<?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-6836530205834652285</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:37:31.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rebecca's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-8118336278191758078</id><published>2008-03-17T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:27:59.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Orphaned- 16march2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-8118336278191758078?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/8118336278191758078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=8118336278191758078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/8118336278191758078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/8118336278191758078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2008/03/orphaned-16march2007.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-1800186744079092104</id><published>2008-03-16T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T07:30:06.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a really long evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I've done the wrong thing again, or have i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it's too late to realise that I've no one to turn to-again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one to trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm back to pouring me out to some stupid screen that will not tell me what i should do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fergie&lt;/span&gt; so right in singing that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fairytales&lt;/span&gt; don't always  have a happy ending?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or is it simply just the infamous and unforgiving reality setting in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No doubt at times &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so tempted to say forget we ever happened, it's just this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; fallen crazily in love- like never before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot not have you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Screw my life, i do wanna trust you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it really so important that everyone has a say in my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not celebrity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-1800186744079092104?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/1800186744079092104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=1800186744079092104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/1800186744079092104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/1800186744079092104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-really-long-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-2163128879858523220</id><published>2007-12-28T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T08:37:12.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I really dont know if you'll still come here and i don't wanna bet on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;But since it's all over, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;has it never occured to you that the whole friday thing was just meant to piss you off, and nothing more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Well, i guess it did, but not the way i wanted it to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Plan backfired again then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I know you don't care, not anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I won't say i still love you but I don't want things to end so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Can we be like before we were together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It was just so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-2163128879858523220?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-7659658611076597140</id><published>2007-12-28T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T08:26:49.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm suppose to update 'bout Christmas eve. So, here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, actually i forgot what happened alr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok! i ended work early, so met up again with Diana and Mika.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to centre point.(blah blah blah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Kit yee and Wanning after that, then slacked at BK while we waited for Elin to end work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were carrying big bags of food, not forgetting my pair of expensive boots, so fortunately there were only 3 of us. Got a table for 4, the extra chair for my boots :) Had we met anyone else, my boots would have to sit on the floor man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elin came along, cab-ed down to her place and fetched Eleanor on the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then.. PREPARATION and BARBEQUE !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had fun eating 'WOOD'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(inside joke uh, sorry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Half way through dinner cum supper or whatever la, we suddenly decided to join the crowd and get stuck in the phone line jam. So, Eleanor and i whipped our phones out and started spamming. HAHA! and we got replies like 5 hours late la. BUCK UP MAN M1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also had the honour of savouring Uncle's German white wine:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mmm. SWEET man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HENG only 5 of us, the wine alr so little, more people means less wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dinner, Eleanor and i crap-ed 'bout volleyball, Kit yee, Elin and Wanning took turns to bathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S till all of us slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, guess that was Christmas eve 2007 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since i'm already here, i'll just blog 'bout today also :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't have work, but went back to Spinelli to pass the rest their Christmas presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was planning to go back to help the youths do the deco (I SWEAR.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the plan backfired in the end, cos Mr Ting said he wanted to go town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes i couldn't resist going. *sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i slacked in spin's till closing, waiting for john to end work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed down to Taka with him to get a present for his son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping with a man means, i see i like i buy lets go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. He decided on this Thomas remote controlled toy in less than 15 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's what i call a pro shopper man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(but of course with my help la)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then met Elin to pass her presents too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to spin's at hereen again :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had 'dinner' at BK. I almost died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caught a train home, something 'cute' happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-7659658611076597140?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/7659658611076597140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=7659658611076597140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7659658611076597140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7659658611076597140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-suppose-to-update-bout-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-8833753695413953374</id><published>2007-12-17T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:51:25.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ate a lot today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which is a good thing, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was attempt number 3 to leave home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm glad to say, success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I'm blogging from tpy now, which will be my home for at least the whole week(or until my clothes run out) (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's more, is that i have an entire room to myself and a maid to do my clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But anyways, work wasn't happening today la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walked into the store with 2 big bags and so rather obviously all the people in the store found out about my 'voyage'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being the only non-married one there, it was like school all over again man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You have to understand how your parents feel."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's all part of growing up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"They are still your parents."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like i do not know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give me a break can, with everything that's happening around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends, or should i say EX-friends telling me to keep away after 3 years of friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it's not as if I've done anything to even deserve that statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Others pretending things never happening when they obviously did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now, I've even lost my only place of refuge- the showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can so honestly say this with the vibes and exact meaning- LIFE SUCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And john? For goodness's sake, I'm not a young girl. though i know you're old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it's ok to talk to me about being GAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should just rewind back to yesterday. It'll brightened up my mood.&lt;br /&gt;SO.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When out with a few of the LKYs for shopping yesterday.(John, Jeremy, Joshua, Van.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cruised down from town to concourse then to ikea and back to town again in john tan's merc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Super got air(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were going round and round like the erp and gantry didn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The feeling rocks-so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so much fun, and i laughed too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, but we were shopping for 31st's enchante stuff, so didn't get anything for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so anticipating that night, it's gonna be really enchanted .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like magical, so i hope our ideas will materialize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah so we drove past town, reached this particular area, and i started screaming in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That'll be all then, i still have to post in the LKY's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i should just copy and paste la &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-8833753695413953374?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/8833753695413953374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=8833753695413953374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/8833753695413953374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/8833753695413953374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-ate-lot-today.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-6974997880720849711</id><published>2007-12-14T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:26:58.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forget. forgetting. forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems as though the shower is my only refuge now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like a reflection time- let the water run and wash away all the stupid things that happened throughout the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i'm still not feeling any better after that duper long bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling really depressed and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La dolce vita?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more like the emo life la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did closing with kyra today, wasn't bad at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However it seems that my auntie has gotten hooked up on setting me up with kyra man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My next week schedule sucks big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MONDAY- closing with kyra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TUESDAY-closing with kyra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WEDNESDAY-opening with kyra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After work, was suppose to me up with kuan for dinner together with Elin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But kuan went jamming instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Elin and i dined at pepper lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked around town aimlessly again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The both of us have been going out together since kit yee left for china- far too often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's starting to seem like we're lesbians la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm really drained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inside and outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got a big decision to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want this to take 3 whole years again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate how much i like you la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FORGET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-6974997880720849711?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6974997880720849711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=6974997880720849711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6974997880720849711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6974997880720849711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/forget-forgetting-forgotten.html' title='forget. forgetting. forgotten'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-6924495231235282583</id><published>2007-12-13T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T21:25:32.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just had a super long and HOT bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. After smelling of espresso and smoke for the whole day, that was truly refreshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having worked for such a long time, i can finally say that today was my most satisfying day at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though i had extreme mood swings, which got the attention of everyone there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worked in the morning with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kyra&lt;/span&gt;, i was dreading it the whole of last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turned out it wasn't that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, its all thanks to her who 'forced' me to do a good job at the cash register, that i found the day fulfilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then again, i have to say, I'm not anticipating closing with her tomorrow. In fact, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beginning&lt;/span&gt; to feel all uneasy again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well, we shall see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Then, there was this stupid talk bout me gg to hbf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SO, my mood went down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;it wasn't all because of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;i suddenly thought of someone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;My mood went down ALL the way man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;it was really difficult to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;After work met kuan for dinner at amk hub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mood went up slightly again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ran into daniel, kim siong and gary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-6924495231235282583?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6924495231235282583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=6924495231235282583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6924495231235282583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6924495231235282583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-had-super-long-and-hot-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-7958392402539612526</id><published>2007-12-12T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T07:50:05.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's just so mush i wanna pour out, bu this is just not the right place and I'm really worn out. Physically and emotionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met up with Elin after work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then met up with my "bludder".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally said a few words to kuanwee, tjy, rina, Jaslyn and fu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PHEW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elin was missing in action half way, so i walked round with my "bludder".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went into herene. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shan't elaborate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm disappointed enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why does this always have to happen to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am i really that easy to play on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swore that it would never happen to me again after dennis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it just did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just blame it on my stupidity la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It couldn't have meant anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"huh? you mean i did that? oh i'm sorry, it was more of an accident than anything else. I hope i didn't give you the wrong impression."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then again how can anyone be so nonchalant about such things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You did it, then you did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You made me fall so deeply and now you're pretending sh*t took place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FINE. At least now i know my stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you can have any girls you want, i know i don't even stand a chance to be in line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, what am i to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Part of me wants you out of my life, but the other part just cannot let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like you for who you are, not what you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-7958392402539612526?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/7958392402539612526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=7958392402539612526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7958392402539612526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7958392402539612526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-just-so-mush-i-wanna-pour-out-bu.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-2137359839360715290</id><published>2007-12-11T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T07:57:58.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too deep to back out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I should have known, it was stupidity on my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You're just dennis all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Or are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't have to work today, so met elin, jas and jiawen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outing today was bad, elin and i fell into depression half way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess mine was worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hate this feeling la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;elin was right, right from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALL *** guys are the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-2137359839360715290?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/2137359839360715290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=2137359839360715290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2137359839360715290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2137359839360715290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-deep-to-back-out.html' title='too deep to back out'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-6001567486516893359</id><published>2007-12-10T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T20:43:19.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm totally fuming right now la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg. of all the days! they have to wash the water tanks today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like go to hell la !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need to go out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need to bathe !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-6001567486516893359?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6001567486516893359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=6001567486516893359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6001567486516893359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6001567486516893359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/aaahhhhhhhhhhh-im-totally-fuming-right.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-6459643286609614426</id><published>2007-12-08T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T05:33:42.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remembered it was your birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In fact, I've been counting down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So happy belated birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you're disgusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SORRY LAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-6459643286609614426?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6459643286609614426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=6459643286609614426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6459643286609614426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6459643286609614426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-remembered-it-was-your-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-2760315316230845311</id><published>2007-12-05T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:02:02.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've gotta stop dreaming man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz nothings working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life sucks at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My job stinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i guess even cupid has deserted me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needs no explanation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the infamous reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say you have a worst off life than me, i'll galdly give you 50% of my pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-2760315316230845311?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/2760315316230845311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=2760315316230845311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2760315316230845311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2760315316230845311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/ive-gotta-stop-dreaming-man.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-8301952017196730008</id><published>2007-12-04T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T04:21:05.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess i'm love sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg. was really miserable today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was at suntec, ran into yingxiu and gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M SAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DOES ANYONE CARE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-8301952017196730008?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/8301952017196730008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=8301952017196730008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/8301952017196730008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/8301952017196730008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-im-love-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-7439975869729506264</id><published>2007-12-03T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T06:55:22.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopelessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Have been fantasizing a little too much since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'll say i hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not, but i know deep down inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;deep down inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; wishing its real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;deep down inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; wanting 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt; to be again and never end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;deep down inside i pray you really feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And then, deep down inside i ask that you never see this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; serious this time, or isn't this what i say all the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But the more i pry, the more i find you a stranger to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sigh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; gotta stop building castles that will never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You're just so much larger than life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-7439975869729506264?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/7439975869729506264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=7439975869729506264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7439975869729506264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7439975869729506264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/12/hopelessness.html' title='hopelessness'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-9171808028618499015</id><published>2007-11-30T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:06:08.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm worn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work was fine today, i laughed a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went down to town after my stupid unpaid OT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Elin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wanning&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snacked at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;spin's&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;elin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nazri&lt;/span&gt;. Was elated la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missed him super much, working with him is so much more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Gusti after his work ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had supper at S11,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gusti had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;porridge&lt;/span&gt; with hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm shagged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAWN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-9171808028618499015?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/9171808028618499015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=9171808028618499015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/9171808028618499015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/9171808028618499015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-7674619420033893162</id><published>2007-11-26T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:18:39.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why am i feeling so disappointed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no. I'm just feeling bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I slept 3 times yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dentist call to cancel my appointment and i was already on the way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up at 7.45AM la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on la. I won't have the luxury of sleeping in late when i start work. And yet still I'm a victim of such lousy pranks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GREAT. my dark eye circles are so coming back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm starting work tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spinelli&lt;/span&gt; is my element, but shouldn't i already be comfortable there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no. I'm apprehensive. I don't really wanna work there,  or do i ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nazri&lt;/span&gt;, where have all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt; faces gone to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will there still be anyone left to cover my mistakes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This feeling sucks and its gonna spoil my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-7674619420033893162?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/7674619420033893162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=7674619420033893162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7674619420033893162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7674619420033893162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-am-i-feeling-so-disappointed-no.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-7641072018797180838</id><published>2007-11-25T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T06:31:31.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>enchanted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched enchanted today. Intended to watch on Thursday after prom but somehow it got thrown off the programme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this movie was late, but well what can i say? The movie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. enchanting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the movie, we went over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hereen&lt;/span&gt; to snoop! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. i was the only one snooping around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO... AHA! spotted Dennis at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mooks&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SJ talked to him while  i stood at the side flipping my slippers with my toes. Then S*HIT! my slippers flew. Like crap la. SJ saw it, don't know if Dennis did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Dennis told SJ that he was 'sian'. And i totally understand why la. His partner for today was oversized. HAAHAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;*sigh. actually fat and ugly teeth do go together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-7641072018797180838?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/7641072018797180838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=7641072018797180838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7641072018797180838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/7641072018797180838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/enchanted.html' title='enchanted.'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-2078181520246779070</id><published>2007-11-24T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T05:18:00.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really don't like attending those ' So what are you doing now' parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, todays wasn't one of those. But still had had to answer that stupid question more than many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Ethan's 2nd birthday, Edwin and Soo held a party at Rebecca Rd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea why i dreaded going there, but ultimately i guess i'll have to rate the party 6/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus another additional 2 points because DESMOND was there haha. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nadia was there too but i don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And also john wore a little miss t-shirt there. HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So 8/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desmond was so hot, so hot. I totally went gaga went he walked into the hall. I mean who wouldn't. Vernon even came up with this silly plan for me to take a video with his son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok- not his son. his wife's son. I still cannot understand why he would want to look after another man's son. And marry a women whos been married and divorced so many times. OH DESMOND, MARRY ME INSTEAD?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went with Kityee to plaza singapura at noon to change she blouse. Saw this nice outfit, will geddit when i get my pay ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-2078181520246779070?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/2078181520246779070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=2078181520246779070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2078181520246779070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2078181520246779070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-really-dont-like-attending-those-so.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-369350447385008915</id><published>2007-11-23T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:15:23.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spectacular NOT! Prom was really filled with those little unnoticeable happy moments, not so happy moments and of coz the over exaggerated' UGH!' moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't really wanna forget this day that soon, don't wanna miss any details,so i'm gonna start from the moment i stepped out of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANKS to kityee and her countless lobangs, we got our makeover done at supercuts at a super good price plus a 10% discount. KITYEE ROCKS TOO. Actually i tink the stylist Daniel not bad looking haha. After having done over makeup and all that stuff i got hungry grr.. so we had hotdogs and then my lipstick got digested together with the food :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cab-ed down to the other end of Singapore to Conrad. Guess we reached there early coz we waited like an hour before going into the ballroom. During that time i kinda got a mini depression, felt really down after i saw him. How on earth could i have liked someone like him? YES. you wanna know my answer? its yes i did. (i know you wont even read my blog so santa cares.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the same time i was also msg-ing Mark. OH! talking 'bout that, Gusti called me after i told him i thought Lloyd is hot. I&lt;br /&gt;got SUPER high after he told me Lloyd actually lives behind him and they go running on Tuesdays:DD AND he said i could come along too! I'm a bit*h.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then we went in the ballroom, and i was STILL text-ing mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i sat next to Linus. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honestly, i think the food cannot make it. Especially the fried rice, sigh.. seventy five dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the 'UHG!' part man. Prom king and queen nominees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like F*ck la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Linus got nominated, and its a good thing really. The terrible, horrendous, disturbing and scary (i can totally go on coz on my vocab rocks) thing was his partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like F*ck man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean don't ask me whats wrong. EVERYTHING IS WORNG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shes terrible, horrendous, disturbing and scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to explain that the grapes weren't sour. ok maybe i was a bit jealous. She held his hands and they danced!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't mind if it were any other girl. REALLY. Why couldn't it have been Jaslyn instead? SHE'S HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now i know why the emcee is an emcee. His match making skill sucks. SUCKS! He should have just taken MC on that day la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I REALLY DON'T LIKE HER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how dare she goes on and on 'bout how hot Linus is.. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then again, both of them didn't win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The night went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dinner the discotheque lights came on. After some warming up all of us got super high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REBECCA WAS IN DA' HOUSE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Danced like crazy till 'bout 1am. Were one of the last few to leave the hotel. Jiayi went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had no curfew that night, so we(ME, ELIN, KITYEE) literally wandered on the streets. Decided to sit at the bus stop outside sentec convention hall, talked till 2plus and i felt hungry again :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walked to seven-eleven and had cup noodles. Shared a cab home with kityee, was really worn out by the time i reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a super hard time undoing the damn hair la. Dropped dead after a quick shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PHEW. All that i've been waiting for since thirteen.. over in just hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to reality then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-369350447385008915?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/369350447385008915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=369350447385008915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/369350447385008915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/369350447385008915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/prom.html' title='prom!'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-955590137209686418</id><published>2007-11-18T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:42:38.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was a day spent well (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to din tai feng for lunch and my bother said smthing really funny la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"WAH! ask me to dress up just to bring me to some stupid chinese restaurant"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But really, the food wasn't like excellent or anything though i enjoyed the zhi ma bao. Headed down to marina square after lunch with my sponser to get my prom dress. Tried alot of other clothes(i don't like to try clothings) and eventually went back to Dorothy Perkins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got exactly the one i wanted :) was really pleased although i didn't get to buy the topshop earrings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My legs hurt and ached like sh*t by the time i reached my grandmother's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My auntie also threw in a swarovski neckless, a pair of earring and shoes. So i didn't have to spend a single cent on acessories at all :) i know i rock haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i'm all ready for prom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-955590137209686418?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/955590137209686418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=955590137209686418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/955590137209686418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/955590137209686418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday.html' title='SUNDAY!'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-3712470959420759375</id><published>2007-11-18T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T22:19:19.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess i'm gonna be home for the whole day, so might as was use the time to blog. My mothers still not really talking to me and its just me-and-her- home-alone. gosh its terrible la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still yesterday and friday was really fun cos.. i was NOT at home-alone-with-her! ok. This is dumb and doesn't make sense la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO, anyways. I went swimming with JEREMY LEE SWEE HOCK on friday and it was the worst swimming experience la. My twit of a brother suggested we went to taopayoh's swimming complex and it was bloody, and i mean &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; pathetic. The first thing that greeted me as i passed the gates was ' CLEANING IN PROGRESS'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like what the hell man, the oylmpic pool was totally out of use that morning. That was only &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;piss#1&lt;/span&gt;. So i had to swim in the stupid training pool. Piss#2, the pool's water tasted salty la. And that really sucked la i'll bet all those uncles pee in there lor. Piss#3 is actully quite funny la. Half an hour later, two unhot aunties SASHAYED down to the pool in unhot bikinies. one even had a scarf round her waist la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So then they came into the water and auntie number one wanted to start swimming from directly opposite me la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like f*ck? stupid meh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos the width of the pool was really short, so if she started swimming opposite me we're gonna bloody hell langga each other la. I stared at her thru my goggles and my goggles are transparent so i'll bet she saw me doing that. after that she moved away. HAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's auntie numer two, and she's even funnier la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each time she finishes one round of the width she starts touching the boobs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(hers are really big man). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's duper duper hilarious la, she uses her hands and cups her breast, actually i also dunno what the hell she trying to do la, the uncles there also like not damn interested lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much for what happened at the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to swensens for dinner to put back all the calories i lost in the moring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I caught Randy smiling to the waitress man haha. We made a super big thing out of it la. That night was really fun la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-3712470959420759375?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/3712470959420759375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=3712470959420759375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/3712470959420759375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/3712470959420759375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-3799223040384941751</id><published>2007-11-14T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:57:52.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of the gingerbread cookies :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvdNguWRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/e88hKKTpmXY/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132678010464262418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvdNguWRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/e88hKKTpmXY/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Ohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvKdguWMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/teu9CBB2K9g/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677688341715138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvKdguWMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/teu9CBB2K9g/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvLdguWNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oWEWyOxMSWM/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677705521584338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvLdguWNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oWEWyOxMSWM/s320/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvLtguWOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MwvWTLp0fow/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677709816551650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvLtguWOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/MwvWTLp0fow/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I like this one:D its really delicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvMtguWPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bNTDJWSP5nw/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677726996420850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvMtguWPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bNTDJWSP5nw/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvO9guWQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bvAGNsfYmiQ/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677765651126530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvO9guWQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bvAGNsfYmiQ/s320/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/Rzruv9guWHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GsMQhvcDwUY/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677233075181682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/Rzruv9guWHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GsMQhvcDwUY/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzruwNguWII/AAAAAAAAAEM/W7P3gdfVv5k/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677237370148994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzruwNguWII/AAAAAAAAAEM/W7P3gdfVv5k/s320/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzruydguWJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d82aLEowheQ/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677276024854674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzruydguWJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d82aLEowheQ/s320/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; This one is... extra icing :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/Rzruz9guWKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bRYp6J8QSC0/s1600-h/DSC00484.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677301794658466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/Rzruz9guWKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bRYp6J8QSC0/s320/DSC00484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; GINGY from shrek. haha his neck is really broken la thats why i had to use so much icing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/Rzru0NguWLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hQnTH41Ezck/s1600-h/DSC00485.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132677306089625778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/Rzru0NguWLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hQnTH41Ezck/s320/DSC00485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; FROSTY the snowman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-3799223040384941751?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/3799223040384941751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=3799223040384941751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/3799223040384941751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/3799223040384941751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-of-gingerbread-cookies-d-ohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzrvdNguWRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/e88hKKTpmXY/s72-c/DSC00495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-1377563847970668161</id><published>2007-11-13T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:42:54.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GINGERBREAD MAN! (and women and snowman)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;It's only 1 week into the hols and i feel lifeless already. gosh. And its not like i have nothing to do, but oh well shopping without money is as good as that. Prom is exactly a week away AND i haven't got anything at all so guess im really gonna be BLOODY casual on the 22nd. UGH this sucks la, besides the stupid tann marks are really horible. Okay they're not tann marks they look more like i got whipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Anyways, im making gingerbread people, just finished molding them so i decide to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*sigh staying at home sucks la. I cannot get Gusti out of my head man. DIE i feel the huaci sickness coming again. Like crap. I really really want him to go for youth camp la. Although shuhuis going, i'll still be super 'outside'. okay maybe i deserve it la. I should have constantly been in touch with the rest. I mean they are a cool bunch what. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-1377563847970668161?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/1377563847970668161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=1377563847970668161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/1377563847970668161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/1377563847970668161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/gingerbread-man-and-women-and-snowman.html' title='GINGERBREAD MAN! (and women and snowman)'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-2392550667625728047</id><published>2007-11-08T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:42:31.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130700787919634786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzPpLtjEQWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ateOdkyGPxQ/s200/PICT1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130700792214602098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzPpL9jEQXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/28Z9AfrV4iI/s200/PICT1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzPpMNjEQYI/AAAAAAAAADE/d581PE9vDYA/s1600-h/PICT1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130700796509569410" style="DISPLAY: block; 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But anyways i'm just glad the Os are over, like finally man i've been waiting 5 years. And then true freedom- from books but not my parents, guess i'll just have to wait another 5 years then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Was already savouring my freedom on tuesday. Went to kbox, i've waited super long just to hold the mikes there again la(i sound super despo). So we went to the one at cine- meet cecilia and gang. It was really funny la MUTHU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then we went to num, again, but this time purely to get jiayi's present. The first 15mins in the shop was ok UNTILL Mr ni yao ma came in. Like god la, guess i over reacted but i totally freaked out la. I mean theres no denying that i dreamt of him the night before and it just feels so much like reality(and i dreamt of him last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;again crap la).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After that we went in a few more times and i can only say.....&lt;/span&gt; BLUE CONTACTS&lt;/span&gt; rocks ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The whole time we were in town we were training too, training for prom. i know this is really stupid but the four of us were limping throughout town in super duper high heels. ok maybe not all four of us kityee was doing really fine, jiayi's wasn't that high, so elin and i almost died there. And i got a super big blister. augh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went to the beach yesterday, all of us were expecting so much but then all the more dissapointment we got, it was all down to only kit, jas, jiayi and me. Siloso was terrible yesterday, baking in the sun, i thought i would never see clear skies again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The beach was filled with OBC&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(over baked cookies) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Super super what the hell. and as if their presence wasn't bad enough they kept snapping away at girls tanning la . Turn off big time man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WORST. This OBC came up the me and said " sister take photo" at first i thought he wanted me to help them take a group picture. Then when i stood up he passed the cam to his friends. like augh! la. So i said no . Like crazy meh . What the hell even possesed him to have such guts to come ask me that la. CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SO many things happened, so we left the place earlier than planned. But im still burnt like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My shoulders are super burnt. Couldn't sleep well last night. I DON'T WANNA PEEL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X4l4AwqzRpw/RzPlStjEQGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PYPx_M-fEM4/s1600-h/PICT1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-1879633855984957962?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/1879633855984957962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=1879633855984957962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/1879633855984957962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/1879633855984957962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/11/tian-hei-hei.html' title='TIAN HEI HEI..'/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-6386071431725188541</id><published>2007-09-21T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:07:35.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Lunched with someone yesterday. Wasn't as exciting as i expected, hes not really my cup of tea thats why. Watched UNDERDOG after that, it was super impromtu and i was almost making my way home already. 2 minutes before the movie began eric walked in with his girlfriend- double GOSH la. but he didn't see me, guess i wasn't as eye catching as compared to the bunch of uncivilized YCK goons seated next to us. They were literally climbing out of their seats la and the entire row of seats kept shaking as though tsunami 2007 was next door. I'm really not trying to be critical but put the YCK students next to monkeys and the monkeys would looks like they're dressed in suits and ties. Why even bother to pay $7.50 to come into the cinema? Just go the the bloody monkey bars la. Its bloody free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Had dinner at CHARCOALs in the evening. The ambience was not too bad but was a little bright though. The food was also passable but the entire meal seemed to made of acid. Soursop, lemonade, orange, strawberries, raspberries, bluberries! Its a good thing my gastric didn't act up this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Talking about good food and good life.. woke up early this morning and left for DIM SUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Sadly i didn't get to eat much, must be the food yeaterday not digested yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My sister going to the library to study. I honestsy don't care if she lying but there's a high probability that the guys are going there today too. oh well ' got circle no shit ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;After breakfast went to toapayo hub. There was this health thing but that not the point la im not really the health kind of person. BUT david was there! He looked bloody hot la .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-6386071431725188541?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/6386071431725188541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=6386071431725188541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6386071431725188541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/6386071431725188541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/09/lunched-with-someone-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-3062889780273309098</id><published>2007-09-12T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:41:26.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Nothing beats knowing the fact that theres still hope for grad night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Now that i'll get to go, I pity you and i think you're utterly pathetic. But do i forgive you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Whatever i've got more pressing matters to worry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Why can't you see that i'm not lying this time? Not that i ever lied to you nor did i ever have that intention. I know 'sorry' cannot do wonders, but i've already said it. Once bitten twice shy - I know. But whats past is past cant you just let it go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-3062889780273309098?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/3062889780273309098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=3062889780273309098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/3062889780273309098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/3062889780273309098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/09/nothing-beats-knowing-fact-that-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6836530205834652285.post-2321511256216715352</id><published>2007-09-06T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:40:36.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today is wonderful day :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i really dont wish to stain my new blog with impurities like 'X'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but everytime someone talks abt prom my sanity just fades away so naturally, i lose my cool,my blood boils and i get into a total vulgarity fitt -and its not like anyone is making an effort to stop mentioning 22nd november ( but i dont really mind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The whole universe probably have their toes sniggering behind my back la, i was SUPPOSE to be on of the firsts sign up for prom when no one else even gave a hoot abt it. And now the whole world is going and we're not. So i guess you must be really really happy then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Did you really think that little bit of 'information' you carried to them would have gotten you amongst their ranks? Then i think your brain is lousier than your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And after everything, even a retard would be that least apologetic or are you telling you're a new breed of retards? so stupid that calling you a retard would be an utter insult to those who are really retarted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And if i really miss prom, i swear no matter what you do, you'll never get me to forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GTH will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6836530205834652285-2321511256216715352?l=acryliclemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/feeds/2321511256216715352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6836530205834652285&amp;postID=2321511256216715352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2321511256216715352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6836530205834652285/posts/default/2321511256216715352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://acryliclemon.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-is-wonderful-day-and-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>bitterlime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17921673291642442958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
