have to comment me in my haloscan (ooh, cute name). it's right there at the second navigation column. have fun commenting me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so engrossed in my new skin that i totally forgot what i wanted to blog. but now i remember. online shopping! bought two graphic tees that are so cheap (in US), and i am sooo omaagawsh looking forward to seeing them. when i've earned enough, i shall spend so much that the price tag fills my whole bathtub. oh shoot, building fund. it's okay, give to the Lord. i believe in karma, so be good and comment me, and good things shall be added unto you. aiya, if you are so giamsiap in your comments then just go suck your toe la. hahaha! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-45102649350179592?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/45102649350179592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/45102649350179592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#45102649350179592' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-8466123535967865868</id><published>2006-11-13T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:47:48.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear rebecca,&lt;br /&gt;please dont give up on me&lt;br /&gt;love, your height&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-8466123535967865868?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8466123535967865868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/8466123535967865868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#8466123535967865868' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116317554286487708</id><published>2006-11-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:38.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's sad to see people leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20267.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;my nephew, niece and cousin&lt;br&gt;(meet my holland relatives!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;the whole crew&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be great if i could go visit them after my Os :#!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{YESTERDAY'S PEEKTURES!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;camwhoring begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;whore 1, 2, 3 &amp; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's playtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/1600/Picture%20214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;class 2006&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;happy birthday again jerline!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please shoot/punch/kick/smack/slap/oudi me. i keep thinking of &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; apple, and the nissan march car ): when i grow up, i will earn so much that cars would mean nothing to me. the car is so friggin cute. how long must i wait before i can officially drive? you do the math. no, i do it for you. 6 more years. DOES A VERY VERY BIG POUT FOR YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work tomorrow. what does it spell? D-O-H! (act like a bimbo and say "NO IT DOESNT!"). but it's alright. my ipod will be my best friend for those 6 hours. if people ask me what's my job. i'll just say "oh, it's so simple. it's just a click away". yes, you may laugh at my joke 2months after this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116317554286487708?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116317554286487708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116317554286487708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116317554286487708' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116313849700896878</id><published>2006-11-10T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:37.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after 17839485years, my juniors have found my tagboard plus my links. two days ago, we had a very fun training with mr pay (the know it all); although i got really really pissed with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday jerline. when you've turned 15, xiuqi is about to because a MAN. haha ;D barbecue turned out to be quite successful yesterday. organising and planning the bbq itself tired me out. at least i had a good sleep yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, gongtao? who're you? why thank me anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm using jerline's laptop by the way. you can say that i'm jealous. but it's alright! i know i will get my apple very soon. very very soon. and i will be able to carry my apple all around the house. and hey, i could bring my apple to training too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new skin. please organise a strike/riot/demonstration to say that you want to see a new skin. haha. that would give me maybe 1 atmospheric pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont have to continue reading on because the reason my post is so long is because i like to type on jerline's laptop and seriously i can go yakyakyak. (wow, this is the first time my sentence is so long! usually one paragraph can contain about 15 fullstops? due to the 'haha.' and everything.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go on a diet! only a diet will help me now. maybe in my resolution list i should include loosing about 2kg. (royston, lose a toe!) inside joke. maybe i should type longer because that way, everytime you come to read my post, it'd not be so boring. you could make yourself read 1 paragraph everyday? that's a great idea! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im about to be sec4 now (sounds so, so old). and i'm still acting (or rather, blogging) like a p6. i will try to be maturegalz_91 now. :D enough yakking, start... tagging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116313849700896878?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116313849700896878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116313849700896878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116313849700896878' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116299109850448567</id><published>2006-11-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:37.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How can people say that GONG is nice when they have not watched FULL HOUSE/OVER THE RAINBOW? haha. i doubt they'll get to watch over the rainbow. however, if you like korean dramas, you can try full house! ;D hot guy, hot girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAIN OR JI HYUN WOO! :O (screams!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not that crazy over these celebs. it's just that they are really really hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, i hope everything will turn out just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116299109850448567?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116299109850448567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116299109850448567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116299109850448567' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116287187145970127</id><published>2006-11-07T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:37.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know if im a pig, im too sick or whatever, but i just cannot wake up. i bet im the stupidest in the class now. -pouts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116287187145970127?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116287187145970127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116287187145970127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116287187145970127' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116274366676597010</id><published>2006-11-06T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:37.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>still feel sick but who cares. firstly, i need to say that there are a lot of november babies. cant count. but i wanna say a happy birthday to &lt;strong&gt;samantha&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;lionel&lt;/strong&gt;. samantha, i'm so sorry i forgot your birthday! i really saved it as 041291. ): let me make it up to you. haha! and lionel! do well for your Os man. i believe you can do it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sec2 leadership training was really enjoyable. all the scolding and yelling and cheering and bombings. thank you people for making my day. however i fell sick because of the camp. lack of sleep, eating at midnight, not eating enough. it all added up. but i'm slightly better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i can earn the expected amount. i'll be so busy and all; sacrificing all my time that i dont even have time to go out to watch a movie or even take a breather. it's sad but well, i need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. i friggin hate my hair. i dont want 2007 to come so fast either. volleyball competition, O lvls. i'm too afraid to be disappointed again. if only i could have a time machine. i'll cheer up though. with all my friends, i'll get over it. oh i wish for so many things. i got to update my resolution list and to-do list. grumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{i look forward to WEDNESDAY. darling, lubchewzxS! :O}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116274366676597010?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116274366676597010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116274366676597010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116274366676597010' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116265743769307988</id><published>2006-11-05T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:36.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/320/DSC00061.0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;the spectacle people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7474/334/320/Picture%20146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'LL BLOG SOME OTHER TIME. I DONT FEEL GOOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(esp not when i just had an asthma attack)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec2 lt camp was good. love the people there. (oh i dread. continue tomorrow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116265743769307988?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116265743769307988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116265743769307988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116265743769307988' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116211009501113303</id><published>2006-10-29T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:36.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FutureSex/LoveSound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was an alien for three weeks. with a com, but without the internet. i lost connection with the world. i'm really hoping that this holiday i'll be able to let loose. next year's a big year, so this is maybe my last playing year. studying seems fun when you're not studying. but it's so not fun when you're studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, thank you jingyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of change back to lj. short for LIVEJOURNAL :D nicer skins there. dont feel like blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit&lt;br /&gt;oh i wanna go on yakking about things i want but still have not gotten. grumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT face=Georgia&gt;01 macbook (HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN WANTING IT!)&lt;br /&gt;02 NUM junk tee&lt;br /&gt;03 havaianas (red!!)&lt;br /&gt;04 more shorts&lt;br /&gt;05 more shirts &lt;br /&gt;06 $$KAACCHIING$$ (without money what can you do?)&lt;br /&gt;07 MASSAGE/SPA/HOLIDAY/SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;08 a new personality ):&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i've been an irritating enough person. i should stop. i hate the bump on my hand. FFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopaholic-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://shopaholic-.blogspot.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! it's been left stagnant since 2004!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116211009501113303?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116211009501113303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116211009501113303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116211009501113303' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116100695810413430</id><published>2006-10-16T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SO YOU THINK YOU ARE FAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh this is so going to be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i really have to thank God for my results. fantastic not because i did well but because i slacked and still did well. risking to go all the way to yishun to study (and eat and play and laugh). there was a point when i really felt like giving up, but you know, i dont. im not the kind who can give up on studies. right jobel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldve done so much better if i studied 2 months in advance, but i couldnt! i tried! i should really force myself to do it during the Os. i want to congratulate those who did well. like heidi, who got a whopping 82 for combine humans (YOU SUCK!, behind your back), and Jerline, who topped her class! ;D and aiya, cheng shi wee and joshua. these people are monsters la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really listen to Mr Teo, SHUT UP AND MOVE ON. -_____________- haha! so it's been a fruitful year. a really quick one. it seems too fast to notice; orientation and playing bingo (&amp; sitting next to rizwan, whho answered "treasure box" to the "what do you treasure most?" question) seems like yesterday. it's been a year with 3E7. the ever so egoistic class yet sometimes can be so sweet. (BEST FRIEND, COUGHCOUGH&lt;em&gt;SHARYL&lt;/em&gt;COUGHCOUGH) what's the saying again? e7; almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year's another big year, a year that will pass so fast, we dont even seem to care. but we've got to do it. this batch of sec3s will do the deans, principal and teachers wrong. that not only are we playful, we can also study like hell. the sec3 batch; the batch with the least amount raised for building fund, the one with funny people who love to &lt;strong&gt;FLUNG&lt;/strong&gt; (inside joke) HAIR (ERHEM, WHO STOOD UP TODAY OUT OF A SUDDEN), clap 7 claps, make fun of people (like pda), with the largest girl in school and the girl who went an extra mile to write more so that she could get a set of pictures of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR BATCH IS DAMN FUNNY LA. i dont regret coming here now. with all the fun people. i realise it's not the school that matters, it's the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being very O.O.P (out of point), im going to show you a very funny sms (to me)&lt;br /&gt;WHOAHWHO: eh kuku, i wanted to check my blood group then i went to check if my handbook have then have your stupid handwriting which says that my blood group is Z+!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i cannot believe im so funny. i love to write in people's handbook and give them SPECIAL surprises. sharyl, elephant love &lt;3 HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel so emo. i cannot imagine the day i will start posting about stuff that i enjoy in school. i would write many many essays about our sec 3 cohort, 1e3, 2e5, 3e7 and finally 4e7. okay im getting out of hand. im just really happy and i dont know how my marks led me to writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have to say is, treasure what you have now. let's not dwell and countdown to the days we have left. instead, let's really really treasure and hold on to what i have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some really special people to thank in no particular order of merit:&lt;br /&gt;jobel, sharyl, jerline, shiwee, rizwan, mardiana, ashida, heidi, fiona, jingping, benny, vincent, joshua (the sweet man), debbie, eleen, royston, and maybe pandga (i did it on purpose) la huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaah, for those in my class, i thank you for all the discussions and fun, and for the rest, i thank you for all the joy you've added to my life :DD esp sharyl jobel jerline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohfinally, end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116100695810413430?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116100695810413430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116100695810413430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116100695810413430' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116065334133162645</id><published>2006-10-12T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:35.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why listening must listen carefully? not READ AND LISTEN carefully? ): i listened! but never read. so how? tiao me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more later. too tired, no brainjuice left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116065334133162645?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116065334133162645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116065334133162645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116065334133162645' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116057015258583777</id><published>2006-10-11T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;crazy busdriver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no, this is not the title of my post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i shall not let him ruin my day. had helluva time today. shopping and finding a job (which didnt require much time). 99% of our time was spent to SHOP! the job was just a call away. paying well; going for interview tmr. i've never gone for any interview before actually, so im quite nervous. i need to act matured to get the job. i really need it. but it's okay if we dont get the job, we got so many standby! hahaha. we took prints too. it's so far the best i've ever taken :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerline bought 3 tops, me 1. i didnt bring enough money. WILL PAY HER AFTER I GET MY PAY. i sound super rich. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;srsly, i hate to feel poor. it's not as if i want to. so i better get this job. moneymoneymoney. GIVE ME THE MONEY! &amp; YES, i love dancing. dance like you've never danced before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116057015258583777?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116057015258583777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116057015258583777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116057015258583777' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116047190602586290</id><published>2006-10-10T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:35.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you made it sound so easy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116047190602586290?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116047190602586290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116047190602586290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116047190602586290' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116040827629582855</id><published>2006-10-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:35.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have stop : wish u happyness&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: thanks&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: why you so good to me&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: haha&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : cos i have a racists abuse b4&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i was a fool&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: oh. it's okay la. what racist. singapore is a communal country&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i was a fool who waited 4years for a girl&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i even waited 10hours under her voick deck even though i have fever&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i even lend her $600&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: -.-&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : but guess wat she say&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: what&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : she say she will not like me cos im a malay and she will nvr feel touch bout wat i did for her&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: then why care&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : she will oni like pure chinese, she go in relationship with my fren after knowing her for 2months&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: oh&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : haiz&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i was stupi&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: dont so emotional la&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : it broke my heart and i was depressed&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : sorry&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: it's okay&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : tats why i want ppl to be happy&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ok&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : can i ask u sumthing&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ya?&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : will u mind a malay bf&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: no&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : at least ur nice&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: haha. are you like.... really eager to get a gf&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : no lah&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : im looking&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i nw nvr socialise&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: oh&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i help my mum also at her bakery shop&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ok&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i lost all confiidence&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : once u fallen by tat kind of remark&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : can i call u&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ?&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : wats ur handphone no.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: er. i dont know you well.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: dont give so fast can&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: haha&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : haiz&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i get it all the time&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: too fast la&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i won't force u&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : dun give, dun give&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : haiz&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : nvr mind&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : guess im bothering u&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: no&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : go talk to ur future bf&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ok&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i won't bother u again&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: ?&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : can u block me&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : can u do it&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: why?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th: you didnt offend me&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : erm&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : cos i want u have a happy relationship&lt;br /&gt;i have stop : i dun want bother u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legend&lt;br /&gt;i have stop = male&lt;br /&gt;sometimes th = yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all content from chat log, typo errors not by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, what's with friendster messages, and emotional people these days. really got the guts i must say. how did i even know him? hur, that's a thought-provoking question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendster, the greatest invention to know someone you dont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116040827629582855?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116040827629582855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116040827629582855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116040827629582855' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116040748463318848</id><published>2006-10-09T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:34.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopaholic and baby &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one more day &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o school &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dye hair &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanning &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volleyball trng &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fox top &gt; cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE hat &gt; cant wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results, can wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116040748463318848?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116040748463318848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116040748463318848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116040748463318848' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116019557317838962</id><published>2006-10-07T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:34.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have so many things lined up after the exams. shopping, going abroad, massage, laughing, touching, watching movie, watching korean serials, downloading songs, listening to songs, slacking. ahh, the joy of post exams. lovely. absolutely lovely. whaa?? falefo france~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a closet K-Fan in case you're wondering. I just happen to like watching korean serials. especially those really really funny ones. the rest of the soppy i-love-you-but-i-cannot-love-you-but-i-still-try-and-love-you type of Korean Dramas are just boring. my mum's office staff always download the currently showing dramas in korea. singapore is plain slow. gong, my lovely samsoon and dachangjin were released eons ago. plus, i have already finished watching OTH3, and OTH is not even showing yet. srsly, what is wrong with mediacorp? grumps :Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont remind me about my results. but anyway, i swear buddy hoagies is my favourite hangout spot now. MEL! flex and study! :O off to get my FOX top now. (screams, pulls hair and runs around the dining table)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116019557317838962?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116019557317838962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116019557317838962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116019557317838962' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-116003354953317172</id><published>2006-10-05T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:34.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything's almost over. praying that my results will be good. i just wanna get the awards. awards just equate to $$! just give me the money! shopping! time is going so fast, it's almost xmas! another year has passed. need to save up for xmas presents for buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. i bought LuluCastagnette parfum yesterday :O and i dont know the thought of it just makes me ohsoEGGcited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-116003354953317172?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116003354953317172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/116003354953317172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116003354953317172' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115963281359502672</id><published>2006-10-01T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my seatmate, the prollest volleyballer who just got accepted by Singapore Sports School. who ah who? coughcoughSHARYLcoughcough. happy birthday lor. not say nobody have.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, sister in christ :D&lt;br /&gt;ohwell, mushy things cannot say on blog one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please dont action bedeh, im not envious of your.... toy &amp; even if your computer doesnt let you tag me, then too bad? no present? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i like study? PFFFTTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115963281359502672?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115963281359502672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115963281359502672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115963281359502672' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115901199836269763</id><published>2006-09-23T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;green ham and eggs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blogging because i feel like blogging and i want to blog. yesterday = oh happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. going to study now. the thought of EOY makes me shrivel up in guilt. i'm really gonna work hard. starting from now. (because i cant wind up the time? correction: helluva time). my life previously was study a bit a bit, sleeeeeeep, go out. now it's STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY STUDY x eruoqwyr :D(a word i invented to make me sound really clever. it means bloody-too-many-to-count times. in case you didnt notice, the :D is the SI unit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in love get lost and foolish &lt;br /&gt;People in love get scared and stupid &lt;br /&gt;People in love get special treatment &lt;br /&gt;People in love their hearts get eaten &lt;br /&gt;People in love get everything WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*interuption: i love this paragragh. points up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they're not lonely. They'll never be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me to fight it but they can bloody well just try it. I'll never be the same without you &amp; why should I be sane without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit (right after i published the post)&lt;br /&gt;oh hell, i love blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115901199836269763?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115901199836269763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115901199836269763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115901199836269763' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115574202140286211</id><published>2006-08-16T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:32.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i havent blogged in a while because im changing my address? ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i somehow lost the feeling of being crazy and crappy while blogging. and i can only do that with a new blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went to celebrate a brat's birthday. had much fun and cam-whored. oh you need proof? nah, show you another day. owell! next up, jerline's bday! i love surprises like "OH I REALLY DIDNT BUY YOUR PRESENT LEH?" OR "THE TIME WE SPENT TOGETHER IS A GIFT IN ITSELF". i love this phrase. it comes in handy when you've gone all broke. which it often happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just show you ONE picture. THANK ME. cuz im the only person who has the photos. jumps high in the sky. once again, happy birthday smelly! ;D ilubchewz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/24pxjde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;yay! we were having so much fun&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were having so much fun &amp; most importantly i love 16aug06. happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115574202140286211?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115574202140286211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115574202140286211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115574202140286211' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i7.tinypic.com/24pxjde_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115486286662344698</id><published>2006-08-06T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:31.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IM SO CAUGHT UP WITH IMVU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME ABOUT IT. and i will add you! ( then i will have credits! ) ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least something to look forward to when i come online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK! IT'S SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell, im not getting any better ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115486286662344698?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115486286662344698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115486286662344698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115486286662344698' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115476835965596716</id><published>2006-08-05T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:31.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i havent blogged for so long and i've done so many things! watched pirates of the caribbean, click and all. click was  -________- after everything, it was all only a dream. and i bought my bag. oooh! anyway i havent blogged for a long time cuz im comtemplating to change my blog add. bubbliholic was created when i was p4, in case you dont know ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd aug was fun. ate nydc's lasagne and then watched click at cine. i saw many nice clothings! i shall save up! not until someday's over. owell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for training today. felt so sick. woke up at 6 and i used up the whole tissue box. it was not until 645 that i could sleep. my nose is now quite swollen and my throats all painful. i went to see a doc. in case some people are doubtful about why i didnt go for training. i truly am sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;( or maybe just a certain someone )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i recover fast! 8 aug 8 aug! looking forward to 8 aug! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut hair? or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115476835965596716?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115476835965596716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115476835965596716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115476835965596716' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115416983343126139</id><published>2006-07-29T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:11:30.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been so long and i havent even caught pirates of the caribbean. So many nice shows, no time at all. The Lake House, Nacho Libre... DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE THE TIME, considering the fact that this whole week is jam-packed with so many common tests. wahliao, BRUDDER, why must you sleep when you were the one who asked me to watch with you? what kind of BRUDDER? sleep until you die la. for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming on wednesday. made some cute little friends. it started out with bursting their bubbOOs, then learning how to make a tornado in the pool and then catching in the bigger pool. had tonnes of fun. ;D but they made me look so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/21btyfq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 4px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 4px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 4px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 4px solid; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://i7.tinypic.com/21btyir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how mischievous&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still gotta save to buy the num "MENSUCK" (ahem, 2 meanings) shirt. i suck at saving, and my aim to save and buy so many things is so... forgotten. what watch, what bag, what bik. now i want shades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, my maid's really good at acting. i called home, number busy. so went home with my dad. we tried not to make any sound. but, when you open the door, surely there'll be some noise right. so the moment we went it, she was in my mum's room, fiddling with her clothes. so fake. she was like taking out my mum's skirt, looking at it, then nod her head and put back. what? she fashion designer ah, see whether the clothing fit my mum anot ah? maids these days.... aiiii (not love).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys like you are a dime in a dozen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115416983343126139?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115416983343126139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115416983343126139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115416983343126139' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i7.tinypic.com/21btyfq_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6380391.post-115383914217830798</id><published>2006-07-25T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:07:05.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at least God gives me someone to confide in. thank you &amp; i appreciate you* for that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been thinking of buying more books. the new louise bagshawe one and more jodi picoult ones. but all the common tests are so.. in the way. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell, match against junyuan and we were so crappy today. crappy not as in hilariously crappy, but crappy as in lousy crappy. didnt communicate, no teamwork, all the muscle aches. aiya, utterly disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im contemplating to dl the windows live messenger. in case it attracts all the spam and pop-ups and viruses. i hate those things. the moment you go to the toilet, you see some thousand pop-ups that you have to SLOWLY click the 'x', without clicking the advert. which leads to another pop-up. how irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke. rain money down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe all this is just something that might build me up, into someone stronger. God, my pillar of strength. why is it that you only turn to certain people when you have troubles? that's the one thing bad about me, and i hope to change that. im sorry to those that i've neglected. why is it that the people you hold close to in your heart, are usually the ones that disappoint you. why is it that people you hope confides in you, dont want to do so. that's life. the selfish way of life. anyway, learn social studies. it's better for you, to let you know that this world, is an obviously selfish world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you look in picture first? yourself. (eh wth, this is so random; but it adds to the fact that the world is selfish la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say, is im sorry. for the bad things i've done. i'm gonna amend for the mistakes i have made. and please give me a chance to. to the people i've neglected, to the people i run to only when i have trouble. and i hope you dont blame me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time everyone do some introspection. i admit, im not perfect. but i try to be. but people think i'm acting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, please do not think im emo (:O i am?). however i've put some thought before typing this. thank you, and live well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( hate is such a mean word )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6380391-115383914217830798?l=bubbliholic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115383914217830798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6380391/posts/default/115383914217830798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bubbliholic.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115383914217830798' title=''/><author><name>Rebeccaaa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
