<?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-5164947019958552512</id><updated>2011-09-02T05:01:09.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-226464394640205347</id><published>2010-12-05T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T08:56:10.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IMMA BLOGGING VIA MY PHONE IN BED NOW BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHY BUT MY WORDS REFUSE TO UNCAP ITSELF! T.T BUT MIGHT AS WELL, IDK IF IMMA UPSET OR ANGRY BUT I DONT LIKE CALVIN TO BE IN FIELD CAMP, IT ANNOYS ME WHEN I HAVE THINGS I WANT TO TELL HIM BUT CANNOT REACH HIM BECAUSE HE IS BATTLING WITH ALL THE WILD BOARS IN THE JUNGLE WHILE HAVING TO DROWN IN HIS SHELLSCRAPE IF IT RAINS AND STAYING ALERT IN ORDER TO NOT GET HIS STUFF STOLEN AND IN TURN GETTING CONFINEMENT. ON TOP OF THAT ALL, I AM INSANELY PARANIOD THAT HIS LUNGS WILL COLLASPE LIKE WHAT MIGHT/WILL/GONNA HAPPEN TO HIS ARMY FRIEND DUE TO THE STUPID HEAT RASH AND DIE. OKKKK EXAGGERATING A LITTLE BUTTT THATS BESIDE THE POINT! OF THAT WHOLE JUNK I'VE TYPED, I KINDA REALISED IMMA JUST WORRIED AND I MISS HIM LIKE NOBODY'S BUSINESS. OKAY SOMEONE SAVE ME. !): &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-226464394640205347?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/226464394640205347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/226464394640205347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/12/imma-blogging-via-my-phone-in-bed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3084238222617059158</id><published>2010-07-29T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:55:20.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good evening world! One good month has passed by so far, and I just came back here to this space to jot down and acknowledge some moments in my life, where I can look back in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone awesome at work is leaving, and its all newbies these days. Honestly, kills all the fun there is to it. Garfield's and Adrain's official last day today. After tmr, Aaron and ben will be gone. Next month, Abby &amp;amp; Tania will be going. -.- Why is everyone leavinggggg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, life's pretty good though work pretty much sucks and routined. Just came back from a little trip in Pattaya &amp;amp; Bangkok few days back and it was laidback, sweet and mostly awesome with the right company. I havent got any pictures though. I'd like to go again, with the same group of awesome people, because everyone feels like family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sedated with life's goodness once more. I only need my awesome baby's hugs hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3084238222617059158?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3084238222617059158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3084238222617059158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-evening-world-one-good-month-has.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5058092099460067165</id><published>2010-06-29T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:28:31.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all, almost forgot the existance of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been treating me good, pretty much. I've stopped bumming around and started work. For 3 months plus now. I know right. Rawrrrrrrrrr need a breakkkkkkk! Gg to pattaya with baby awesome and gang next month though! Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes really fast. Its almost a year now that we started out, and those were like poly days. Ever since work started, poly days sounds so... poly. And distant. Cant believe we started out so soon, thought I would be bumming around and wasting my parents' money till god knows when. Youre gg to army soon, and I have no freaking idea how imma gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, on a happier note. Met my babies to celebrate pauline's birthday the other night. Most of us went home tipsy drunk. Lol. Was good fun and i fell in love with apricot brandy. I always have the most spacstic photos. If not i have a orgasm face, if not I have a stone face, if not I have a ghost face. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been meeting nana lesser now since we both have work and responsibilities. I miss you, you are such a busy nurse! On the other hand, caught up with sissy a couple of times and realised how long we havent met each other. Happy for her over John, among many other things. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why, but this song (Breathless) has been stuck in my head for the whole evening now. Kkk, I actually have shit loads of peektures to post but if you know me, you will know how lazy I get. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, my mom has been pestering my brother and I for a fb a/c. I asked her why and she said she want to be hip like the rest of her friends who have fb and can play games ( The only game she know how to play is mahjong). -.- Fml maximum if she EVER has fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr. Again. Kthksbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. The song is still stuck in my head. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5058092099460067165?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5058092099460067165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5058092099460067165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-all-almost-forgot-existance-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-885003318999609947</id><published>2010-03-02T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:25:56.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be strong, for yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S41xylzTTxI/AAAAAAAAEQY/zVVJMvOQmGc/s1600-h/30012010347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444132638515482386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S41xylzTTxI/AAAAAAAAEQY/zVVJMvOQmGc/s200/30012010347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a difficult time for you, but I just want you to know that imma here for you. Dont coop yourself at home, go out and get some fresh air already. Sucks balls to see you like that really. Having known you for so long and being the strong girl you are, imma totally clueless what I can do to help you feel better cause imma always the weaker one of us two. Totally want this transit period to pass, nowwww. &lt;strong&gt;I love you xoxo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-885003318999609947?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/885003318999609947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/885003318999609947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-i-know-this-is-difficult-time-for.html' title='Be strong, for yourself'/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S41xylzTTxI/AAAAAAAAEQY/zVVJMvOQmGc/s72-c/30012010347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5673690850361687048</id><published>2010-02-27T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T08:37:46.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because you are so important, nothing seems good enough anymore. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5673690850361687048?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5673690850361687048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5673690850361687048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/02/because-you-are-so-important-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1871467100454915710</id><published>2010-02-27T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T10:29:30.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42J1WjCrjI/AAAAAAAAEQg/HVDZSa9vlxQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444159074239426098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42J1WjCrjI/AAAAAAAAEQg/HVDZSa9vlxQ/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its always weird like this, I never thought we would work out. I did not even think that we would be where we are today. But I fell for this boy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444160691033531282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42LTdky45I/AAAAAAAAEQo/zi-DKROiv3c/s200/My+silly+lover+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; 1. Who skipped school with me cause I was too lazy and doing absolutely nothing is everything to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444162838375080866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42NQdC6o6I/AAAAAAAAEQw/eB_MbCRP764/s200/Thailand+plus+claire+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Who took care of everything and anything when we were in Thailand, from carrying my shopping bags to bargaining prices to finding our way back to the hotel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444164864878259426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42PGaW7LOI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/fD2P_mqiPPQ/s200/18350_1081965626413_1744501069_159156_8184257_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3. Who will give everything he has just to see me smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444167484690793394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42Re566A7I/AAAAAAAAERA/tEGjCZ_mfS0/s200/17012010210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;4. Who made sure everything goes right for me, asking everyone he knew to take care of me when he’s not around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444169093163291970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42S8h8olUI/AAAAAAAAERI/NgZbAujGIoE/s200/18350_1081982506835_1744501069_159287_6525729_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;5. Who was always there to cheer me up and make me laugh when I cry. (Refer to 3.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444172373793911634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42V7fP7M1I/AAAAAAAAERQ/DbyneM7-v4A/s200/20233_105750436108441_100000204558702_147206_5234038_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;6. Who made sure I was safe wherever I was. (Refer to 4.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444173720647068098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42XJ4qvacI/AAAAAAAAERY/yinXGeT6aTE/s200/12022010361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;7. Who never fails to amuse me in his little ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444812049445750498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S4_btgv7BuI/AAAAAAAAERg/a2DcBrPCliw/s200/24012010231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;8. Who would never scold nor blame me for anything I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444820654526894066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S4_jiZLJD_I/AAAAAAAAERo/ZfxNwTNPK6A/s200/18122009053.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;9. Who ate all the cupcakes he could even though they taste horrible, just cause I baked them. (Refer to 3.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444825740765638562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S4_oKc49L6I/AAAAAAAAERw/G0vmYBxzqsA/s200/My+silly+lover+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;10. Who will always make the effort to text me first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444837244858356338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S4_yoE-ZUnI/AAAAAAAAER4/0YdUf2dnKhE/s200/My+silly+lover+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;11. Who pats me to sleep each time he can, no matter how problematic I can get sometimes, and how much of a headache I bring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444841509585546450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S4_2gUUl7NI/AAAAAAAAESA/D_3ahSj8Vow/s200/19250_1069777921728_1744501069_135220_3001566_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;12. Who I am so dependent on now idk what to do when you enlist for army. (All of the above, and more) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444842334254676226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S4_3QUdCOQI/AAAAAAAAESI/bAITnwGpA3w/s200/6335_144083389198_663649198_3361692_4643654_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; For wrestling me in bed, and letting me win even though I play cheat all the time; for making a trip down to the club cause I was drunk, just to make sure I was gonna be home safe; for giving me assurance everything's gonna be alright. For all the little details in life that he sees and takes care of, I thank him. Baby, I love you, and I think I finally got this right. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1871467100454915710?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1871467100454915710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1871467100454915710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/02/xoxo.html' title='xoxo'/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/S42J1WjCrjI/AAAAAAAAEQg/HVDZSa9vlxQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8251445927921476572</id><published>2010-01-21T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:19:14.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is currently 9.50am now in school and my class barely made 2teams. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyhowwwww, fyp assessment tmrrrr omgggg kill me! Need to die kkk bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8251445927921476572?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8251445927921476572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8251445927921476572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-is-currently-9.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2828054979953625706</id><published>2009-12-31T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:55:16.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010, I'm not scared of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;New year new start baby! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okkk, its already 4.54am gotta get ready for KL now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shall fix this shit when imma backkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2828054979953625706?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2828054979953625706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2828054979953625706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-im-not-scared-of-you.html' title='2010, I&apos;m not scared of you.'/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2735945721752165207</id><published>2009-12-07T06:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:11:08.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sx0oEzqQZmI/AAAAAAAAEPc/ku_sNX1jH7g/s1600-h/Thailand+plus+claire+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412526390221235810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sx0oEzqQZmI/AAAAAAAAEPc/ku_sNX1jH7g/s200/Thailand+plus+claire+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are points in my life I feel lost and unsafe, moments of truth I need to face and it’s always so scary when fear engulfs. There are times I feel anger and disappointment, times I am just so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though these emotions never go away, I feel like a braver person when I face them. Not because I’ve grown stronger, nor because I’m less scared now. Braver cause you are with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, just like any other (cute) boy, plays basketball and watch retarded boy cartoons (bfs). You probably stood out cause you were vain like mad (top priority hahaha), funny and had your hair as an advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, once I began to know you it was like drugs, only better. We’ve been together for some time now, yet it feels like first day all over again each time you hold me close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to laze in bed with you best, talking about things and laughing it off, making fun of you and tickling you when I feel like it (all the time!) and you are always so willing to let me bully. But the best still has gotta be waking up beside you, then gazing at your sleeping face (then starting to wake you up and asking stupid questions… IMAGE! Hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for being a tyrant each time I sleep, sorry for the tantrums I throw each time I don’t get my way and my never ending list of cravings especially when the television commercials are on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I had a tom yam craze right after we came back from Thailand. Then, you were coughing like mad, blood and all. Yet, just cause I wanted to, you made sure I got it. Always spoilt, yet you always give in, just to make me happy just like you eating the ring pop I gave you now just cause it makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for knowing and understanding me so well, knowing my every move and thoughts even before I could do/ say it. It’s still pretty weird honestly, having someone to agree with all my thoughts and feelings. Thoughts and feelings that I don’t dare to voice out sometimes with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I’ve gotten used to about you, too many to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, catching me before I fall each time (for real)&lt;br /&gt;You, eating a mountain of rice&lt;br /&gt;You, waking up no matter how tired just to make sure I am fed&lt;br /&gt;You, patting me to sleep every time imma sleeping with you no matter how tired you are, making sure that I fall asleep before you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412527067679514370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sx0osPY5XwI/AAAAAAAAEPk/kr8HWlg0EoM/s200/Thailand+plus+claire+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You, just being you, thank you. You are part of my habit and comfort zone now. So, before time washes these details away, I want to note them down and remember them cause they mean the world to me. I love you baby boy xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2735945721752165207?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2735945721752165207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2735945721752165207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-are-points-in-my-life-i-feel-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sx0oEzqQZmI/AAAAAAAAEPc/ku_sNX1jH7g/s72-c/Thailand+plus+claire+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3803285927717818593</id><published>2009-11-19T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:43:07.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skipped school today yet again, after bbb and I promised each other that we will not. Arghhh, really really should stop. Anywayyyy, going to Thailand next week alr! ;) Eggggggcited! Later gonna google what we're gonna do there, cause I have possibly zero idea 'cept shopping and eating like a pig? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbb's first match is tmrrr, so gonna go down &amp;amp; show some love. Nana's gonna come down with me too. Yay to my favourite girl I love you big time! ;DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent blogged about Gentings yet. It was pretty fun, though we didnt manage to do anything much. But having bbb around with my brother, favourite cousins and Janet was the sex. Kinda happy they got along so well. ;) Still remember every single detail of the hotel hooha which scared the shit out of me, and freezing our asses out there 3am in the morning walking around aimlessly. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, life kinda revolves around fyp and school, bbb and a handful of others. Kinda like my small circle now, damn tired of drama though I miss the fun sometimes. Still, I think I can make do without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkk, so bbb just went to bed. He's so adorable, said bye but dont want to go offline at least 10 times, before going to bed. Awwwwww. He is so sweet most (Note I say most) of the time he makes me a very happy girl. ;) Hope everything stays like this for however long it can, cause basking in this goodness is more than anything I can ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3803285927717818593?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3803285927717818593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3803285927717818593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/11/skipped-school-today-yet-again-after.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4355441734548585095</id><published>2009-11-09T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:30:30.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SvkVY2j1eKI/AAAAAAAAEOk/__SlJ547mH8/s1600-h/Gentings+baby!+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402372744714483874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SvkVY2j1eKI/AAAAAAAAEOk/__SlJ547mH8/s200/Gentings+baby!+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back from gentings! Its tuesday alr &amp;amp; I have skipped school like free. Damnit, need to start coming school more often alr aye. Missed the talk with the displinary team yesterday, die. How? Okkkk, better study for UT byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4355441734548585095?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4355441734548585095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4355441734548585095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-from-gentings-its-tuesday-alr-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SvkVY2j1eKI/AAAAAAAAEOk/__SlJ547mH8/s72-c/Gentings+baby!+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-7400889836594839325</id><published>2009-10-11T12:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:23:35.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its almost 4 in the morning right now, but I am no where near tired. Kinda sucks when you have school tmr at 10 in the morning. So life's been good, actually too good I fear to wake up tmr morning and have everything stripped off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight feels exceptionally quiet, yet just the way I like it. All warm in bed with a book in hand, dying to finish it to know how it ends. Travelling light. Contents, kinda depressing. It saddens me to know that it is happening to someone I came acquainted to by her novel. Things real and how it sores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Travel light and you can sing in the face of the robber" - Katrina Kittle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-7400889836594839325?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7400889836594839325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7400889836594839325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-almost-4-in-morning-right-now-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3685974900837589507</id><published>2009-09-24T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:03:35.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 1st just went by. I liked the way it was, simple fuss free and effortless. Still, we managed much fun. Silly rides, silly moments, sushi, silly talk. More than anything I could ask for with the right one. Its never what we did that mattered, its the person one's with that determines everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just texted bbb to ask him what was i up to the past few days so I could blog it. Lol, its the holidays thing, cant remember a single thing but nowwww, imma too lazy to continue. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work tmr or not? Annoying much! If he doesnt call by 1, I shall decide that there is no work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3685974900837589507?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3685974900837589507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3685974900837589507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-1st-just-went-by.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-7011853097591841337</id><published>2009-09-12T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:13:39.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before blogger fucks up again, gonna upload some long overdue peeeektures while I can. Lol. Can never finish uploading for sure cause the albums combined adds up to 1963 peektures in total. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN1Em6f9I/AAAAAAAAENQ/Fk9bdakNbpo/s1600-h/ultimate+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN1Em6f9I/AAAAAAAAENQ/Fk9bdakNbpo/s200/ultimate+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380690860222087122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN0u8ILRI/AAAAAAAAENI/eGSEfOe1dc0/s1600-h/group+with+lovey!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN0u8ILRI/AAAAAAAAENI/eGSEfOe1dc0/s200/group+with+lovey!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380690854405483794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN0M9UUsI/AAAAAAAAENA/B5Pk3eudsXo/s1600-h/333!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv4_nKZwfI/AAAAAAAAEHo/x6JKXfhn3gE/s200/DSC03639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380667951552250354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwNz0JaEDI/AAAAAAAAEM4/GTw71D9SbDU/s1600-h/nadie%27s+bdayyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwNz0JaEDI/AAAAAAAAEM4/GTw71D9SbDU/s200/nadie%27s+bdayyyy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380690838623490098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv4-3KmnOI/AAAAAAAAEHg/7Ze-ZaAOgcA/s1600-h/phoney+looney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv4-3KmnOI/AAAAAAAAEHg/7Ze-ZaAOgcA/s200/phoney+looney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380667938668190946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv_g-ec_aI/AAAAAAAAEJw/4RAkI0qQI5w/s1600-h/5331_108728438532_523268532_2236710_5326309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv_g-ec_aI/AAAAAAAAEJw/4RAkI0qQI5w/s200/5331_108728438532_523268532_2236710_5326309_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380675121815813538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3KS2VCTI/AAAAAAAAEHY/OcGhvrmP4s4/s1600-h/hohoho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3KS2VCTI/AAAAAAAAEHY/OcGhvrmP4s4/s200/hohoho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665936054651186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN1TX5A6I/AAAAAAAAENY/_QYr6sT0bjg/s1600-h/ndp!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN1TX5A6I/AAAAAAAAENY/_QYr6sT0bjg/s200/ndp!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380690864185607074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3J0iwuKI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/Lf7hgrl6eVY/s1600-h/char+phua+the+cake+maker!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3J0iwuKI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/Lf7hgrl6eVY/s200/char+phua+the+cake+maker!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665927919515810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3JRfq7jI/AAAAAAAAEHI/C-eRuZ5Sht0/s1600-h/awwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3JRfq7jI/AAAAAAAAEHI/C-eRuZ5Sht0/s200/awwww.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665918511312434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3I9hgbcI/AAAAAAAAEHA/dhx6rUF2sNc/s1600-h/double+c!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3I9hgbcI/AAAAAAAAEHA/dhx6rUF2sNc/s200/double+c!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665913150303682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3ItoJkDI/AAAAAAAAEG4/3bmDJM_AQUE/s1600-h/jecccccc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sqv3ItoJkDI/AAAAAAAAEG4/3bmDJM_AQUE/s200/jecccccc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380665908883198002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear its never ending! Imma lazy to continue, I give upppp its alr 5.13am work at 1 tmr. I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-7011853097591841337?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7011853097591841337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7011853097591841337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/09/before-blogger-fucks-up-again-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqwN1Em6f9I/AAAAAAAAENQ/Fk9bdakNbpo/s72-c/ultimate+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-7759536239292622319</id><published>2009-09-12T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:52:07.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqvtviNcBKI/AAAAAAAAEGw/Y1HuL2gJfjY/s1600-h/suppp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqvtviNcBKI/AAAAAAAAEGw/Y1HuL2gJfjY/s200/suppp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380655580716991650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed out too many moments of my life the past two months, unwritten here in this space. I decided to come back here, to note the moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to go to b's house to wake him up from his hangover. Apparently, I got him worried over issues at home, and he woke up and waited for me even before I reached. Went over to L's son remembrance at St Margaret's Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope her son is somewhere happier, in God's loving arms and deepest condolences to her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-7759536239292622319?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7759536239292622319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7759536239292622319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/09/missed-out-too-many-moments-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SqvtviNcBKI/AAAAAAAAEGw/Y1HuL2gJfjY/s72-c/suppp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6618015654460233118</id><published>2009-09-09T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:39:01.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, I swear I am damn stupid. How could I forget?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6618015654460233118?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6618015654460233118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6618015654460233118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-i-swear-i-am-damn-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5059516001683236478</id><published>2009-09-07T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:14:29.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just not anymore.</title><content type='html'>I finally found some motivation to blog, but blogger is being a bitch like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Cheryl over my place just now for just abit. Havent seen that girl in years, literally. Talked about possibly anything, and it always feels nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of C, that silly baby of mine. Always annoying, but always thoughtful. Always silly, but always there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me think about Lenis as well. He was loyal, through and through. Loved me like no one else before him had, but I broke his heart hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was, at one point of my life, my all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5059516001683236478?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5059516001683236478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5059516001683236478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-not-anymore.html' title='Just not anymore.'/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6746050825951935200</id><published>2009-07-29T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:05:20.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am damn lazy to bloggggg. Tonight tonight, tmr night arghhhh soooooon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6746050825951935200?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6746050825951935200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6746050825951935200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-damn-lazy-to-bloggggg.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3849561313295694670</id><published>2009-07-20T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:50:00.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stoning in the library waiting for the girls to end school so I can start my fypppp. God, apparently fyp deadline is like in 1 week's time. Gonna overdrive the whole week today I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP's date is drawing nearrr. Seriouslyyyyyy, I think like I learn too fast alrrrr cannot passssss. 1st July 1st lesson, 28 then test alrrrrr. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleeep alrrrrrrrr. Classes later on at 8! Stilllllll, I missed Katherine jie's wedding for fyp. Imma sorrryyyyy okkkkkkkkk! Be a happy bride! ;D xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3849561313295694670?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3849561313295694670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3849561313295694670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/07/stoning-in-library-waiting-for-girls-to.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1922512239719862468</id><published>2009-07-18T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T05:30:32.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime I type a whole lot wanting to post out, somehow it always ends up in the drafts and deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359758554489463186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmGwAhI0oZI/AAAAAAAAD-A/2qNtFpWwK8Y/s200/5731_105420238532_523268532_2185273_2962378_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopping with Nana yesterday after school. Let's just say it was good frustration management and therapy. Slacked in town after we went totally broke. Talked about issues we can never get right. Relationships, feelings, school, friends. Just a whole lot of mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359758558922168482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmGwAxpqWKI/AAAAAAAAD-I/b5wJWQhTVCU/s200/5731_105420203532_523268532_2185268_6811610_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359758559869577634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmGwA1LiqaI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/XWs8kxR3UT8/s200/5731_105420223532_523268532_2185270_6362796_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's so fascinated over her new ladybug clips. Hahaha. Damn cute &amp;amp; all mineeeee. Anyhowww, I am just blogging according to the facebook's pictures that I am tagged. Sooooo, next is......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Prawning with Nana, Belle &amp;amp; Joeyyyyy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hohoho, we caught 15prawns altogether! ;D Belle &amp;amp; I were like singing &amp;amp; semi clubbing to the songs while prawninggggg. But the music before 7 sucked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359763615510777714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmG0nG6VT3I/AAAAAAAAD-w/a2lUvJnmFgk/s200/prawnsssss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359763610943557090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmG0m15bDeI/AAAAAAAAD-o/VeGSzpG20Yw/s200/oops.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359763606180257682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmG0mkJw35I/AAAAAAAAD-g/UKsDVvmjXDo/s200/clowns.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359763608442659826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmG0mslKY_I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/YtjU7WLHxzI/s200/bus.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Joey left in another bus soooo, there's no peektures with herrr. Omgggg, she got second tongue! Its actually the flap that closes to prevent your food to get into your windpipe as according to Belle but stilll! Scarily coool. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its weird how my mood changes as this blog entry comes along. But its good anyway! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went Sentosa with C sometime back. Rained quite abit though, but still cool anywayyy. I have high cold tolerance, but some loser was just shivering there non stop. Hahaha. Still wanted to act cool when Derrick &amp;amp; Nat came. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched alot of movies recently. Land of lost, Ice Age 3, Haunting, Marley &amp;amp; me, 10 promises to my dog. Harry Potter nextttt! Though like alot of people say its reaaallllllyyyyyy disappointing, our dear bee just wants to watch it. Sooooooo, if its boring I will hate you. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359774272544319474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmG-TbdIJ_I/AAAAAAAAD-4/_Qaq66658QM/s200/My+silly+lover+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s I decided to put my tagboard up againnn. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;! Imma going to NDP! ;D Hohoho.&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/5164947019958552512-1922512239719862468?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1922512239719862468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1922512239719862468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/07/everytime-i-type-whole-lot-wanting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SmGwAhI0oZI/AAAAAAAAD-A/2qNtFpWwK8Y/s72-c/5731_105420238532_523268532_2185273_2962378_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1802453524095829717</id><published>2009-07-16T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:22:00.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am heartless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1802453524095829717?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1802453524095829717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1802453524095829717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-heartless.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4430380736089550349</id><published>2009-07-13T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T10:08:45.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom thinks that I am a cow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4430380736089550349?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4430380736089550349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4430380736089550349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mom-thinks-that-i-am-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2090405785277374805</id><published>2009-07-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:58:11.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My feelings are overwhelming and it took me over today. There are a lot of things that happens in life, and I always tell myself, everything happens for a reason. Everything, good or bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2090405785277374805?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2090405785277374805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2090405785277374805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-feelings-are-overwhelming-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1873579295134306285</id><published>2009-06-30T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:10:09.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is your fucking problem seriously?! Its not like imma some prostitute standing by Geylang its just fucking make up. I paint my fucking face however I like and though you are my mum there's nothing you can fucking do about it. I like it. So stop fucking nagging alr. Its getting on my nerves each time you shout &amp;amp; I really want to shut you up. I keep quiet all the time, cause you are my mother, the one that gave birth to me. But can you please know your fucking limits? Stop shouting at me just cause you are in a bad mood. Imma not your object of frustration. Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1873579295134306285?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1873579295134306285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1873579295134306285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-your-fucking-problem-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-800076930946437379</id><published>2009-06-19T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:16:38.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sju3PVmAOvI/AAAAAAAADyo/fcBttPR_pEI/s1600-h/pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349070456555059954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sju3PVmAOvI/AAAAAAAADyo/fcBttPR_pEI/s200/pop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nana came to my place a few days back &amp;amp; she threw away my clothes &amp;amp; I still so kind to paint her nails! Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You waitttttt! Imma going to throw away your BAGS. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; she's been meeting me so often she's getting he/she syndrome! Lolololol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think imma going to fall sick. I've been eating durians like nobody's business. Not good when the weather's like fuck. I want to shoot down the sun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-800076930946437379?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/800076930946437379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/800076930946437379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/nana-came-to-my-place-few-days-back-she.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sju3PVmAOvI/AAAAAAAADyo/fcBttPR_pEI/s72-c/pop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1694909631236485589</id><published>2009-06-16T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:24:06.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jecinda is damn talented! She showed me the cartoons she drew, so I casually just ask her to draw me something. In less than 30 minutes laterrr! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347930813830311730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjeqvZm4rzI/AAAAAAAADxw/tImK2y8LZ0k/s200/Garfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Power or what! I saw her draw from scratch. Omggggggggggg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1694909631236485589?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1694909631236485589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1694909631236485589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/jecinda-is-damn-talented-she-showed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjeqvZm4rzI/AAAAAAAADxw/tImK2y8LZ0k/s72-c/Garfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4211144218814107602</id><published>2009-06-15T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:20:00.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of schoooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I am damn lerthagic. Its only 9.16am now &amp;amp; I am damn hungry &amp;amp; tired. Okkkk, class starting I'm going to sleep luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s My teacher totally helped me by telling me today's problem's about Finance. Killllllll meeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4211144218814107602?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4211144218814107602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4211144218814107602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-day-of-schoooooool.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5693055867844170434</id><published>2009-06-15T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:02:16.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy birthday Paulineeee! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timbre with the girls,its like gatheringgggg! Almost everybody came. Been quite some time since I saw everybody. I dont even remember when was the last time I saw the birthday girl herself! =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Charlene at Marina to get Pauline's present first. Ayeee, I forgot about time &amp;amp; was late. =\ Goddd, that girl made me walk from Marina Square all the way to Clarke Quay. Then we met Fiona &amp;amp; the birthday girl at Central. Gave up in the end &amp;amp; took a cab to Timbre. 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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYWV4m9KTI/AAAAAAAADvI/MVo_ZaG8Ssg/s1600-h/098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347486172777883954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYWV4m9KTI/AAAAAAAADvI/MVo_ZaG8Ssg/s200/098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYWVjh_1EI/AAAAAAAADvA/FtKSdswJnCo/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347486167119942722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYWVjh_1EI/AAAAAAAADvA/FtKSdswJnCo/s200/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYSc5FCPcI/AAAAAAAADu4/4YMeys-vlbM/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCA5NBEX1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347481895116619202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYSc5FCPcI/AAAAAAAADu4/4YMeys-vlbM/s200/GetAttachmentCA5NBEX1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYR49odkdI/AAAAAAAADuo/MKdxjbg1EX0/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347481277863662034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYR49odkdI/AAAAAAAADuo/MKdxjbg1EX0/s200/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the peektures we took.&lt;strong&gt; SOME.&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Fiona &amp;amp; me look damn shagged in all the peektures! Lol, both of us didnt get enough sleep the previous night. My eyes were blood shot in so many peektures. Hers is like, sleepy. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347481891280315826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYScqyY5bI/AAAAAAAADuw/IaL7FCSijVM/s200/Pauline%27s+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Baby's house after that cause Nana couldnt take it &amp;amp; wanted to go home. Some others got work tmr morning, &amp;amp; the others went to Geylang for dim sum! Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God, we talked the whole night away about the most retarded stuff ever, I cannot remember what &amp;amp; played wrestling so loud till his mummy texted us to keep quiet. HAHAHAA. Then, my brother came to look for us &amp;amp; we went for Mcdonald's breakieeeee! ;DDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okkkkk, i'll update again. Going to rush out nowwwww! God, gonna be late ok byeeeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5693055867844170434?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5693055867844170434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5693055867844170434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-paulineeee-d-timbre-with.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SjYXk5hkyII/AAAAAAAADxo/Xj4Yey6wew8/s72-c/GetAttachmentCAU0CJVK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1417523997588507753</id><published>2009-06-14T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:17:05.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MCDONALDS GARLIC CHILLI IS BACKKKKK! I AM SUPER HAPPYYYYY! ;DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1417523997588507753?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1417523997588507753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1417523997588507753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/mcdonalds-garlic-chilli-is-backkkkk-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-630640452163256464</id><published>2009-06-09T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:18:12.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe its because its 3am in the morning now, or the fact that imma alone here, or perhaps the mood swings, but I suddenly feel lost to what we refer to as living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats with living when sometimes it makes you feel so small its like you dont exist? Sometimes, it even seems like nobody would notice if you would just disappear from the surface of this Earth. Sometimes, I dont feel like I'm living. Sometimes, I feel like i'm looking at myself living a life that is completely stranger to me. It makes me question and doubt myself each time I feel like this and I dont like it. Not the least bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-630640452163256464?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/630640452163256464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/630640452163256464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/maybe-its-because-its-3am-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4323045095891301612</id><published>2009-06-09T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:46:16.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Si6fhSIo5rI/AAAAAAAADq4/uvGjM3wSxVM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345385201887930034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Si6fhSIo5rI/AAAAAAAADq4/uvGjM3wSxVM/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have tons of peeektures to post and so many things to talk about, but it all seems so way back and cluttered, idk where and how to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only have one thing to rant about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, I lost my wallet only a few days ago and yesterday, I lost my phone. I swear I am such a retard. Luckily, a kind soul returned my wallet right to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my house doorstep(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , but unfortunately it was without the cash. Ayeeeeee, the worst part is I had already went to make my IC and terminated all my other cards alr then she come &amp;amp; return meeeee! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; thennnnn! Yesterday I retardedly place my phone at the thingy thing thing (you know the one that allows us to put things place?) Okay nvm. The point is, I forgot to take it. &amp;amp; the retarded person who took my phone didnt even off my phone, picks up the phone when we call but then refuse to talk. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;arghhhhhhh. I hope the person who took my phone gets her phone ran over by a car in front of her own eyes then she can sit at wheelock starbucks and cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4323045095891301612?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4323045095891301612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4323045095891301612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-tons-of-peeektures-to-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Si6fhSIo5rI/AAAAAAAADq4/uvGjM3wSxVM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8439898993631379813</id><published>2009-05-25T00:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:51:00.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am such a loser I want to kill myself. Exactly 15minutes to UT now &amp;amp; imma at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID THE SCHOOL PUT MY UT ON A DAY WHEN I DONT HAVE SCHOOL AND I AM DAMN DUMB TO NOT KNOW THERE IS UT TILL 45MINUTES BEFORE MY TEST. WTFFFFF. HOW ON EARTH AM I GOING TO RUSH THERE ON TIME WHEN I LIVE AT ALJUNIED AND MY SCHOOL IS IN FREAKING WOODLANDS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue to wallow in self pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8439898993631379813?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8439898993631379813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8439898993631379813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-such-loser-i-want-to-kill-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-900867779208969306</id><published>2009-05-15T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:25:29.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sg17PDWJzFI/AAAAAAAADbw/97Xxrv0sXXE/s1600-h/CCFM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336056632030383186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sg17PDWJzFI/AAAAAAAADbw/97Xxrv0sXXE/s200/CCFM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbed directly from fiona's blog- the starting out people. Lololol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am damn lazy to bloggg, I know imma always lazy luh okkkk, but thats beside the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Baby today after a million years. Watched Star Trek, pretty good but not fantastic actually. Ayeeeee, I am damn sad. I think I've got some kind of eating disorder. I vomit everything I ate today. &amp;amp; when there's nothing left, I still can vomit water. Wtffffffff. Kill meeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep meeting Fiona these days, she's damn funny. She havent done the sand sand thing before! Super no childhood. Lolololol. The Mexico joke was damn fun onlyyyyy. HAHAHAA. Must read her blog to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omggg, I keep embarrassing myself these days. Just yesterday in school, I hit my head against the glass panel. I rock I know thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to stop skipping school again. Okaythanksbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HJT FASTER SEND ME PEEEEEEKTURES!&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/5164947019958552512-900867779208969306?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/900867779208969306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/900867779208969306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/05/grabbed-directly-from-fionas-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sg17PDWJzFI/AAAAAAAADbw/97Xxrv0sXXE/s72-c/CCFM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2675391389603373302</id><published>2009-05-09T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T09:14:06.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIONA LENG HAS GOT NO CHILDHOOD &amp;amp; JUST CAME BACK FROM MEXICOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2675391389603373302?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2675391389603373302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2675391389603373302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/05/fiona-leng-has-got-no-childhood-just.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-765766849945472231</id><published>2009-05-07T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:30:35.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awwwww my family is so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a paper cut from school today( which is really damn painful cause its damnnnnn deeeeeep!) My baby sayang me my brother ask me take out my ugly plaster &amp;amp; help me put on a brand new oneeee! My mommy cooked my favourite yong tau fu for me &amp;amp; my daddy forbid me to wash my plates after I ate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy, need to go bathe. Byeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-765766849945472231?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/765766849945472231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/765766849945472231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/05/awwwww-my-family-is-so-sweet-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3749592429089305906</id><published>2009-05-04T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:16:24.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgggg, school's a bitch with all the new rules! Ayeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obediently wore shoes to school today &amp;amp; guess what! Policy starts after 8May 2009. So much for the blisters. I want to cry! Damnitttttttttttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3749592429089305906?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3749592429089305906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3749592429089305906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/05/omgggg-schools-bitch-with-all-new-rules.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-147287917039583886</id><published>2009-04-23T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:49:57.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt like your vision gone blue when the sun beats down on you? Its a beautiful kind of blur, somehow I think its better that way when we dont see things clear. Though the sun is glaring, it beats heartaches from reality. To be able to escape reality and feel that world is prettier, that instant. It's a kind of beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-147287917039583886?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/147287917039583886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/147287917039583886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-felt-like-your-vision.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3489163554617863554</id><published>2009-04-22T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:57:48.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Se8uITei0JI/AAAAAAAADU0/AM1JP57S_cM/s1600-h/n658116738_2106919_2333082+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327527604404801682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Se8uITei0JI/AAAAAAAADU0/AM1JP57S_cM/s200/n658116738_2106919_2333082+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joke of the day! I locked my brother &amp;amp; I outside of the house with only a lighter. Daddy had to rush home to open the door for us. I think I wasnt thinking, I just slammed the door even though I know I didnt bring out the keys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, it seems imma starting to blog more alr, thanks to school. Lol idk why, its the thing with school. Everytime the holidays come, its like nooo, i dont feel like blogging. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost a week thru school. Looking good so farr, partly cause there's only 3 days of schoooool! But then again, there's fyp &amp;amp; I really need to clear those damn CE points. I dont want to stay back another semester just for that stupid thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo, watched Wanted &amp;amp; it was quite good. Hohoho, went suntanning again after that. I covered my face in the end cause I thought if I get darker, then my makeup all cannot use! Lololol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327529372836832418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Se8vvPZmJKI/AAAAAAAADU8/OLmKhpJIoi8/s200/n571166646_1885080_2923228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I dont want to blog alr anymoreee. Schoool tmrrr, I hope it'll be good. Okthnksbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam from American Idol is damn hot. He's like look and vocals and everything all in one! How can he be gay???? &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/5164947019958552512-3489163554617863554?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3489163554617863554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3489163554617863554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/04/joke-of-day-i-locked-my-brother-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Se8uITei0JI/AAAAAAAADU0/AM1JP57S_cM/s72-c/n658116738_2106919_2333082+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-9011875790115742650</id><published>2009-04-20T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:51:20.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SeyYbqcEtDI/AAAAAAAADUs/YDZo20DSECg/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326800060288382002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SeyYbqcEtDI/AAAAAAAADUs/YDZo20DSECg/s200/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its the first day of school, all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huijieteo came to RP, so now we are going east buddy. Lol, she's damn funny she always exclaim she's damn loner in class, but she feels cool about it. So class was not bad so far (Its only the 1st day of school,I knowwww) and I have to change classes all 3days in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayeeeeeeeeee, though many retarded things happened like my computer totally dying on me, checking into IT helpdesk on the first day of school, kena fined somemore. I think school was still not bad. I guess its all the energy from Claire during class and feeebie after classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays past me just like that, and I still cannot grasp, settle and fill those in-betweens. Its like I've never really lived the 2months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright a total new class again tmrrrrrr. All the best to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-9011875790115742650?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/9011875790115742650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/9011875790115742650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-its-first-day-of-school-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SeyYbqcEtDI/AAAAAAAADUs/YDZo20DSECg/s72-c/Image029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3343799764951552728</id><published>2009-03-31T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:20:03.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Taking the chance to finally blog again cause Baby's sleeping like a log beside me and he is so annoying at times I swear. Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came over to his place super early today cause I couldnt sleep anyway. Slept for abit here, and ordered macs! Hohoho, have been wanting to eat sausage mcmuffin with egg since forever but I always cannot manage to wake up on time. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenis' laptop is so freaking small and light and nice and portable. School with this would be so much easierrrr. Bah, but the thing with this is, its kinda really too small so I keep seeing and typing the wrong words. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the layout of the blog alr yay. Much better for a temporary one. Shit, its only 10am now why the hell am I up so earlyyyyyyyy! Meeting Sarah later at Vivo, hopefully we'll get things done. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting in less than 1 month time. I dont really want to start school all over again. I know its the usual grumbles of school being at woodlands and how we have to make new friends all over again, but it int so bad this time it seems! Claire's with me for two days and Sarah one day. Hohoho, at least i'll have company. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about school, Lovey's leaving RP alr. So, its farewell party this Sunday together with the class! (: Weird how we all started out disliking Lovey, but then again she became the most adored facilitator of the class in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, imma damn sleepy suddenly. Bye bye bye! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3343799764951552728?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3343799764951552728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3343799764951552728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-chance-to-finally-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5845271334180054021</id><published>2009-03-19T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:15:31.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wtf I am bloody fucking pissed. Damn all the fucking boys in the world. Just cause you have a penis you are the fucking stronger sex so that means you can fucking do everything you fucking want to do and just cause girls have fucking boobs and can get pregnant so we are the fucking weaker sex and be the one thats always at a fucking disadvantage which means that we cannot do any fucking thing in the world that we want? Damnit ccb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5845271334180054021?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5845271334180054021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5845271334180054021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/03/wtf-i-am-bloody-fucking-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6998787194772090924</id><published>2009-03-08T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:01:40.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma bleeding profusely</title><content type='html'>My blog looks so weird. I think I still cannot get used to the black background. Lol. Its irritating how this skin dont allow me to format my words, it just all ends up stuck together and hard to read! Bah, change skins soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've been trying to work hard for my CE points. Trying, hopefully I can clear some before school starts. Meeting the girls from fyp tmr, hopefully we'll do something productive. Hard to predict when its all girls team you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Baby's family gathering today, and its all pretty cool. However, I still feel much closer to the people on his mum's side but I believe Baby's dad side people are really nice people as well. Before leaving, slacked and gambled with Baby at the void deck with Clarence. I use 50cents to win $30. Pro anot! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about shopping with Baby, Gan &amp;amp; Jiahao another time. I swear Gan is damn funny. Anyhow, I think he's a pretty good friend. As a matter of fact, not bad at all! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I recieved a mail about the Aussie experience entry thing from Nuffnang which I am so tempted to write so I can go to Aussie again! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6998787194772090924?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6998787194772090924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6998787194772090924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/03/imma-bleeding-profusely.html' title='Imma bleeding profusely'/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-7852446216660582753</id><published>2009-03-06T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:02:12.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its rainy Saturday today. Seriously, sup with the weather? One moment its sunny like it can kill and the next its like hurricane's coming or something. Weird how when it rains, it is still pretty stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated by the weather, and I dont want to go blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-7852446216660582753?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7852446216660582753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7852446216660582753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-rainy-saturday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5444966753027427357</id><published>2009-03-04T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:59:11.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sa7LCK63_LI/AAAAAAAADPc/imrVdNDnQ78/s1600-h/n571166646_1885094_4984064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309404248867863730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sa7LCK63_LI/AAAAAAAADPc/imrVdNDnQ78/s200/n571166646_1885094_4984064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've basically been doing nothing except going out for abit, spending time with Baby, watching youtube videos, and.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating eating eating. Its the thing with holidays. All I do when there is nothing to do is to eat, and eat, and eat, and eat NONSTOP. Its kinda getting irritating cause I just keep looking for food to eat nonstop and more irritating cause I feel myself growing fatter and fatter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; the worse is, I dont exercise. Greeeaaaaaatttttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to do something productive this holidays. And without even knowing it, holidays has already gone pass me half way! Thats freaking fastttttttttt. First things first, I need to start clearing CE points. A good first step, I signed up for this student facilitator thing at school. Hohoho, hopefully it'll help kick start the clearing. Hurhurhur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What elseeeeee? Oh, I need to start studying for my basic theory like Mummy is nagging me to every single day it gets to me that if I didnt pass, they will laugh at me cause that was the case with Mummyyyyyy. Damnit, I shouldnt have laughed at herrrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, imma done here, shall get started with flipping that damn book before I really fail! =\ People who know me all know imma direction retard! Bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5444966753027427357?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5444966753027427357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5444966753027427357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-basically-been-doing-nothing-except.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/Sa7LCK63_LI/AAAAAAAADPc/imrVdNDnQ78/s72-c/n571166646_1885094_4984064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2922059057091796380</id><published>2009-03-01T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:02:43.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is the current new blogggg! Everything's just not done up yet and imma damn lazy to finish it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;First note to open it with, Happy anniversary darling! I love you. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sooooooo, shopping with Mummy &amp;amp; brother today and went for an eye check up cause my eyes get damn blur sometimes I cannot see clearly at all. Like you know, you're on the verge of crying then all the tears just wells up and blurs your entire vision? Thats what I'm experiencing, but minus the glistening part that we see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As according to the optician, my stupid eyes has got inflammation and my astigmatism gone way up. I need to lay off the contacts for like at least 2weeks looking like a dumb ass in spectacles. How fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about Friday when I get the peeeektures from Sarah darling. (: It seems like its gonna get really busy now cause we're getting started on fyp. Meeting at NLB this thursday with the girls for research &amp;amp; gonna do the interview next weeeeek! =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to rest my eyes faster okay my dear inflammation. I miss Baby. He's sleeping like a pig now alr I think. Roarrrrr. Okay calling him now bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2922059057091796380?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2922059057091796380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2922059057091796380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-so-this-is-current-new-blogggg.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1371093264731988045</id><published>2009-02-24T08:35:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQ03-qwNPI/AAAAAAAADOw/ghWd40GRh5A/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306424397269054706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQ03-qwNPI/AAAAAAAADOw/ghWd40GRh5A/s200/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQ03j2fnAI/AAAAAAAADOo/k5QfWdoNHPc/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306424390070541314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQ03j2fnAI/AAAAAAAADOo/k5QfWdoNHPc/s200/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306422440496579026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQzGFH1wdI/AAAAAAAADOI/bxhnDlyAL0w/s200/n571166646_1713286_8482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Its been one good month that I havent blogged. Lazy till no end I knowwww. Life's been pretty good, especially after all the cny &amp;amp; valentine's day hooha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valentine's was pretty like the usual days, but still sweet. (: After being with each other for some time, I guess we kinda figured handmade gifts are still the best we could ask for because of the time and care devoted into making that something, rather than just using money to pick a gift out of the shopping mall. I love the card you made, &amp;amp; dinner with you at Crystal Jade was pretty cool too, minus the fact that we did not get to eat our Peking Duck. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember things so clearly cause I've got a diary nowww! (: Oh, &amp;amp; I cut bangs. Yes, dont question cause it was a "wake up in the morning okay I decide to cut bangs today" thing which up till now, I still totally regret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this period of time, Baby's dad had went to America for like environmental check, and is back. Baby &amp;amp; I bought him a fountain pen and a card. He's going back there during March and wouldnt be back till two years later. God, if Lenis were to be gone with him like how it was originally planned, I seriously wouldnt know what I'll be like now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with his family today for dinner today. Some misunderstandings happened between me and Baby but its all good now. (: He is such a darling, and thankyou for trusting me. I know, this entry is so bf/gf-ish but I kinda like it. Sue me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayyyyy. Anyhow, I was looking through sac days memories, and I found Huijieteo's postcard that I drew and refused to return. HAHAHAA, so I met her yesterday to catch up for abit &amp;amp; prata! Lolol, I just had it not long ago when I was there with Sarah to trim our brows. Talked about everyone in school via the yearbook. Lololol. More importantly, I told her about Feebie's classic sleeping posture during guides camp! HAHAHAAA. I never get tired telling everyone about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found Nadie's Mickey/ Minnie Mouse pencil and her square watch also. I should really mail it back to her as a surprise! Hahaha. Okay, its super long an entry. Botanics with the girls on Friday! On shopping with Queen Wendy aka Mummy tmr, hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anywayy, I'll just post some pictures that happened before school ended cause they are long overdue! I;ll blog about the rest another day. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want supperrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306416307674053138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQthGlAehI/AAAAAAAADMQ/qukiq9WJpLI/s200/n571166646_1683128_4429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306416310691378594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQthR0ZNaI/AAAAAAAADMo/WfU-WFqjcFo/s200/n571166646_1683157_773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306418168225678722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQvNZrFRYI/AAAAAAAADM4/zTv-WE_g2io/s200/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306418172509461458" style="DISPLAY: block; 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HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQxrTg2Y5I/AAAAAAAADNY/q-bV2F_BA7c/s200/n658116738_1781402_174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306420882903471410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQxraotFTI/AAAAAAAADNo/GAPMFxGwAcs/s200/Image034+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306420887772294642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQxrsxhbfI/AAAAAAAADNw/37OGMJbVDco/s200/n571166646_1713251_7019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306420886600994370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQxroaQzkI/AAAAAAAADN4/rjWk6Wbmzt8/s200/n571166646_1713259_9351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1371093264731988045?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1371093264731988045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1371093264731988045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-one-good-month-that-i-havent_6245.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SaQ03-qwNPI/AAAAAAAADOw/ghWd40GRh5A/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8780436567211974055</id><published>2009-01-20T16:27:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Derrick dreads school like no tomorrow. I can understand how he feels, but I really hope he can get through this. He is so down these few days its so worrying because he hardly even talks, and have no appetite for food. Someone save him, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, the holidays are comingggggggg! ;D Its already the last week of school but I kinda dont really want to change classes, again. ;\ I really really like this class alot, we just got bonded, then have to seperate alr. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no mood to blog anymore. Faci's being a bitch. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8780436567211974055?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8780436567211974055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8780436567211974055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/01/derrick-dreads-school-like-no-tomorrow_7528.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3316529829565269697</id><published>2009-01-04T04:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SWCyYqnTFRI/AAAAAAAADD8/U1nxorjv3pw/s1600-h/DSC04300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287422099358684434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SWCyYqnTFRI/AAAAAAAADD8/U1nxorjv3pw/s200/DSC04300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello hello, I know my blog's beyond dead. Holidays just aint enough. School starts tmr. I cant wait? Bah. Its okayyyyy, just 3more weeks of school &amp;amp; I see my 2months long sexy holidays! ;D For now, just gotta bear with school. To make things much worse, I cant afford to skip school that 3weeks at all! Sucks big time when this is the time everyone stops coming to schoool ! I know, kill me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleeeeeeeeeeep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3316529829565269697?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3316529829565269697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3316529829565269697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-hello-i-know-my-blogs-beyond-dead_9719.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SWCyYqnTFRI/AAAAAAAADD8/U1nxorjv3pw/s72-c/DSC04300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6821469236117735766</id><published>2008-12-19T10:43:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got the best brother ever.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou lao di for caring in your atrocious ways. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the worst sufferer, I've got the bestest bf ever.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for standing all my moodswings &amp;amp; my whinings every single day. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I really have to go sleep to nurse myself back to health.&lt;br /&gt;Why issit I always fall sick during holidays?!?!?!??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6821469236117735766?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6821469236117735766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6821469236117735766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-got-best-brother-ever_1850.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3495285573884012453</id><published>2008-12-08T20:07:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby, asleep alr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah, I sleep alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okay good! I love you. Sleep tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You this idiot. I sleep alr still can reply your msg meh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Huh. Means you havent sleep yet uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Call me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3495285573884012453?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3495285573884012453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3495285573884012453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-asleep-alr-yeah-i-sleep-alr_6453.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2228128560630645598</id><published>2008-12-02T17:28:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/STXi9Jki2gI/AAAAAAAAC_8/Sfos2R5cSG8/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275372078703499778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/STXi9Jki2gI/AAAAAAAAC_8/Sfos2R5cSG8/s200/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say hello to intensive school days for now, I cannot afford to skip any class anymore. Yeah like whatever, i've been saying that since I first stepped into RP. Imma so contradicting I feel like slapping myself. School's a bitch, I need to have some motivation, hellllllllooooooo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays, come quick. I need to have a get-away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, I've got couple bag with Baby now! Lololol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll blog about everything another time. Its school for now, god damn school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2228128560630645598?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2228128560630645598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2228128560630645598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/12/say-hello-to-intensive-school-days-for_7921.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/STXi9Jki2gI/AAAAAAAAC_8/Sfos2R5cSG8/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5738758312120084447</id><published>2008-11-17T16:22:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess whatttttttt ! I reached class at 7.45am today ! Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5738758312120084447?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5738758312120084447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5738758312120084447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/11/guess-whatttttttt-i-reached-class-at-7_2811.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4230186197277104336</id><published>2008-11-13T08:06:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy's &amp;amp; momo's birthday passed by, soon its gonna be my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It scares me how fast time goes. I see my parents aging, my dad becoming forgetful, my mum needing to wear glasses, I stopped and thought. What if one day they are just no longer there anymore ? It scares me to think that one day I am going to lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, imma already 18. Daddy's 47, momo's 43. I know they are still younger than the average parents, but then again, life being so unpredictable by nature, who knows? I might be gone just like that tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took them so much to bring me &amp;amp; my brother up, I still want to earn money to support them, so that they can finally sit back and enjoy life, not slogging their life away to support us, to be worrying about us. 18years is enough, what's left should be kept for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much good in life, so little time to enjoy it. I dont want them to be gone so soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4230186197277104336?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4230186197277104336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4230186197277104336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/11/daddys-momos-birthday-passed-by-soon_391.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5509708366064352542</id><published>2008-11-06T18:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tgif, congratulations Obama. Today is Momo's birthday so I gotta rush home right after UT. Mood swings, its the hormones. It's 11.47am now, why is there even school today. Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone's being a bitch, the screens fucked. Tell me how now, tell me howwww. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5509708366064352542?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5509708366064352542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5509708366064352542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/11/tgif-congratulations-obama_2600.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-909371655410006690</id><published>2008-11-01T10:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQybj6VaezI/AAAAAAAAC6E/cKsDJmxo_G8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263753105746066226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQybj6VaezI/AAAAAAAAC6E/cKsDJmxo_G8/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My miserable one week holidays came &amp;amp; went like thatttttt. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever, I need to stop whining. On a lighter note, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PP is finally over !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;DDDDDDDDD Okay, imma gonna email my advisor to thank her. Seriously, she's like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever though sometimes I kinda doubted her. &lt;em&gt;Lol, imma sorryyyyyyyy ! =\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I blog about any other things first. Today is a special day, sooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 30th monthsary Darlingggg ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263753129746660354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyblTvmfAI/AAAAAAAAC6k/TqVMSRtCzo8/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263753125002832834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyblCEla8I/AAAAAAAAC6c/zE40NPOzPwY/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263753118201273906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQybkou93jI/AAAAAAAAC6U/-0NY4rqGyPo/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263753113213195602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQybkWJt1VI/AAAAAAAAC6M/1GlQuXtG_iA/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263754445453769170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQycx5InudI/AAAAAAAAC6s/1TdgBgbdEDc/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263754451548556290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQycyP1uzAI/AAAAAAAAC60/3-qwqhdFKOQ/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This silly boy went to bleach his hairrrrrrrr. Zomgggg, at first I was like wtffffff ?! But after awhile, it kinda looks good. (: &lt;em&gt;But, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt; you really need to dye your brows too. Its so outstanding ! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bugis with him today, did abit of shopping, bumped around. However, our initial plan was to go kite flyingggggg &amp;amp; picnic, but we couldnt find a fucking kite to buy. ): You know how sad I wassss ?! I know flying kite is so old school, but its like fun luhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anyone knows where to get kites to flyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ? Please tell me thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760223063037698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyiCMaA1wI/AAAAAAAAC78/5JFF93neq40/s200/Photo591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Okay anywayyyyy. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday, ditched the idea to be a sexy witch and met up with my long time friendddd, Joann Tan lost &amp;amp; found. (: &lt;em&gt;We kinda chickened out at the thought of Halloween cause we were scared. LOL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havent seen her for so long, we both changed so much. Talked, bitched &amp;amp; reminisced abt the past guiding days and school. I'll let the peektures do the talkingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263756783104443490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQye59j-RGI/AAAAAAAAC68/bxDjzpBIjxs/s200/Photo562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263756793111850290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQye6i17LTI/AAAAAAAAC7E/DegYpd8Pg4I/s200/Photo566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263756800221257346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQye69U8HoI/AAAAAAAAC7M/3VGCOdloMAM/s200/Photo568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263756810524244066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQye7jtXOGI/AAAAAAAAC7U/a-7eIth7YAQ/s200/Photo576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263756820935034866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQye8KffR_I/AAAAAAAAC7c/DxiF8pgbsfY/s200/Photo577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She likes it black&amp;amp;white just like Baby, but I like it colourfulllllllll. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760230506590690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyiCoIsceI/AAAAAAAAC8E/I-6S_rSoVAU/s200/Photo593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760203498347074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyiBDhbWkI/AAAAAAAAC7s/NWrwmWhbFQI/s200/Photo583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760193692633058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyiAe_kB-I/AAAAAAAAC7k/7x47p0m95Ow/s200/Photo581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jojo shot up red &lt;u&gt;instanteously&lt;/u&gt; after the first dew sips. Lol, imma a better drinker bimbo. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263760212036980498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyiBjVMjxI/AAAAAAAAC70/p9vL58wLmTE/s200/Photo586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763774246796306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQylQ5mMvBI/AAAAAAAAC80/CneH1dXMVA8/s200/Photo596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know we have the cutest smiles ever. ;D Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back track back track. Kbox with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sometime back, sang for 2hours or so, then stoned out. Had sushi toooo ! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I mention I've been eating &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; lately it kinda scares me ? Its like imma hungry non stop for 24/7. Even at this point of time, imma like eating ?! Gawdddddd, please increase my metabolism rate. &lt;em&gt;I dont fucking exercise. Period.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263761594201635714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyjSAS7e4I/AAAAAAAAC8U/kVu8i_hH9Fw/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263761623843915826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyjTuuMyDI/AAAAAAAAC8s/HRv7da-BMO8/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263761612859669954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyjTFzWfcI/AAAAAAAAC8k/bjbMQvJM-wI/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263761604913291298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQyjSoMyYCI/AAAAAAAAC8c/q_XhFXxtn1M/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Randomly met &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too, &amp;amp; wanted to surprise Joann on her birthday that night but somehow we didnt get on with it. Slacked at Starbucks, yakking non stop. Lol, things girls always do. Bitched so much, I forgot to snap anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH! Guess what I found at Charlene's place when I was overrrrrr !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763778399622018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQylRJET04I/AAAAAAAAC88/9Sf_u-BNiUI/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the &lt;strong&gt;same rabbit doll with the bell !&lt;/strong&gt; It used to be one of my favourite dolls when I was young okay ! Now, its residing in my grandmother's place. &amp;amp; someone broke my poor rabbit's bell. So annoyinggg. Roarrrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; last &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAJOR NEWS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've overcome my fear for this big fat dog below at tuition centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763789617442930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQylRy22MHI/AAAAAAAAC9E/j-ejLVgM8sA/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHHH. Its a big thing for me okay ! Took me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; year to dare to be in the same room as her. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lol, congratulations to me ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-909371655410006690?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/909371655410006690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/909371655410006690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-miserable-one-week-holidays-came_4628.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SQybj6VaezI/AAAAAAAAC6E/cKsDJmxo_G8/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1360411500221440019</id><published>2008-10-27T07:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know imma supposed to be doing my PP poster now, but fuckkkkkk ? I havent even started yet when is due idk when &amp;amp; presentation's on 30th October. Excellent. Howwwwww. Nah Seok Ling is going to kill meeeeeee. Imma still contemplating here, I think I should seriously go bang wall and die. Hohoho. My tomorrow never comes. Yay. Someone, please scold some sense into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Lenis, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1360411500221440019?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1360411500221440019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1360411500221440019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know-imma-supposed-to-be-doing-my-pp_7361.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3278031562510746964</id><published>2008-10-21T21:30:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SP6tm2djFzI/AAAAAAAAC58/4EH-6tGRjvk/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259832297781401394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SP6tm2djFzI/AAAAAAAAC58/4EH-6tGRjvk/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3am fever these days. Hoho, thats sharmaine. Okokok, I know I very long never update luh okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday class, I am falling asleep. My teacher talks like the train and he talks like, continuously without stopping. Omggggg, can die. I cannot even catch him due to his accent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'sup with my english suddenly. Dont feel like blogging alr. Okayyyyyyyyyy, imma really zoning out. Someone please slap me. Okthnksbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3278031562510746964?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3278031562510746964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3278031562510746964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/10/3am-fever-these-days_8443.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SP6tm2djFzI/AAAAAAAAC58/4EH-6tGRjvk/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8349576311668874904</id><published>2008-10-15T17:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two funerals in two days is no joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8349576311668874904?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8349576311668874904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8349576311668874904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/10/two-funerals-in-two-days-is-no-joke_8728.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-562423271440536271</id><published>2008-10-05T09:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am forever &amp;amp; ever &amp;amp; ever god damn lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; away at kelong, will only be back on Tuesday. Funny how people think that my relationship with Baby is only like 2months or 3months. NO ! Its 2years plus plus plus, going on 3 okay ! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people's birthday coming uppppp ! I realised I get along best with &lt;strong&gt;October babies.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiona, Charlene, Joann, Almy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- all in the month of holy October ! Now, dont ask me why imma eating bread everyday in school. Lol, okay imma kiddingggggg. You people make me so broke ! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/edit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anywayyyyy, &lt;strong&gt;Char's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday is overrrrr alrrrrr. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy belated birthday zokay !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Your present is stillllllllll with meeeeeeeeeee ! You must fasterrrrrrrrr meeeeeeeeeeet meeeeeee soooooooooon ! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, okayyyy. A string of events. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255328667251571426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6tlDV0-uI/AAAAAAAACzc/vGE6sKkljBM/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HTHT with Bav when I skipped last meeting to accompany her. Jace joined us after schooool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255328674840623074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6tlfnMt-I/AAAAAAAACzk/cjLwh-h2LtQ/s200/DSC01078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255328674697425554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6tlfFDspI/AAAAAAAACzs/vb78vNWou7o/s200/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Swensens another time after school, bitching session. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255328678317051938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6tlskC0CI/AAAAAAAACz0/J1Mlanw3Xo4/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I forgot what took place. That is not the bfffffffffff. It is..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255328679737747986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6tlx2w6hI/AAAAAAAACz8/g1lW_1vK9Vo/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This annoyingly cute boy !Hahaha, he's damn adorableeeeee. See the orange wrapper thingy in the first picture ? He gave it to me as Children's Day gift ! Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255331203411419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6v4rRdINI/AAAAAAAAC0E/PhrDOKGADxM/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255333535494682066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6yAa9btdI/AAAAAAAAC0s/d8f1rN3JWK4/s200/Cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I cropped away my spacstic face cause I couldn't stand it, but he's so cute ! No amount of photoshop is going to help erase that retarded look. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255331208056279106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6v48k4EEI/AAAAAAAAC0M/P7E5Teyoc1g/s200/Image047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ohhhhh, now I remember. We were having gathering at my Aunt's house. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255331209963947122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6v5DrsxHI/AAAAAAAAC0c/YuwcfcIG8XA/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255333540433711986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6yAtW_U3I/AAAAAAAAC00/u7j9kPUcNn0/s200/m166344442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sissy's outing that day. Heart talks, &amp;amp; photo sessions. Lol.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255331212039851138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6v5LaojII/AAAAAAAAC0k/7Yngq5K33fk/s200/m166344363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255333539126239666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6yAofQ4bI/AAAAAAAAC08/D_IJpxar9Bo/s200/m166344383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thennnnnnnn, pubbing with Cindy the other day. Before I start, no I wasnt drunk. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255346630192727042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO696ogvBAI/AAAAAAAAC1E/d3E5smD0Oas/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255346848169883794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6-HUiieJI/AAAAAAAAC1s/CuKYi2Cj27Q/s200/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255346643702958514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO697a10ybI/AAAAAAAAC1c/yeUZXXeNWjE/s200/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255346638548799250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO697Ho-jxI/AAAAAAAAC1M/XtGpN5jPnDE/s200/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255346641204352466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO697RiHFdI/AAAAAAAAC1U/FAIbv-zUdf8/s200/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255346645268740098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO697grIuAI/AAAAAAAAC1k/jXupzZ06eiI/s200/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255347357007997266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6-k8G_6VI/AAAAAAAAC10/C1mTkgqpX7Y/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, imma lazy to continue alrrrrrrrrr. Before I endddddddddd, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I loveeeeeee you Babyyyyyyyyy ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Gotta spend more time tgtttttttttttt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. I procrastinated ______ days to get this done, today's already the 10Octoberrrr when I finally got my ass down to complete this entry. Brilliant. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-562423271440536271?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/562423271440536271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/562423271440536271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-forever-ever-ever-god-damn-lazy-to_2197.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SO6tlDV0-uI/AAAAAAAACzc/vGE6sKkljBM/s72-c/Image017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2062564046734681400</id><published>2008-09-24T20:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello hello. Imma blogging again ! HAHAHHA. Class today, my fish tank nvr come. Roarrrr, so thirsty babyyyyy ! Roarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Lenis Lim Kun, he's not awake yet ! So annoying. Have work, then must neglect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today, woots. I am going to screw that Yi Jing cause she's so noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can already see/hear, I am damn high now. Dont ask me why, all my classmates think imma siao. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2062564046734681400?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2062564046734681400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2062564046734681400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-hello-hello_7919.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-694716076783782219</id><published>2008-09-22T07:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My peektureeee post is outtttt ! ;p Belowwwww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNe5vrQbtSI/AAAAAAAACrs/ut_6dLbSUUc/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just submitted my rj &amp;amp; then realised I was totally out of point. Woohooooo !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I think I was like on a sugar high, I waved to my entire class today. &amp;amp; then I talked alot alot alot alot. Oh shit ! I was supposed to call Charlene. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay, brb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So like anyway, I finally met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after like 9348563986432936497235487345years, &amp;amp; then I kept having a lot to say, but I didnt even know what I was saying, but I just really had a lot to say. He's so cute today, he was like in a bad mood initially, then I just started talking and talking and talking and then he like became happier and then like his cheeks started to turn red for no apparent reasons, and then he kept smiling and beaming to himself. HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Omg, so adorable !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then like, he said he was so tired and all and he wanted to go home okay ! So I say, cannot and cheated him to go watch movie but in the end we walk walk around, talk talk talk talk talk talk, then like slack abit then I see him like tired till tak buleh tahan then go home lohhhhhhhh. Hahahahaha, he's like so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So actually I intended to bake kinder beuno cupcakes for the upcoming birthday girl, but apparently there aint no such recipes &amp;amp; I really dont want to invent something like that and cause my poor girl a stomache, so yes. I think I've got to ditch that idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, as you can see. Laoniang is damn talkative now, but I just realised I havent rework my fucking PP. Submission tmr, excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH ! I have an entry in my draft, I'll be posting a lot of old old photos. HAHAHHAHAHAA. My stupid face, &amp;amp; all of yours (sac peeppppps !) tooooo ! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p.s The past few days, I've been having tongsils back for awhile, then with fever and flu and sore throat and cough and eye infection &amp;amp; the list goes on&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It hit me like a combo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s I know imma acting like a total bimbo now, but just let me be for now okay ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-694716076783782219?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/694716076783782219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/694716076783782219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-peektureeee-post-is-outtttt-p_9801.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1279166415395833525</id><published>2008-09-21T04:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I feel like updating again. Actually I feel like updating everyday, its just... I dont know. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then again, I dont feel like blogging about anything. Like, there's nothing to blog about ?! -.- I've lost every interest to blog now, and the only reason why I've not closed this blog down is because I dont want to delete what I have written here all the past few years. So how ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zokay, I looked through all my photos &amp;amp; decided to post some uppp. Hahaha. I know I repeat some of the photos like there's no yesterday.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But I want to pick out, the special moments in my life. They may not be significant to you, but they mean the world to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Not in any order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMM-wQizI/AAAAAAAACy0/zBq3ZKuqXzM/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249592101541284658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMM-wQizI/AAAAAAAACy0/zBq3ZKuqXzM/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMNT3D2pI/AAAAAAAACy8/uzigSjN3Z0U/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249592107206957714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMNT3D2pI/AAAAAAAACy8/uzigSjN3Z0U/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMNuNFwuI/AAAAAAAACzE/Wn3w1bQj7Ts/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249592114278679266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMNuNFwuI/AAAAAAAACzE/Wn3w1bQj7Ts/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMOEbN3MI/AAAAAAAACzM/zHG4_fWas6g/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249592120243510466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMOEbN3MI/AAAAAAAACzM/zHG4_fWas6g/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love wearing the loveeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKckm_obI/AAAAAAAACyM/4QGdUeYDo08/s1600-h/CIMG0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590170377757106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKckm_obI/AAAAAAAACyM/4QGdUeYDo08/s200/CIMG0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love slacking sessions like that. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdHiu_1I/AAAAAAAACyU/zKxNVXSgybQ/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590179755130706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdHiu_1I/AAAAAAAACyU/zKxNVXSgybQ/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;W15R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdHJbr2I/AAAAAAAACyc/R6w6-knQoDA/s1600-h/DSC00932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590179649007458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdHJbr2I/AAAAAAAACyc/R6w6-knQoDA/s200/DSC00932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy bitch ass moments !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdbvPY3I/AAAAAAAACyk/DChezeDTWIM/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590185176294258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdbvPY3I/AAAAAAAACyk/DChezeDTWIM/s200/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdQx3w2I/AAAAAAAACys/4hgx2CnaOA4/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249590182234538850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpKdQx3w2I/AAAAAAAACys/4hgx2CnaOA4/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJbqF4itI/AAAAAAAACxk/OyYoDvAHnsM/s1600-h/small_DSC02442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589055157996242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJbqF4itI/AAAAAAAACxk/OyYoDvAHnsM/s200/small_DSC02442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NDP with the love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJdkP06NI/AAAAAAAACxs/7PgfPqhNvQc/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589087948826834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJdkP06NI/AAAAAAAACxs/7PgfPqhNvQc/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pretty boy !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJe-_lX1I/AAAAAAAACx0/AQ95eUEm37k/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589112308326226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJe-_lX1I/AAAAAAAACx0/AQ95eUEm37k/s200/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The coupleeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJfa_GiOI/AAAAAAAACx8/JNf38FROCRo/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589119822498018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJfa_GiOI/AAAAAAAACx8/JNf38FROCRo/s200/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These three brothers are like the cutest things ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJfgA7oVI/AAAAAAAACyE/eiD25W5XDiM/s1600-h/29-12-07_1801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249589121172349266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpJfgA7oVI/AAAAAAAACyE/eiD25W5XDiM/s200/29-12-07_1801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpILWPVQ_I/AAAAAAAACxE/1vxl29Mq0ZY/s1600-h/P21-06-08_18.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587675439383538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpILWPVQ_I/AAAAAAAACxE/1vxl29Mq0ZY/s200/P21-06-08_18.42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; My love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpILupDp7I/AAAAAAAACxM/MNfcOcRASbU/s1600-h/P210608_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587681989732274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpILupDp7I/AAAAAAAACxM/MNfcOcRASbU/s200/P210608_18.34%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpIMAfiL4I/AAAAAAAACxU/SgqrjebJsHU/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587686781628290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpIMAfiL4I/AAAAAAAACxU/SgqrjebJsHU/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of the gang, look at Fiona's spastic face ! LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpIMo3rtjI/AAAAAAAACxc/JuTHmlYKVNM/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587697620334130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpIMo3rtjI/AAAAAAAACxc/JuTHmlYKVNM/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Charlene Phua, best award for my caretaker. ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGZm84q5I/AAAAAAAACwU/M0PmDpiPxMk/s1600-h/FOR+OUR+O%27S..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249585721420327826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGZm84q5I/AAAAAAAACwU/M0PmDpiPxMk/s200/FOR+OUR+O%27S..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The f&amp;amp;n days. Lol, I know I look hideous. Shudddduppppp !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGaNDSfcI/AAAAAAAACwc/hUt_zwUC8oI/s1600-h/IT+WAS+THE+THIRD+DAY+I+KNOW..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249585731647733186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGaNDSfcI/AAAAAAAACwc/hUt_zwUC8oI/s200/IT+WAS+THE+THIRD+DAY+I+KNOW..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camping camping, 7day walk ! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGaf9ZGzI/AAAAAAAACwk/w2mXsWXspSM/s1600-h/CIMG4676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249585736723274546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGaf9ZGzI/AAAAAAAACwk/w2mXsWXspSM/s200/CIMG4676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGbLZ-PtI/AAAAAAAACws/GlPwCtOGmUE/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249585748385873618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGbLZ-PtI/AAAAAAAACws/GlPwCtOGmUE/s200/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best reflecting moments, always with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGbSbMhdI/AAAAAAAACw0/L_XSIF_K94c/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249585750270051794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpGbSbMhdI/AAAAAAAACw0/L_XSIF_K94c/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday boyyyyyyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEoGLZ2ZI/AAAAAAAACvs/Bfkz5ZJfXsM/s1600-h/DSC00802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249583771297634706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEoGLZ2ZI/AAAAAAAACvs/Bfkz5ZJfXsM/s200/DSC00802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First nightmare; not the company, but the lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEoqIHeLI/AAAAAAAACv0/DnK4unb1W4A/s1600-h/DSC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249583780947523762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEoqIHeLI/AAAAAAAACv0/DnK4unb1W4A/s200/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEoyjF3yI/AAAAAAAACv8/bXXQcoRuuNQ/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249583783208148770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEoyjF3yI/AAAAAAAACv8/bXXQcoRuuNQ/s200/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEo8INDbI/AAAAAAAACwE/eT6rMv1Ebvs/s1600-h/LAUGH+MY+ASS+OF+LAHZ!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249583785779727794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEo8INDbI/AAAAAAAACwE/eT6rMv1Ebvs/s200/LAUGH+MY+ASS+OF+LAHZ!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The joke of the entire semester ! LOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEpbcFKdI/AAAAAAAACwM/_Nnp26jueAI/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249583794184595922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpEpbcFKdI/AAAAAAAACwM/_Nnp26jueAI/s200/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDd0c-jVI/AAAAAAAACvE/PLmvK_CGvdo/s1600-h/SUNDAYYY.+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249582495229185362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDd0c-jVI/AAAAAAAACvE/PLmvK_CGvdo/s200/SUNDAYYY.+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDd4eFOKI/AAAAAAAACvM/OP_S7JgPMKc/s1600-h/E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249582496307558562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDd4eFOKI/AAAAAAAACvM/OP_S7JgPMKc/s200/E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDeP5CspI/AAAAAAAACvU/RRuo7xWyrWg/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249582502594654866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDeP5CspI/AAAAAAAACvU/RRuo7xWyrWg/s200/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDes3MHDI/AAAAAAAACvc/vGlkWD1Bvno/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249582510371511346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDes3MHDI/AAAAAAAACvc/vGlkWD1Bvno/s200/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monthsaries. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDe0JicCI/AAAAAAAACvk/2kq7eECJ6k0/s1600-h/IMG_4789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249582512327520290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpDe0JicCI/AAAAAAAACvk/2kq7eECJ6k0/s200/IMG_4789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The all time favourite but most irritating brother, ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCvT3vmMI/AAAAAAAACuc/6BjSKxqgmlU/s1600-h/CIMG2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581696209098946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCvT3vmMI/AAAAAAAACuc/6BjSKxqgmlU/s200/CIMG2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E65F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCvl5-PaI/AAAAAAAACuk/cZ4kROREiTA/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581701050285474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCvl5-PaI/AAAAAAAACuk/cZ4kROREiTA/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCv_roB1I/AAAAAAAACus/IgigXM9Z7AI/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581707969431378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCv_roB1I/AAAAAAAACus/IgigXM9Z7AI/s200/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HuijieTeo ! Lolol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCwVY-yAI/AAAAAAAACu0/ZMUe82UDMd4/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581713796810754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCwVY-yAI/AAAAAAAACu0/ZMUe82UDMd4/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCwXkcXZI/AAAAAAAACu8/zqf_kyvWsdM/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581714381757842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCwXkcXZI/AAAAAAAACu8/zqf_kyvWsdM/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCFhrqPkI/AAAAAAAACt0/w_NEtn5Rkzg/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580978362007106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCFhrqPkI/AAAAAAAACt0/w_NEtn5Rkzg/s200/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCGL_2HqI/AAAAAAAACt8/l651TG5GukE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580989720960674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCGL_2HqI/AAAAAAAACt8/l651TG5GukE/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249597860194982002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpRcLaSmHI/AAAAAAAACzU/bS0Uizo07i8/s200/917643816l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had to post this, if not I cannot sleeep. HAHAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCGeNHvlI/AAAAAAAACuE/kcd1bKLaeOs/s1600-h/THIRTY-THREE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580994608479826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCGeNHvlI/AAAAAAAACuE/kcd1bKLaeOs/s200/THIRTY-THREE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCG4R4P9I/AAAAAAAACuM/bbxIXRRnj9c/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581001607757778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCG4R4P9I/AAAAAAAACuM/bbxIXRRnj9c/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCHA0xGUI/AAAAAAAACuU/n7dCB9GKP98/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249581003901573442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpCHA0xGUI/AAAAAAAACuU/n7dCB9GKP98/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A souvenir, a gift from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBcgsRA4I/AAAAAAAACtM/JynqSy1nTl0/s1600-h/24-05-06_0747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580273721475970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBcgsRA4I/AAAAAAAACtM/JynqSy1nTl0/s200/24-05-06_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Younger times, better days as a person for us. The innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBchKgxRI/AAAAAAAACtU/dhOBaIpmb8E/s1600-h/25-04-06_1704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580273848337682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBchKgxRI/AAAAAAAACtU/dhOBaIpmb8E/s200/25-04-06_1704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBc3EcKLI/AAAAAAAACtc/fCG_4okGiE8/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580279728449714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBc3EcKLI/AAAAAAAACtc/fCG_4okGiE8/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBdhDuGkI/AAAAAAAACts/RvpsW9xBtm4/s1600-h/DSC00691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580290999720514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBdhDuGkI/AAAAAAAACts/RvpsW9xBtm4/s200/DSC00691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAXTljRyI/AAAAAAAACsk/b_1_sGJbMTg/s1600-h/MEL+BEING+SNAPPED..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249579084792678178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAXTljRyI/AAAAAAAACsk/b_1_sGJbMTg/s200/MEL+BEING+SNAPPED..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Round face family ? HAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAXvItcKI/AAAAAAAACss/UdXFUCDqjqQ/s1600-h/20061003+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249579092187902114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAXvItcKI/AAAAAAAACss/UdXFUCDqjqQ/s200/20061003+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAYOZYd8I/AAAAAAAACs0/iYKN66qJTlk/s1600-h/SPORTS+CARNIVAL+PLUS+NADIE%27S+BIRTHDAY.+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249579100579329986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAYOZYd8I/AAAAAAAACs0/iYKN66qJTlk/s200/SPORTS+CARNIVAL+PLUS+NADIE%27S+BIRTHDAY.+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Go 4.4 ! ;DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAYKikrdI/AAAAAAAACs8/EVXvr5VD9vs/s1600-h/Peekture-0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249579099544137170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAYKikrdI/AAAAAAAACs8/EVXvr5VD9vs/s200/Peekture-0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random day, great fun. Zoooooooooooooo we're going to the zoo zoo zoo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAYVR41lI/AAAAAAAACtE/RzD-3RhaL1w/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249579102426945106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpAYVR41lI/AAAAAAAACtE/RzD-3RhaL1w/s200/DSC00720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gatheringsssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_s9WO4iI/AAAAAAAACsc/Ukx4nUS6kxY/s1600-h/GRAD+NIGHT+2006.+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249578357268341282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_s9WO4iI/AAAAAAAACsc/Ukx4nUS6kxY/s200/GRAD+NIGHT+2006.+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grad night love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_ahww0QI/AAAAAAAACr0/_UZpTzcjLGg/s1600-h/FIRE+SPARKLES!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249578040625778946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_ahww0QI/AAAAAAAACr0/_UZpTzcjLGg/s200/FIRE+SPARKLES!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sexay outings, bbq those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_aiLR5xI/AAAAAAAACr8/DRbWRJYvWJM/s1600-h/YAY..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249578040736999186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_aiLR5xI/AAAAAAAACr8/DRbWRJYvWJM/s200/YAY..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_axWZQFI/AAAAAAAACsE/Q4FAX-_CZxM/s1600-h/THE+SAUSAGE!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249578044810149970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_axWZQFI/AAAAAAAACsE/Q4FAX-_CZxM/s200/THE+SAUSAGE!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Up till now, I still insist I wasnt drunk. I wasnt okay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_bK4SexI/AAAAAAAACsM/rqueElWyRpc/s1600-h/SPORTS+CARNIVAL+PLUS+NADIE%27S+BIRTHDAY.+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249578051663198994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_bK4SexI/AAAAAAAACsM/rqueElWyRpc/s200/SPORTS+CARNIVAL+PLUS+NADIE%27S+BIRTHDAY.+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_bSx0oiI/AAAAAAAACsU/cTdbNG131ew/s1600-h/grad2006+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249578053783560738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNo_bSx0oiI/AAAAAAAACsU/cTdbNG131ew/s200/grad2006+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Candid by Nadieeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZdtgeCprI/AAAAAAAACrE/5Ta2t939m10/s1600-h/DSC04133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485452138325682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZdtgeCprI/AAAAAAAACrE/5Ta2t939m10/s200/DSC04133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mass dinnerrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZdtz2ukpI/AAAAAAAACrM/kDjc-n7rip4/s1600-h/P1000255.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485457342141074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZdtz2ukpI/AAAAAAAACrM/kDjc-n7rip4/s200/P1000255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; CAMP CORRI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZduv77uXI/AAAAAAAACrU/R96qlBRWTxI/s1600-h/P1000265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485473470101874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZduv77uXI/AAAAAAAACrU/R96qlBRWTxI/s200/P1000265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZduyqALeI/AAAAAAAACrc/uKyh0aOxIJg/s1600-h/P1000267.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485474200202722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZduyqALeI/AAAAAAAACrc/uKyh0aOxIJg/s200/P1000267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Barbara, the floor mopper. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZdvJtr39I/AAAAAAAACrk/wY03kUBETKY/s1600-h/20061003+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248485480389664722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZdvJtr39I/AAAAAAAACrk/wY03kUBETKY/s200/20061003+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; how I missed those piggybacking days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249580285733895842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpBdNcP_qI/AAAAAAAACtk/CnCBaFiHsfI/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; running away from Joseph cause of our fbtssss. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKEJAAk0I/AAAAAAAACqc/5RIJ1XNrfAg/s1600-h/RACHEL+AND+MEL.+SHE+WAS+STILL+A+BUNG+BACK+THEN..jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463850742780738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKEJAAk0I/AAAAAAAACqc/5RIJ1XNrfAg/s200/RACHEL+AND+MEL.+SHE+WAS+STILL+A+BUNG+BACK+THEN..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; GUIDES !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKEDuMLoI/AAAAAAAACqk/Qx-jV687ssc/s1600-h/SEC+FOURFOUR..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463849325866626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKEDuMLoI/AAAAAAAACqk/Qx-jV687ssc/s200/SEC+FOURFOUR..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKERivPpI/AAAAAAAACqs/rzk6XoB1HP0/s1600-h/THE+7DAYS+WE+WALKED.+THE+MEMORIES+WE+HAD..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463853035929234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKERivPpI/AAAAAAAACqs/rzk6XoB1HP0/s200/THE+7DAYS+WE+WALKED.+THE+MEMORIES+WE+HAD..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Small company, great vibes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKEubyzUI/AAAAAAAACq0/FDAEkDEa_6U/s1600-h/THE+NUMBER+OF+PEOPLE+GETTING+SENT+OUT+OF+CLASS..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463860791430466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKEubyzUI/AAAAAAAACq0/FDAEkDEa_6U/s200/THE+NUMBER+OF+PEOPLE+GETTING+SENT+OUT+OF+CLASS..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; The classic, sending out of class days ! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKE0VXNLI/AAAAAAAACq8/BgqTup4L27c/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463862375068850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZKE0VXNLI/AAAAAAAACq8/BgqTup4L27c/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I have fat cheeks &amp;amp; round face. I KNOWWWW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIb557jUI/AAAAAAAACp0/N-DVrMK4_yk/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462059984358722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIb557jUI/AAAAAAAACp0/N-DVrMK4_yk/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awwwww. Guess who baby ? ;p Laughs at Fiona. &lt;strong&gt;So damn cute pleaseee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIcOuwJwI/AAAAAAAACp8/KbTQzXvLvdE/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIcJfPKwI/AAAAAAAACqE/v2OP-WZUXkE/s1600-h/FOURTY-EIGHT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462064167365378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIcJfPKwI/AAAAAAAACqE/v2OP-WZUXkE/s200/FOURTY-EIGHT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toddlers, toddler's joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIcnfF0GI/AAAAAAAACqM/GVVdby7Hu2A/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462072219816034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIcnfF0GI/AAAAAAAACqM/GVVdby7Hu2A/s200/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; the most classic oneeeeeeeee;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248462075525116210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNZIczzIsTI/AAAAAAAACqU/BTN6Q5F2MGw/s200/BARBARA!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barbara Lim ! LOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanna take this chance to thank all of you who have appeared in my life, &amp;amp; you made life easier and more fun filled for me. I heart all of you plenty many many. &amp;amp; of course, &lt;strong&gt;darling Lenis.&lt;/strong&gt; I love you the most luh okay ! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1279166415395833525?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1279166415395833525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1279166415395833525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-i-feel-like-updating-again_7349.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SNpMM-wQizI/AAAAAAAACy0/zBq3ZKuqXzM/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-195872986091007623</id><published>2008-09-10T08:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should stop going to school on alternate days. Howwwwwww ! School start almost 2weeks alr, I've only gone to school for 3days so far. Excellenttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood to blog, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-195872986091007623?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/195872986091007623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/195872986091007623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-should-stop-going-to-school-on_1008.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5334546698203501462</id><published>2008-09-06T12:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was looking through all the photos that was taken these recent days, &amp;amp; I realised I really havent got much to say, probably dragged it for too long I forgotten what I wanted to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to keep this memory in the pictures, because I dont want to dig them from memory. I know my posts are getting wordier each time, but I really dont care. Pictures, as it seems now are just a capture of a moment, probably plastic anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, school has started &amp;amp; our class seems fine. Seems like PP is totally screwed cause idk why I am still not fucking completing it yet when submission date is like, 2 freaking days away. -.- Advisor is insisting to meet me on Monday. Now howwwww, tell me howwwwwwwwwww !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading my blog, I've been like. Cranky all the past posts. HAHAHA, why ! I guess imma just really tired out. Havent been sleeping well all these while. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to stop being so freaking _________. Idk, what to insert. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till againnnnn, when imma in a better mood to bloggggggg. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5334546698203501462?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5334546698203501462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5334546698203501462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-looking-through-all-photos-that_1946.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1924774036166261720</id><published>2008-09-04T20:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zomgggg, school is damn boring. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with everything cause imma so sick of everything now. Its only the &lt;strong&gt;third&lt;/strong&gt; day of school and imma already dying for the two months holidays to come. It doesnt help much that&lt;em&gt; I already pon'd one day of school. &lt;/em&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fiona&lt;/span&gt; tmr for some catching up session. Chalets, came &amp;amp; went like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM STILL FUCKING LAZY TO UPDATE ON EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED. ROARRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1924774036166261720?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1924774036166261720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1924774036166261720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/09/zomgggg-school-is-damn-boring_7394.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8512552678906225457</id><published>2008-08-28T11:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Town &amp;amp; Haji-ed with Tricia today. Shall blog about it when I get the peektures. The thing with me is imma always lazy to bring the camera out. So punishment is to have to wait for the peektures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Imma aching all over &amp;amp; I feel very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Issit because I walked too much today ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Or work was too tiring after that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I just had Macs a few hours ago, &amp;amp; I feel hungry again. Whats wrong with my stomach lately. I've been eating like a cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I need to stop shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Aching cause of the accumulation of lack of sleep ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I really dislike Haji stairs in the shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Imma having horrendous complexion. Shuddup, I set my own criteria. Only Sissy understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. As you can already see, I feel very cranky now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Lenis Lim is not replying my msg, I hate people not replying my msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. This cycle of me not sleeping at the right time needs to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Melissa wants to sleep at 10pm everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. School is starting on Wednesday. I totally not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 4.4 chalet is next Wednesday, everyone make sure you turn up okay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Shopping with Mommy tmr &amp;amp; SAF open house with Baby on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Its 2.42am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Someone, please slap me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Actually, imma kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Okaythanksbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8512552678906225457?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8512552678906225457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8512552678906225457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/town-haji-ed-with-tricia-today_6685.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1721462018095160005</id><published>2008-08-24T12:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I can totally kill myself now. Its fucking 25th August already &amp;amp; I'm still not fucking touching my PP. Good job. Imma here getting pissed with myself, but still not taking any fucking initiative to start. -.- Oh fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to snap out of this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1721462018095160005?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1721462018095160005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1721462018095160005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-can-totally-kill-myself-now_8712.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-939953208274428272</id><published>2008-08-20T09:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxXOX11yoI/AAAAAAAAB6A/z_MBImcFVCc/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656371154668162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxXOX11yoI/AAAAAAAAB6A/z_MBImcFVCc/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The absent minded me forgot all about my laptop &amp;amp; left it at tuition centre after work. The best thing is, I didnt even realise it until Christine called me up, &amp;amp; told me. -.- I still told her &lt;strong&gt;confidently&lt;/strong&gt; I had everything with me when she asked me to think what I have left behind. Double -.- Lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went in search of my &lt;strong&gt;Bak Kut Teh&lt;/strong&gt; today with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the bf,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nabeyyyyy. When I finally found it, &lt;strong&gt;sold out&lt;/strong&gt; alr can ! Disappointed like mad. ): So, we were thinking what other food can we get at Geylang. I was thinking, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Geylang confirm got food to eat one. Its Geylang leh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So, I suggested, to take a cab down the streets of Geylang to spot nice food. I told the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;very sad Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; not to worry cause &lt;strong&gt;the taxi uncle confirm know what other nice food is there at Geylang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, so I happily flagged down a cab. But guess what ?! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The cab driver is a Indian, &amp;amp; does not know anything about Geylang ! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So we did a mini tour along the streets &amp;amp; settled for Duck rice. I recommend one okay, wanted to bring Baby there since the last time he brought me to the one at Bugis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My duck rice more power right ! HAHAHAHA. ;D This round, I win ! Aye, you can never fight with me for food. Imma always better at finding good food ! ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about Baby, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; was just talking awhile ago on msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hmmm, thats still quite some time aye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg, when mine goes in I think I can just go bang wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAHA ya . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think you will suffer from love sick lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;somemore now you keep sticking to him . confirm he enlist you cry one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dont scare me please =\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Roarrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cannot be that bad right ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;advice is to not be so reliant on him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so you wont feel that bad when he enlist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can . why not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im like that what thats why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but he dun like so i must change lorrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I want to see him grow during that period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yep . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will one . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;confirm will mature one . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe I can overcome it &amp;amp; wait for him to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg, I sound so mature suddenly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 yrs is not a short time .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think you can go tru it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after all you 2 have been tru alot .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yup, definitely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lenis Lim, imma still going to stick to you like leech. You'd better not ditch me okay ! I will pester you till death. HAHAHAHA. Imma going to lock you up &amp;amp; keep you to myself only. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay yes, drama over. Lol. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you 92387436928637649386437493765lifetimes ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656379630554194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxXO3apjFI/AAAAAAAAB6I/ltLv-QLRlik/s200/CIMG2323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236657314757345314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxYFTCQACI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/XxLDI4k5K40/s200/CIMG2325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Sis' outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to Town last weeeeeeeeek. That is all not important now, just want to note the following down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" After everything that i've been through, she's the only one supporting every move i made. Despite mistakes i've made, she'd still stand by my side &amp;amp; help me to move on with everything. When i'm down, she'd be the first one on the phone giving me advices, listening to my every word. Even with silence, i feel at peace just with her presence.I love you Sissy, Melissa Lee Jie Wei ♥ "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody, let's go awwwwww ! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656342465203906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxXMs9vTsI/AAAAAAAAB5o/_idn7xwQ9Ko/s200/P1020305.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sissy, from that secondary school girl till what you are now, I've seen you grown, alot. The pain, trauma, laughter, whatever that has been written, noted &amp;amp; forgotten. Many times, people mistaken you because they dont understand you. Many times, I felt like I could see through you, yet at the same time, not know what is going on with you. But all I want you to know is, at the end of the day, you still have me to fall back on, however big the situation youre facing. (: I love you ! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second to my Baby, if not he jealous uhhhh. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yes, this is a shoutout to you Fiona Leng !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faster get done &amp;amp; over with your papers, havent seen you in years please ! Hurry call me when your last paper end okay ! In the meanwhile, jiayou luh da xiao jie ! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; lastly to the one &amp;amp; only;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236659660061410754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxaNz-UBcI/AAAAAAAAB7U/i3t1i4PxSyc/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236659657564323186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxaNqq9fXI/AAAAAAAAB7M/wyEWvXAYMaw/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thankyou my love, you magnify my good, and accepted my flaws. You made me perfect, by dismissing my imperfect. Those pictures, we were actually still so young thinking back. The latter, up till today is my favourite display picture. Dont ask me why, I'm just really attached to it. I love you Sweetheart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236656349085660146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxXNFoLc_I/AAAAAAAAB54/3PkmvKDgMAY/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, goodnight all you folks ! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-939953208274428272?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/939953208274428272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/939953208274428272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/absent-minded-me-forgot-all-about-my_2116.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKxXOX11yoI/AAAAAAAAB6A/z_MBImcFVCc/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3394939756676608466</id><published>2008-08-17T04:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgLsPQ2oiI/AAAAAAAAB5I/IHOnw30OB4M/s1600-h/z160054933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447421457572386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgLsPQ2oiI/AAAAAAAAB5I/IHOnw30OB4M/s200/z160054933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, so imma finally sick of having no tagboard. It really does feel weird, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a hard time churning out my papers, finally file checking is over today. Hopefully Phua wont find any fault with it. Roarrrrr. But still, finally can let it come to a rest after 9386439847364384743865years. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; before I start screaming my lungs out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;School's out ! Holidays, I heart you long time. ;DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, been meeting &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pretty much. The rest of the people are &lt;strong&gt;still stuck in their books&lt;/strong&gt;. There's a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;class chalet&lt;/span&gt; coming up pretty soon, so I guess thats when we can all meet &amp;amp; really catch up. Exciting exciting. Haha. Come to think of it, Sissy is not in my class back in secondary school days. Funny how we got close only after we seperated classes. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tmr for our little picnic. Imma looking forward ! (: Havent exactly thought of where yet, but yes. &lt;strong&gt;Picnic, definitely.&lt;/strong&gt; Please,&lt;em&gt; I beg for good weather&lt;/em&gt;. Roarrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgL5VeturI/AAAAAAAAB5g/sb7I_P5ddas/s1600-h/t160068866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447646464621234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgL5VeturI/AAAAAAAAB5g/sb7I_P5ddas/s200/t160068866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgL09j4ceI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/KuaWpFfi3cU/s1600-h/t160054434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235447571324367330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgL09j4ceI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/KuaWpFfi3cU/s200/t160054434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, before I get all my peektures to blog, miss me okay ! ;D Hahahaha.&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/5164947019958552512-3394939756676608466?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3394939756676608466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3394939756676608466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol-so-imma-finally-sick-of-having-no_9935.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SKgLsPQ2oiI/AAAAAAAAB5I/IHOnw30OB4M/s72-c/z160054933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-9091942778882915689</id><published>2008-08-13T13:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its currently 5.02am now, gonna get ready in half's an hour time to meet my boy. I want to take the morning bus to his home, the first morning bus. I somehow, really like that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I've been thinking, of the friendships I have lost over time. How some friendships cannot take the test of time, slowly just fading like that. So whatever happened to the times we spent with each other, did they disappear with time as well ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not good with losing people, people that I truly value upon friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-9091942778882915689?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/9091942778882915689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/9091942778882915689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-currently-5_3695.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4777802562069969839</id><published>2008-08-10T11:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w1VBeEeI/AAAAAAAAB4I/r4aIVqB4Qh4/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w1y0ONBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/mvD4aa8B7s8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954992759813138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w1y0ONBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/mvD4aa8B7s8/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aye, its 2.06am now, &amp;amp; imma going to sleep soon. Tmr feels like a holiday, since my brother IS having the day off. Why poly dont have holiday tmr ?! &lt;strong&gt;So unfair.&lt;/strong&gt; Roarrrrr. &amp;amp; I know I look retarded in the photo above, shuddupppppp already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side track, I seem to feel very hungry. Bah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant seem to remember anything about my life recently, the events that took place. All that I can remember about anything is me stressing out over the billion papers I have to mark, worrying about my PP, of both which I still cant get my lazy bum to get done to it still. -.- &lt;strong&gt;Above all, I spend alot of time with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt; now. ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though he is still &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; satisfied, that boy. Grrrr. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont mind spending just quick half an hour's with him, sending me home or me just looking him up during his breaks. But I like to spend the entire day with him just doing nothing. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, nothing to us is everything. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to just snuggle up in bed with him, how I can just see him with no makeup at all, something that I am not comfortable with any other people, challenging him to bed fights or doing Sudoku together. He is always damn fast to solve luh ! &lt;strong&gt;Super annoying.&lt;/strong&gt; Roarrrr. Or how he always like to play &lt;strong&gt;Pepsi Cola 123&lt;/strong&gt; with me. HAHAHAHA. Its because he always win lohhhhhh. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've taken a liking to watch movies with him recently. Idk why, I used to think movies are a waste of my money. &lt;strong&gt;But, I guess this company I have makes it all up. ;D&lt;/strong&gt; My baby can also predict &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;every move &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that I take,&lt;/span&gt; and each word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; that I am going to say.&lt;/span&gt; He knows what &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; I am thinking, and always give in to me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He always protect me, even from the slightest discomfort that I might recieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realise, everytime we fist fight/ bed fight/ pillow fight, he will always make sure that I do not knock my head when I am playing, because he's super strong &amp;amp; I am only bound on winning, so I just knock &amp;amp; hit &amp;amp; kick without looking at all. I never used to realise it until I was about to knock on the wall and his hand &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; went to cushion the knock, but it was damn hard so still damn pain. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gives in to me alot, because he cannot stand my &lt;strong&gt;super powerful whinings.&lt;/strong&gt; But I think he is already &lt;em&gt;immune &lt;/em&gt;to it. Aye, maybe I shouldn't have used my whining power so much. ): But its okay ! Cause &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby still gives in to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hoho, recently I convinced him to&lt;strong&gt; let me draw on his belly button.&lt;/strong&gt; LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. I always like to irritate him like that, with the many many things I do. I think I took a peekture of it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232955211011283698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8xCf3bWvI/AAAAAAAAB4g/Oy2GjLtxtgE/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;He kept it for like 2days before washing it offffff.&lt;/strong&gt; Omggggggggg. LOLOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I think I side tracked alot&lt;strong&gt;. Oops.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA. So I've been seeing this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;little annoying yet so addictable Mr. &lt;/span&gt;almost everyday now, and I dont ever seem to get sick of him. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's super annoying loh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love to irritate the shit out of him&lt;/span&gt; when we're in the mrt, especially when its crowded I'll want to irritate him even more, but he has thought of a solution to shut me up. Roarrrr. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just you wait. I will counter attack you soon !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were on the phone just now, &amp;amp; I said something he thought to be very &lt;em&gt;ah-lian.&lt;/em&gt; Then he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;made me apologise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I did not even do anything wrong. At first, I refused to, then he started to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whine &amp;amp; whine non stop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;( He learnt it from yours truly, I bet. HAHAHAHAHA. )&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; I had to give in. Roarrrrrrrrr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;However, I secretly love it when he whines cause he is so damn cute. Also cause he seldom does that, only when he is damn sleepy, or trying to act cute. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh oh oh ! &amp;amp; the best thing I love about him is his big fat cheeks. Hahaha, not fat luh skinny like shit. But, his cheeks will always turn red when it gets hot, or when he angry, or when he shyyyy, or feel malu, or paiseh. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He claims that I act cute all the time, &amp;amp; I always ask him, "Huh, I where got need to act. Imma naturally cute what ! " HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954980795354530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w1GPrDaI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Uug3w6eFQuk/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHT ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please say yes, all of you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954973030210994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w0pUUXbI/AAAAAAAAB34/T5psEnM6Yi0/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is his handphone display peeektureeeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My boyfriend loves me alot, but I'm only going to tell him how much I love him if he whines to me like a baby. MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, imma like talking to myself. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232954996414331346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w2AbhudI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/fNBfmETiI2c/s200/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lastly,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found this !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Omggggggg, I looked retarded last time. HAHAHAHA. I still remembered, I insisted to take peekture with the duck, which I think was my favourite toy back then. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Classic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.05am&lt;/span&gt; now. Gotta sleep gotta sleep, goodnight ! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.s. I spent 1 frigging hour typing this entry ! =\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4777802562069969839?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4777802562069969839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4777802562069969839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/aye-its-2_1071.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJ8w1y0ONBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/mvD4aa8B7s8/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8093562647326707330</id><published>2008-08-07T22:59:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My sexy voice is back again. Goddddd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8093562647326707330?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8093562647326707330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8093562647326707330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-sexy-voice-is-back-again_2440.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8729941612944388635</id><published>2008-08-04T23:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, this is a very important post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love my Baby boy. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8729941612944388635?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8729941612944388635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8729941612944388635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-this-is-very-important-post_2322.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-8045514488172116907</id><published>2008-08-04T17:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230909243521241954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfsPhBkE2I/AAAAAAAABzg/wf2JTvpxkM8/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for NDP Preview on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did a little shopping first in town, while collecting her camera. Met &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a mini while, then off to &lt;strong&gt;Marina Bay.&lt;/strong&gt; Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun wasn't that bad afterall, &lt;em&gt;I was scared my makeup melt in the sun so I put on super minimal makeup which totally melted by the time we reached our seats. -.-&lt;/em&gt; Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230909252985925570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfsQESHr8I/AAAAAAAABz4/IwpW9i7U1r8/s200/small_DSC02434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230910297625189602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJftM33h3OI/AAAAAAAAB0A/EmRwwu3EiVE/s200/small_DSC02438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230910298583394466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJftM7b-6KI/AAAAAAAAB0I/VNvKmjSeKbs/s200/small_DSC02440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230910296838707234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJftM08BGCI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/8vp0QEyjJ-U/s200/small_DSC02442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230910303099087042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJftNMQm6MI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/gImy9plDwCg/s200/small_DSC02450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfukVoHdBI/AAAAAAAAB1o/77-VSQYh_VE/s1600-h/small_DSC02468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911800262226962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfukVoHdBI/AAAAAAAAB1o/77-VSQYh_VE/s200/small_DSC02468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230912024404907010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuxYn5VAI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ARs6XdmkblY/s200/small_DSC02473.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWDeZt8I/AAAAAAAAB0o/WwKZlUFS_aI/s1600-h/small_DSC02453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911554871474114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWDeZt8I/AAAAAAAAB0o/WwKZlUFS_aI/s200/small_DSC02453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230910299991195714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJftNAroQEI/AAAAAAAAB0g/pDTu3hj-EHM/s200/small_DSC02452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our prettaye tattoos !&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; I insist imma better tattoo-er than &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tricia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; please. Look at what is left of my tattoo after going through her hands ! LOLOLOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWPxw8EI/AAAAAAAAB0w/Fp5ZHCX3yeQ/s1600-h/small_DSC02457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911558173913154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWPxw8EI/AAAAAAAAB0w/Fp5ZHCX3yeQ/s200/small_DSC02457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWJWAMLI/AAAAAAAAB04/45jKb3utWno/s1600-h/small_DSC02458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911556446859442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWJWAMLI/AAAAAAAAB04/45jKb3utWno/s200/small_DSC02458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Okay, I said it was tak glam already aye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230912021578475522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuxOGBaAI/AAAAAAAAB14/4UYdefxeasM/s200/small_DSC02471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is my favourite part of the show ! Omgggggg, they drew a heart to show their love &amp;amp; concern. So damn sweeeeeeeeeet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911798951770594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfukQvreeI/AAAAAAAAB1g/tD1irVRiIoQ/s200/small_DSC02466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911805925825250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfukqubGuI/AAAAAAAAB1w/sA8XjVXJ_Nw/s200/small_DSC02469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omgggggg, THE BLACK KNIGHTS ! ;DDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911800222749330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfukVetEpI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/m1zVuWu8q_s/s200/small_DSC02463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911795246691778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfukC8UdcI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/jZ93V2IJrIU/s200/small_DSC02462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWUx126I/AAAAAAAAB1A/fcqEziU9Uck/s1600-h/small_DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911559516412834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWUx126I/AAAAAAAAB1A/fcqEziU9Uck/s200/small_DSC02460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWZa98ZI/AAAAAAAAB1I/C4Ix15zzy7g/s1600-h/small_DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230911560762651026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuWZa98ZI/AAAAAAAAB1I/C4Ix15zzy7g/s200/small_DSC02461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ceremony wise was good. The first part, with all the marching &amp;amp; both of us was damn high, as compared to all the others. They were pretty er, dead at first. Hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tricia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;kept laughing at the people crowding around the Merlion please. Lolol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight of the entire session was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Black Knights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I practically screamed my lungs off please. &lt;strong&gt;Omg, they are damn cool please.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; when I asked &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to go be a pilot, he just whatever me loh. -.- Lol, funny shit. &amp;amp; all the &lt;em&gt;stimulators&lt;/em&gt; are super annoying. I thought like at least the cabinet will come, but roar. &lt;strong&gt;No one came lohhhh ! -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red Lions were coolio too, the last one was coming down with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;National flag&lt;/span&gt;. ;D Oh, &amp;amp; I sang the National anthem, twice somemore. Lol, cant remember the last time I sang it. Suddenly felt &lt;em&gt;super patriotic.&lt;/em&gt; ;p Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230909240300119010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfsPVBlo-I/AAAAAAAABzY/uu5zJxnraXU/s200/Compare.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913535679258082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfwJWjx3eI/AAAAAAAAB3I/yVcC-9xhLo8/s200/small_DSC02513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913534255837730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfwJRQaMiI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/eFQRYnImGxE/s200/small_DSC02515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913188299212002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfv1Id7BOI/AAAAAAAAB2g/LxO_kxQZ3aw/s200/small_DSC02493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913192824411634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfv1ZU0FfI/AAAAAAAAB2w/muVUUVxi1Qk/s200/small_DSC02502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913193662296850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfv1cclMxI/AAAAAAAAB2o/XX06pUbjAy0/s200/small_DSC02497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230912029766209426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuxsmIT5I/AAAAAAAAB2I/L_sAAM2GiYU/s200/small_DSC02481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913197835791842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfv1r_nreI/AAAAAAAAB3A/FoPCco0LUzU/s200/small_DSC02505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913196183677698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfv1l1uawI/AAAAAAAAB24/b4OlX2J87Gg/s200/small_DSC02504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230912026409897394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfuxgF7DbI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/DIMhcczMnVw/s200/small_DSC02487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230912033566218722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfux6wH2eI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/UBqjh6Rqrc8/s200/small_DSC02489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Performance wise, I dont understand at all luh, only felt like sleeping. HAHAHA, my artistic braincells not power enough luh okay ! Lol. Only &lt;strong&gt;super happy&lt;/strong&gt; to see the fireworks ! ;DDDD Hohoho,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I love fireworks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913534875529858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfwJTkJ8oI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/LgItRsOetc8/s200/small_DSC02517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913536101937314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfwJYIjcKI/AAAAAAAAB3g/UK1gerB0iYw/s200/small_DSC02518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913539887537378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfwJmPHHOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/9VENfd6gmPY/s200/small_DSC02519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230913628007146018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfwOugdoiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Zk1-GPWW0SA/s200/small_DSC02520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230909252396604018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfsQCFnWnI/AAAAAAAABzo/DTZBpMiXzHQ/s200/IMG_4811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ljs for dinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then slacked at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marina&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;after the parade, waiting for the crowd to clearrrrrrr. (: Decided the place was too ________ (I cant find a suitable word), so we went back to my place. Slacked lagi more, then home for Tricia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay can, imma in class now &amp;amp; feeling super tired. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;skipped work today, I should have just pon'd school to go his house to sleep, then come for UT only. Roarrrrrrr. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230909253954997666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfsQH5KjaI/AAAAAAAABzw/_7fPt8kH8lM/s200/Photoshopped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in the name of National Day. Happy Birthday Singapore ! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-8045514488172116907?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8045514488172116907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/8045514488172116907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/met-tricia-for-ndp-preview-on-saturday_4477.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJfsPhBkE2I/AAAAAAAABzg/wf2JTvpxkM8/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3354698491653794799</id><published>2008-08-03T09:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Monday blues, the week of the month came &amp;amp; my eyes are pissing the shit off me. It hurts so much so, I have to wear specs to school. Tak glam to the max. Roarrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Baby last Wednesday to do PP supposedly, obviously plan failed, like ultimately cause we ended up arguing about other random stuff, debating non stop, refusing to get back to my PP. Lol. Anyhow. I realised the submission date wasn't 1st August. Hohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caught Dark Knight, pretty good actually, though I was biased cause I was dying to watch Money No enough. ): Baby obviously handed out the objection signal. Roarrrr. Anyhow, he made it all up by ensuring it was a great movie &amp;amp; being super sweet the entire day. Hohoho. It was a long time since we took a bus home together again, eh ? (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to school on Friday, I was thinking. I dont want to be early for Fiza's lessons. Might as well pop by Baby's place to give him a surprise &amp;amp; wake him up for breakfast before going school. Turns out, Baby took an off day, wanting to surprise me in school. Now tell me, whose plan failed ? Haha. We were cursing at each other for ruining each other's plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn out I pon'd school &amp;amp; we just continue to sleep. Lol, got up shortly &amp;amp; did up all the documents before leaving house for TP, supposedly. Haha, we were too lazy to go to TP to submit the documents, so we postponed it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped a little. Then lunch at Pizza Hut, we were so hungry we ate so fast &amp;amp; couldnt finish up our food. -.- Then, caught The Mummy. It was good, but I still wanted to watch my Money No enough 2. Whined non stop &amp;amp; made Baby watch Money No enough 2 right after The Mummy. HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assured a good show, of course. Both Baby &amp;amp; me cried okay ! HAHAHA. Ajisen after that, I was super hungry already. Bus-ed home. ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt take any pictures, but I just want to note all these down. Roar, mood swings. Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love Baby. ;DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3354698491653794799?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3354698491653794799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3354698491653794799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-blues-week-of-month-came-my-eyes_9016.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1224310372824677511</id><published>2008-08-02T11:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJSm7NXN1yI/AAAAAAAABzA/LUiNPnYcH7g/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229988603413518114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJSm7NXN1yI/AAAAAAAABzA/LUiNPnYcH7g/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NDP 'o8. Awesome time with the bitch. So high, my voice almost died on me. Now, too late, too tired to blog. I'll update again when I get peektures. I need my sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imma going to force Baby to join the Black Knights &amp;amp; fly the plane and draw heart shapes for me everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1224310372824677511?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1224310372824677511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1224310372824677511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/08/ndp-o8_156.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SJSm7NXN1yI/AAAAAAAABzA/LUiNPnYcH7g/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6791233470876528090</id><published>2008-07-27T18:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zokay, there's so muchto blog about, yet. Nadie has left for Aussie alr, but I have yet to blog about the party cause I havent got the peektures yet ! Roarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sidetrack. I dreamt about me going to Australia for further studies. I was super sad, and Lenis wanted to leave me. Okay, drama mama. I wonder how will I feel if I really have to go overseas. I think I will cry until I die luh. Being alone in an entirely foreign place is, scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894342549316914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI02NLrtJTI/AAAAAAAABxI/OlsRXQRVytU/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fiona's super spastic face. LOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894345117084706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI02NVP6LCI/AAAAAAAABxQ/hzBbSWfF7-8/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227897717921190610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI05Rp7EktI/AAAAAAAAByA/bR4YVahktVU/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894349620570626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI02NmBn6gI/AAAAAAAABxY/IERWxfdovuA/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The super long time no see, joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894363836775682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI02Oa_B_QI/AAAAAAAABxo/5j3HPcnYHCA/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227897711763697858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI05RS_AsMI/AAAAAAAABx4/Oqu7UMsaK0Q/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227897707948685762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI05RExcOcI/AAAAAAAABxw/5R5ukRI9Iio/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227894360881546594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI02OP-cxWI/AAAAAAAABxg/Em6kpq-wukA/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All these are all the aftermath of the party. The ones at the party are still not with meeeee. )': Andrew kept taking super unglam pictures of us, so I'm not expecting anything good lohhhh. Super annoyinggggg. HAHAHA, okay finally caught up with some of the girls, good feeling good feeling. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I jump topics super fast &amp;amp; abruptly. But Baby bought me a book and bookmark. Haha, I only mentioned to him once, &amp;amp; he bought it once he saw it. Thankyou, loveyou luhhhh. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pon'd school one of the days again to Baby's house &amp;amp; he went to work. When I finally woke up again, ying ying was sitting by the bed, looking at me sleep. Lol. Let me show you this pretty and super naughty devil. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227901680979274770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI084Vdv7BI/AAAAAAAAByI/YSDee0_D7_o/s200/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227901686702954770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI084qyYWRI/AAAAAAAAByQ/zpYyF5OWDGw/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; she caught hold of my phone, forcing me to teach her to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227901693712063522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI085E5e3CI/AAAAAAAAByY/FwOwOrggovQ/s200/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227901700866581202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI085fjQItI/AAAAAAAAByg/P4_Z4niB5-o/s200/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sometimes, she's damn cute, sometimes she's super annoying loh. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227901705099981426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI085vUksnI/AAAAAAAAByo/_40IQjckjXg/s200/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227905028919940818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI0_7NhAVtI/AAAAAAAAByw/r2b2tpgTQMY/s200/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saturday was Town with Rowena and Tricia. I need to bloody do the shoppinggggggggggg ! Walked slacked ate, Rowena left us after Town &amp;amp; then we headed to Bugis. Wanted to Haji but ended up at my house, slacking. Oh gawddddd. Tricia saw all my ugly photos from childhood till now. Luckily her camera was down, thats why she didnt managed to snap any peektures. LOL. &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227905031934457026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI0_7YvuNMI/AAAAAAAABy4/ePzTBr4WzLw/s200/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She did her blings, I wanted tooo ! But I alr had my extensions. That irritating Lenis said hers was prettier than mine lohhhhh. Roarrrrr, another time baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; Tricia's bf looks much slimmer in real life loh. HAHAHA, Tricia said her bf will be damn happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parents went over to Grandma's place cause some relatives going to cmi alr, havoc for me &amp;amp; Derrick. He stayed out the whole night, I had the bf's company. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, imma damn tired to continue blogging alr, gotta be hardworking &amp;amp; do work ! Okaybye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6791233470876528090?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6791233470876528090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6791233470876528090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/zokay-theres-so-muchto-blog-about-yet_9155.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SI02NLrtJTI/AAAAAAAABxI/OlsRXQRVytU/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5156369364970759803</id><published>2008-07-27T17:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I stepped into class at 8.29am ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll blog later. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5156369364970759803?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5156369364970759803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5156369364970759803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-stepped-into-class-at-8_2050.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2829553612022935015</id><published>2008-07-25T20:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its almost twelve now. So, imma meeting the girls at 12.30 but imma nowhere near ready. Excellent. Let's just hope Rowena wakes up super late. &lt;strong&gt;But I always end up being the earliest, so how !&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Okay, gotta call them up now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2829553612022935015?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2829553612022935015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2829553612022935015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-almost-twelve-now_6672.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6436931153330109796</id><published>2008-07-21T18:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIVBWliS1sI/AAAAAAAABwI/YD4_msfa0n8/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654798922208962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIVBWliS1sI/AAAAAAAABwI/YD4_msfa0n8/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, its Tuesday blues today, it gets fucktardedly annoying because there isnt even a term called Tuesday blues, I made that up myself because today is not Monday. Okay, I know you can tell how cranky I am already currently. Roarrrrr, plus the the stupid weather is so fucking cold. &amp;amp; RP aircon is like -9873643683643974835degrees. Omgzxzxzxzxzxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225654809128409106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIVBXLjpGBI/AAAAAAAABwQ/fSkUdl7gtBk/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Anyhow, Xinni came by to school yesterday to look us up. Havent seen her for a year alr, hasn't changed at all luh. Lol, turns out I skipped school together with Wayne to town for some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bakerzin, shopping &amp;amp; coffee. Need I say more ? ;p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, a note to myself. I need to stop doing the flag. Its seriously damaging my pocket big time. Not like I've got much to begin with, but what the heck. I am damn sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work again, later. I only want to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHARLENE PHUA, QUICKLY SEND ME THE PEEEEEKTURES ON THE PARTYYYYY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6436931153330109796?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6436931153330109796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6436931153330109796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-its-tuesday-blues-today-it-gets_8389.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIVBWliS1sI/AAAAAAAABwI/YD4_msfa0n8/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3258043626590980391</id><published>2008-07-20T19:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIP2cm3Y7ZI/AAAAAAAABwA/jEsNW_-Twcw/s1600-h/Blobblob0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225290964009545106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIP2cm3Y7ZI/AAAAAAAABwA/jEsNW_-Twcw/s200/Blobblob0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayokay, its been a week since I last updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can remember is, I've been going to school on the minimal this week. Gotta kick the habit. Roarrrrrr, I cannot help cause school is so freaking far mahhhhhh ! =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In school today, but yet still. Imma damn lazy to blog. Aiyohhhhhhh, another time luh. I'll blog about the party when I get the peeeeeeeektures. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okthnksbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3258043626590980391?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3258043626590980391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3258043626590980391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/okayokay-its-been-week-since-i-last_4076.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SIP2cm3Y7ZI/AAAAAAAABwA/jEsNW_-Twcw/s72-c/Blobblob0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-7923520400104865133</id><published>2008-07-13T08:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqZzDgQcI/AAAAAAAABvg/DQANCafcG_A/s1600-h/Twinkle+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222533340579512770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqZzDgQcI/AAAAAAAABvg/DQANCafcG_A/s200/Twinkle+star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate Sundays, cause it means that Monday is coming very sooooon. Roarrrrrrrrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I want to complain first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THAT IRRITATING MR PHUA ASKED ME TO GO TO TUITION CENTRE ONE HOUR EARLIER TO FUCKING PICK UP A PLASTER. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One plaster only what, you cannot help me pick up issit ! &amp;amp; its not even my class which littered your stupid classroom. You want to ask me come back one hour earlier, might as well ask me sweep the floor I feel more justified what. Ask me pick up one plaster, you think you damn cute issit. Waste my precious one hour of beauty sleep, &amp;amp; my bloody cab fare. Roarrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, done. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on to happier things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222533329546044946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqZJ865hI/AAAAAAAABvY/Z1MLT1UNm4U/s200/Loveeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222533349828307666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqaVglqtI/AAAAAAAABvw/4Bo1-V4L5t8/s200/Now.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222533346669977826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqaJvlYOI/AAAAAAAABvo/9A7Djwad0Yw/s200/Coke+and+pepper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Met &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for dinner during his break from work.. Hohoho, we didnt know the drinks at Fish&amp;amp;co came in such big &lt;strike&gt;mugs&lt;/strike&gt; buckets, I almost died downing them luhhhhhhhh. &lt;em&gt;So sua ku right&lt;/em&gt;. Lol. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lenis &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was still laughing at me cause I insist I wanted that drink &amp;amp; then I refused to return him his Chocolate milkshake after I &lt;em&gt;cheated&lt;/em&gt; it off his hands while I forced him to drink that freeze. ;DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food was good, music was good, people were good, company was, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not too good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ;p LOLOLOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Lenis has a big fat crush on Mermaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You better ditch the idea, I tell you ! Stop talking about her already, if not I will pronounce you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;unfaithful &amp;amp; having an affair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you hear me ! If not, when your cousin come out, the rifle bullet will not go into the office boy's head, but your head ! Hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Otherwise, you know I still love you.&lt;/span&gt; ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;That aside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Mummy's off to Gentings till Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, all hell's breaking loose. The three devils at home. &lt;strong&gt;Yes, inclusive of my Daddy. ;D&lt;/strong&gt; He's been out with his drinking buddies ever since he sent Mummy up the bus. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Proof: Daddy has MIA-ed, &amp;amp; its already 12.20am now. He didnt even call home to check on us. How about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been rather disobedient. Just with Mummy away for about say, 12hours ? Our home looks like crap already. Best part is, &lt;em&gt;I am assigned to clean up the house when Mum's away.&lt;/em&gt; Roarrrrrrr. &lt;strong&gt;I where got time ! =\&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayokay, I have yet to bathe since I was back. Seeyou seeyouuuuuu, whoever you are. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.s. Thankyou for the dinner today Baby. Though i threw small tantrums, &amp;amp; knocked over my utensils as usual, I still enjoyed this meal immensely. I love you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"My utmost pleasure"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I commented on how good my english was, &amp;amp; that boy refused to reply me. &lt;strong&gt;How annoying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.p.s. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I fucking hate ulcers !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have 4 now, please kill me. On a brighter side, I can get to lose some weight, I think. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222533323332334386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqYyzdMzI/AAAAAAAABvQ/R5SfQM_ykkA/s200/Another+one,+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okthnksbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-7923520400104865133?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7923520400104865133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7923520400104865133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-sundays-cause-it-means-that_8949.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHoqZzDgQcI/AAAAAAAABvg/DQANCafcG_A/s72-c/Twinkle+star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-7559421226347172528</id><published>2008-07-11T11:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHekq5vT7II/AAAAAAAABuo/Mar3FkYPlbk/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221823349920099458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHekq5vT7II/AAAAAAAABuo/Mar3FkYPlbk/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time check, 2.21am. Just got home not long, &amp;amp; imma damn efficient in blogging loh ! Lol, come home straight away blog. So, we celebrated &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby Daddy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; birthday, which is supposed to be today, as according to the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school earlier than usual with &lt;strong&gt;Jace&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; walked around Causeway for abit before I bus down to Baby's house. Since everyone was asleep when I reached, &amp;amp; Baby was still at work,&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I told myself I could nap for awhile first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; only to wake up at &lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; realised that&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; all the preparation I need to do is still not done ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration was a quiet affair, but still heartwarming. (:&lt;br /&gt;Peeeektures with Edric, so I'll blog about that another time. After the cake cutting, chiong-ed to TM to catch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Clarence &amp;amp; Yuenky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; managed to join us at last minute- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Double date. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221829381677095650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHeqJ_yPmuI/AAAAAAAABuw/s1zq-BMYIks/s200/img2592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The show is &lt;strong&gt;damn good&lt;/strong&gt;, but its damn disappointing when they stopped at the most exciting part luh ! Part two, will only be out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I can just go kill myself now please, thankyou. Roarrrrrrrrr ! I want to see the battle, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the tactics they used are damn cool okay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I. cannot. wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, cabbed home with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bitch&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after our show&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yes, we're independent okay ! Lol. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; did our usual catching up. I miss you luh ! &lt;strong&gt;Let's do the double date soon again.&lt;/strong&gt; Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, though I honestly doubt you will ever see this, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLEEEEEEE ! ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-7559421226347172528?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7559421226347172528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/7559421226347172528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-check-2_8997.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHekq5vT7II/AAAAAAAABuo/Mar3FkYPlbk/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5942041814315794127</id><published>2008-07-10T08:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHYuUBHkx7I/AAAAAAAABuQ/H40FxbNjqvA/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221411739415136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHYuUBHkx7I/AAAAAAAABuQ/H40FxbNjqvA/s200/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally, I met the busy womannnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So town again, shopping.&lt;/em&gt; Not much actually, just the talking part. It got so intense, we only remembered to take pictures on the way home, in the cab. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221411738469120914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHYuT9mBu5I/AAAAAAAABuI/BKKOE7LUVCk/s200/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221411753208335202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHYuU0gIS2I/AAAAAAAABug/eJCFKaL8D5I/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221411749891806626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHYuUoJaFaI/AAAAAAAABuY/2v3n5Y8LyXA/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Day started out with Laoniang going&lt;strong&gt; all&lt;/strong&gt; the way to her school to pick her up okay ! NYP quite happening aye. Lol. So, the girl had last minute meeting, so I had to wait for her. Fiddled with her iPod, &amp;amp; decided it will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; birthday present to me this year ! ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Food fest&lt;/span&gt; with her, &amp;amp; we ate like mad. Lol, good that we still bought something. I still remember there was a period when we went out shopping, we'd always end up going home &lt;strong&gt;empty-handed&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; blamed it on the season that we cant get any clothes ! LOLOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I want to see luhhhhhhhh ! Lol. Still, catching up is never enough, let's meet up soon again okay !&lt;strong&gt; I love you Fiona Leng. ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of course, I still love you more, Baby. ;p Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Imma damn lazy to continue blogging. Tmr tmrrrrr, I'll blog in school tmr luh kay, errrrrrr I think. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby's daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; birthday tmr, or issit only the celebration ? Hohohoho, just booked the tickets. Gonna catch the &lt;strong&gt;Red Cliff&lt;/strong&gt; tmr with Baby after the celebration is overrrrrr ! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soooooon, I'll blog again soon luh okayyyyyyy. ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5942041814315794127?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5942041814315794127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5942041814315794127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-i-met-busy-womannnnnn_5903.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHYuUBHkx7I/AAAAAAAABuQ/H40FxbNjqvA/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4291929425548571229</id><published>2008-07-07T00:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHHGt_sHVwI/AAAAAAAABtQ/BXx7TFimh5E/s1600-h/P21-06-08_18.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220171936591992578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHHGt_sHVwI/AAAAAAAABtQ/BXx7TFimh5E/s200/P21-06-08_18.42%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Came to school with a &lt;strong&gt;flat batt&lt;/strong&gt; today. I forgot to charge last night, &amp;amp; fell asleep. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; I hate myself for it. Roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long overdue pictures&lt;/em&gt;, that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;just sent me not long ago. He likes to take pictures in black &amp;amp; white&lt;strong&gt;. I like coloured ones.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he deleted my pretty photo can !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220171936098214242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHHGt92Y4WI/AAAAAAAABtI/VOLJzVMCu9I/s200/P21-06-08_18.42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220171941359631218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHHGuRczu3I/AAAAAAAABtg/jETHlSFQ7l4/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coloured photo I could find out that day. But, that photo is taken by me. Lol. Yes, the main point of posting all these is, Baby wants me to say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, I love you &amp;amp; I dare you to tattoo my name on your down south ! LOLOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who says I dont dare to post ! Huh huh huh ! You owe me 500bucks. ;DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220174384148344098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHHI8djBbSI/AAAAAAAABto/cX0LgbGI-Oo/s200/m153120401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Grabbed this from Sissy's blog. I'll blog about this another time. Mini shopping with the bitch now, then meeting Baby for dinner. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOST IMPORTANTLY, ITS END OF CLASS ALREADY ! ;DDDD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4291929425548571229?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4291929425548571229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4291929425548571229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/came-to-school-with-flat-batt-today_1817.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SHHGt_sHVwI/AAAAAAAABtQ/BXx7TFimh5E/s72-c/P21-06-08_18.42%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4119801580720401900</id><published>2008-07-02T07:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424364910359778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGuRT725tOI/AAAAAAAABrA/SE33i-BH9o4/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGuRBmpdIrI/AAAAAAAABqw/6caKukjRhB8/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424049979171506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGuRBmpdIrI/AAAAAAAABqw/6caKukjRhB8/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218424039898816802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGuRBBGHISI/AAAAAAAABqo/GZ7esTQczfQ/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is on the &lt;strong&gt;30th June&lt;/strong&gt;, the actual day. Surprised &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with a small piece of cake from &lt;em&gt;Gloria Jean's&lt;/em&gt;. Yum. Good thing he managed to blow some candles. (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18years old alr, better dote me moreeeeee. ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is sleeping alr, work has pushed him too hard I guess. He's working almost everyday now, OT like crazy. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dont push yourself so hard love, will die one know !&lt;/span&gt; =\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I dont have the pictures from the day before during&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Baby's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; celebration with the family. =\ But I do have a picture of this naughty, intelligent and pretty &lt;em&gt;half-sister&lt;/em&gt; that Lenis recently have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218431146615686322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGuXerrcxLI/AAAAAAAABrI/bzLqqZilMw4/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Damn cute right ! Lol, &amp;amp; the thing is. She is only 3years old. Though she's quite naughty, she is officially my favourite kid for now. Haha. She always bug me for ice creamm. Just like me, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been thinking if I should put back my cbox. Hmm, wellll. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218435405245664962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGubWkT9TsI/AAAAAAAABrg/xn0fgJFopfw/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218435399070306562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGubWNTo0QI/AAAAAAAABrY/CdJsXkARUUk/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favourite pastime. Lol, alright alrighttttt. I want to go eat my maggi mee. I know I need to stop eating, shudduppppp ! I said I will do something about it, I will. Roarrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4119801580720401900?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4119801580720401900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4119801580720401900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/30june-this-is-on-30th-june-actual-day_2101.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGuRT725tOI/AAAAAAAABrA/SE33i-BH9o4/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4671394918200654148</id><published>2008-07-01T07:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been eating too much.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel fucking fat.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not touched my PP yet since the last submission.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades are like fucking shit &amp;amp; I just realised my school counts grades collates from Year 1 to Year 3.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been skipping school too often.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have too much papers left overdue to mark.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pack my room.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a goal in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4671394918200654148?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4671394918200654148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4671394918200654148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-been-eating-too-much_3446.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3066767763814612686</id><published>2008-06-30T23:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 2pm now &amp;amp; Laoniang just reached school. Lol, ut later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 26months, you expired birthday boy ! Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3066767763814612686?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3066767763814612686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3066767763814612686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-2pm-now-laoniang-just-reached_9120.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6536901590675369108</id><published>2008-06-28T12:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGaasyqUPJI/AAAAAAAABqA/POd6U7pSVW0/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217027312659479698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGaasyqUPJI/AAAAAAAABqA/POd6U7pSVW0/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29 June, morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had been listening to this song on replay for a very long time. It was one of my favourite songs back then when I was younger, still is. Triggered alot of thoughts, somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby's birthday celebration is in less than 24hrs'time. Have done up his present, hopefully he likes it. 'm shit broke recently cause its the end of the month and I've been spending endless amounts on shopping. =\ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the boating trip was cancelled, I think. Dinner tmr with Baby &amp;amp; his family tmr after work. Technically, its in 8more hours' time. Still enough time for some sleep. Haha, have been spending too many late nights alr yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'m tired alr, cant think. Updates again tmr, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly, I missed our friendship so much J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6536901590675369108?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6536901590675369108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6536901590675369108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/29-june-morning_5155.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGaasyqUPJI/AAAAAAAABqA/POd6U7pSVW0/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1592171083517805285</id><published>2008-06-26T07:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yessa, havent slept yet since yesterday. ):&lt;br /&gt;Made me grumpy the entire day. Roarrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, LEO refuse to let me log in cause I nvr pay school fees, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak buleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1592171083517805285?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1592171083517805285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1592171083517805285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/yessa-havent-slept-yet-since-yesterday_5794.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3893871707549081651</id><published>2008-06-25T12:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKlHxhakWI/AAAAAAAABpo/rvspxHBq_do/s1600-h/CIMG0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215912871419613538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKlHxhakWI/AAAAAAAABpo/rvspxHBq_do/s200/CIMG0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy outing not long ago, one word- dope. ;D&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll let the pictures do the talking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215912885837493330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKlInO59FI/AAAAAAAABp4/uGAtBQM7mOQ/s200/CIMG0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKlIHAoFpI/AAAAAAAABpw/5gAencvEsug/s1600-h/sissysissy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215912877187667602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKlIHAoFpI/AAAAAAAABpw/5gAencvEsug/s200/sissysissy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, trust me. There's so much more. But I guess these three are alr enough to make a statement. ;p Another point to be, Imma&lt;em&gt; a little&lt;/em&gt; lazy to upload. =\ Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before I realised it, its already fucking 4am now&lt;/strong&gt;. Starbucks, sandwich &amp;amp; chips. Supper. &lt;em&gt;I. am. so. healthy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see myself growing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;horizontally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, taking into consideration how much shit I eat everyday. But yesterday was the total opposite, binge much ? I think I am okay. Haha. Havent been updating much, cause life's pretty alright these days. That aside, I cannot exactly blog about the things I want to spill too, cause this little space is being watched. Bah. &lt;em&gt;Privacy ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havent been spending much time with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; these days due to his job, I think. Well, meeting him in town tmr before work. So we'll see how much we can do in this short time. Promised him not to spend so much money on shopping alr, &lt;em&gt;I should be able to abide by it luh huhh.&lt;/em&gt; =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lenis'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;birthday is coming &amp;amp; imma still being indecisive over the choices I want to make. Hmm, Baby's dad proposed to go &lt;strong&gt;boat fishing&lt;/strong&gt;. Sounds fun, but most unfortunately, I have work. So how ? I dont want to ruin the party. Let's work it out. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been missing out alot on my friends as well. Talked to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charlene&lt;/span&gt; for some time just now. That girl is finally starting school this coming July. Good news much ? Haha, so happens her school is near my school, as so claimed by her. So we can meet up more often. ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School again tmr, er. Later. Lol. Bimbs told me there's UT again. Seriously, sup with the school systems &amp;amp; uts ? I'd rather have exams luh, like at least it doesnt have to be stretched over the days, &amp;amp; have to stay back to do somemore. &lt;strong&gt;Super annoying.&lt;/strong&gt; Roarrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Persevere Melissa, its &lt;strike&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strike&gt; Thursday alr ! ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nabeyyyyyyyy. Its 5am alr yo. Imma thinking of doing the math for Baby's birthday. Okay, I think I'll have to forgo the sleep. Wish me luck. =\ Good morning all you fellow peeps ! Please slap me till I open my eyes big &amp;amp; wide tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215909939069012386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKidFqjSaI/AAAAAAAABpY/VZlBym9UUhw/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215908113866007490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKgy2QPo8I/AAAAAAAABow/Okvh4u-401Y/s200/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215908130321720098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKgzzjl4yI/AAAAAAAABpI/RsVc6q3pGXQ/s200/DSC00709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Long ago, better with everyday. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3893871707549081651?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3893871707549081651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3893871707549081651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/sissy-outing-not-long-ago-one-word-dope_3120.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SGKlHxhakWI/AAAAAAAABpo/rvspxHBq_do/s72-c/CIMG0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-3492073690907449627</id><published>2008-06-22T06:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214693408350157330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SF5QBrlIOhI/AAAAAAAABnY/C8emP0qOjCQ/s200/m150619533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sunday night. Roarrrrrrr. 'm forced to go to school by the bitch cause of the cursed sales competition or some sort. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite abit to blog abt, wait till I get all the photos from Baby, Almy &amp;amp; the rest. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SF5QBn1EAkI/AAAAAAAABng/xgEewsPVq_o/s1600-h/DSC00916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214693407343247938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SF5QBn1EAkI/AAAAAAAABng/xgEewsPVq_o/s200/DSC00916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till againnnnnnnnn ! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-3492073690907449627?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3492073690907449627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/3492073690907449627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-night_4034.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SF5QBrlIOhI/AAAAAAAABnY/C8emP0qOjCQ/s72-c/m150619533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4288444377189903831</id><published>2008-06-20T08:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck the headache, I dont want to talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Mind's in a mess, everything is turning its tables. Lenis, please be okay. I am fucking worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4288444377189903831?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4288444377189903831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4288444377189903831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/fuck-headache-i-dont-want-to-talk-to_8358.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1693328795994748485</id><published>2008-06-19T18:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tgif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently damn angry with myself cause I marked all the photos I wanted to upload in my phone &amp;amp; fucking deleted them ! -.- The best thing is, I didnt even realise till I couldnt find them in the laptop. Roarrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been meeting Baby very often now, though he's working his ass off everyday. Been quite a ride for us recently, but all's well. (: Meeting Sis later, I think I need to leave school earlyyyyy. (: Hurry call me up sleepy pig !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. want. to. kiss. school. goodbye. forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1693328795994748485?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1693328795994748485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1693328795994748485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/tgif_1361.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1821590798754430497</id><published>2008-06-15T11:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SFVnbc0T2wI/AAAAAAAABk4/tyt_nZc5EMc/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212185865040943874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SFVnbc0T2wI/AAAAAAAABk4/tyt_nZc5EMc/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it is already freaking 2.47am now &amp;amp; my eyes are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so damn bright&lt;/span&gt; they refuse to shut. Roarrrrr ! Of all times, school &lt;strike&gt;tmr&lt;/strike&gt; later. Imma already feeling the Monday blues yo. ): Supposed to be up to prepare for school in&lt;em&gt; 3hours' time&lt;/em&gt;. Excellent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's see. I dont know how to conclude my holidays. Actually, I missed school. Lol, &lt;em&gt;minus the food from W6.&lt;/em&gt; =\ Imma missing the bitches &amp;amp; my daily dose of crap with them. Hmm, 3 more hours ? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent blogged abt a whole lot of stuff yet, but I guess they can wait. After removing my tagboard, my blog kinda feels weird. Lol, dont know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To end this, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imma super hungry nowwwww !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to lose weight. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1821590798754430497?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1821590798754430497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1821590798754430497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-it-is-already-freaking-2_5744.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SFVnbc0T2wI/AAAAAAAABk4/tyt_nZc5EMc/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-1346794212305364830</id><published>2008-06-12T06:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, spent the entire day at Cantonment Headquarters. Hopefully that bastard will be convicted. 'm not feeling too good these days. Somehow, cant wait for school to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I have been like that. Change ? For the better, yes. But whatever it is, everything takes time. How do you expect me to change ? It is not my natural talent to be able to speak &amp;amp; give directions well. I know, the big picture. I know you see things like that. But no, I cannot. I tried, but I fail. Didnt try hard enough you'd say ? It takes more than practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it as my flaw, nobody is perfect here. I was trying to stop that quarrel, I was. Whatever blew it, I dont know. I know I'm at fault because you meant well, but how about you, no responsibility to bear ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what happened to us ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-1346794212305364830?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1346794212305364830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/1346794212305364830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-spent-entire-day-at-cantonment_9773.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-4546965398861378308</id><published>2008-06-09T06:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like to play my favourite songs repeatedly till I get sick of it&lt;br /&gt;I like to play it, especially at night.&lt;br /&gt;I realised the songs I really like are somewhat pretty slow and soothing in a way.&lt;br /&gt;I like to get the story behind every song I hear.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why I like it on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;I like to see the lyrics &amp;amp; picture the things.&lt;br /&gt;I believe all songs have a history &amp;amp; meaning attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am damn random.&lt;br /&gt;I, am beginning to not be able to stand myself recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-4546965398861378308?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4546965398861378308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/4546965398861378308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-like-to-play-my-favourite-songs_8699.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-5347057735796654924</id><published>2008-06-07T21:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209379392033274018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtu9OJiOKI/AAAAAAAABew/QWq-brQ_-go/s200/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Please ignore my expression, my eyebags &amp;amp; my hair. Lol. What can you expect from a girl who's at a chalet for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtsrn1nHrI/AAAAAAAABdo/ffieRrRHNPs/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wokayyyyy, its 12.52pm, Sunday afternoon now &amp;amp; imma just home. Wow. Havent slept yet, &amp;amp; dont feel the slightest, tired. Lol. So, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raphael's birthday partayyyyy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The thing is, this little friend is just &lt;em&gt;five years olddddd&lt;/em&gt;. =\ Kids these day, &lt;strong&gt;so fortunate.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went down to get the party started at around 4plus, helped to arrange the stuff &amp;amp; all, imma like &lt;u&gt;damn hardworking&lt;/u&gt; luh ! Cannot tahan myself. I think I should get paid for being such a hardworking lass. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, side track. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still cannot get over Narnia. I WANT TO WATCH IT AGAINNNNNNN !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Roarrrrrrr !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayokay, backkkkk. Walked around the hub. I think my studying in Woodlands has turned me into a &lt;em&gt;total sua ku&lt;/em&gt; after not going to Pasir Ris for some time. It changed so bloody much ! =\ Okayyyyyyy, I feel like a retard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209379380917699874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtu8kvYBSI/AAAAAAAABeo/Un65sfbI2sM/s200/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209380680235580594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtwINE5fLI/AAAAAAAABe4/Iu6sZ_Ovnto/s200/Image041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the very pretty birthday boy. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209376921825259362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtstb6DL2I/AAAAAAAABeI/90ArvPmuiuI/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The birthday cupcakes were &lt;strong&gt;super pretty !&lt;/strong&gt; It has gummies on top of it. Sugar rush by look alone. Haha. See what I mean ? My godmother dotes on her child &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too much, too much&lt;/span&gt;. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209379379165026674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtu8eNgWXI/AAAAAAAABeg/noIGnj3FFkY/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Bryan, the birthday boy's brother. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209379366988745634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtu7w2dC6I/AAAAAAAABeY/ZtwImxZ7pAM/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209379359672136210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtu7VmCchI/AAAAAAAABeQ/7NBOOEDTHKc/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Slipped away with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yvonne, Derrick &amp;amp; the gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for some swimming in the sea at about 9plus yo. Haha, all I can remember about it was. Alot of mosquitoes. =\ Lol. Talked &amp;amp; slacked around in the sea, keeping our eyes fixed on our belongings. Wasnt much exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209380691015986178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtwI1PJbAI/AAAAAAAABfA/N7yowz89Bpc/s200/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209380702160928178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtwJewTvbI/AAAAAAAABfI/CG37j_BVOIs/s200/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209376900152977426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtssLK-aBI/AAAAAAAABdw/VJ9xXOvkfiU/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Later, everyone went back, leaving the 4 of us behind. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Uncle Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is supposed to come &amp;amp; join us. That havoc basket went to &lt;strong&gt;St. James&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; left us waiting at the chalet for him to come back to start our activities. Left his phone on the car &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIA-ed for 3hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we thought he got into some accident or smth luh ! So much so, godmother cried &amp;amp; called up for the traffic police. &lt;strong&gt;See, please at least notify us next time can ! -.-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time he was 'found', it was already &lt;strong&gt;4am.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You wasted our night waiting up, worried for you can ! Roarrrrrrrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209380711187556386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtwKAYbKCI/AAAAAAAABfQ/YZih4nZWUD0/s200/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Chonghu&lt;/em&gt; came to join us shortly after the episode was over, after which Chonghu left &amp;amp; Baby ton'd. (: Started the bbq pit again &amp;amp; made the drinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209380723576962930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtwKuiSf3I/AAAAAAAABfY/Q_Iyy4dC0sU/s200/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sharmaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Derrick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;knocked out soon later, leaving the 3 of us drinking. Morning came, &amp;amp; I &lt;strong&gt;insisted&lt;/strong&gt; to swim. HAHA. Uncle Robin appeared again some time later to pack up &amp;amp; go. Slacked with him till nowwww. &lt;strong&gt;Havoc idiot, should have just fetch all of us there or smthhhhhh ! Bah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its 1.56pm now. Imma nowhere near tired still, but very very cold. Baby's probably knocked out, seeing how he havent slept, two nights in a row. Supposed to be shopping now. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sharmaineeeeee. Stop being a pig &amp;amp; wake up yo ! &lt;/span&gt;Roarrrrrrrr. You can sleep tonight. I want to shop. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall find myself some breakfast/ lunch. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to watch Kungfu Panda ! ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-5347057735796654924?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5347057735796654924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/5347057735796654924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/please-ignore-my-expression-my-eyebags_8036.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEtu9OJiOKI/AAAAAAAABew/QWq-brQ_-go/s72-c/Image039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-2151525710774264983</id><published>2008-06-06T10:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, suddenly remembered something I want to blog abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma super in love with the song &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fall for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lol. Totally random, but whatever. I know this song circulated damn long alr, &amp;amp; everyone is playing it. But, I still like it. ;D I listen to it on loop 9348963493864837648364935475times a day, &amp;amp; is still not sian of it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, damn random. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl4G4T67rI/AAAAAAAABdQ/9Hchp1vwZ5Q/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208826503621177010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl4G4T67rI/AAAAAAAABdQ/9Hchp1vwZ5Q/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Imma damn lazy to blog. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today after 935385739565769386438765 years due to his work &amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; he viciously beat me up despite me going all the way to his office downstairs and waited damn patiently for him, under the overwhelming hot sun &amp;amp; perspired like a dog &amp;amp; resulted in &lt;strong&gt;THIS;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208825253204592850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl2-GJYCNI/AAAAAAAABdA/C2pzLui-mCY/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208825257427292210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl2-V4JUDI/AAAAAAAABdI/rSZja5XgwKQ/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Damn pain luh. Okay, actually it was not his fault. It wasnt exactly hot either, cause it was already abt 6plus at that time. But I did perspired okayyyyyyyy. &amp;amp; I was the one that beat him, &amp;amp; got the stupid bruise myself. =\ &lt;strong&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208827853866673266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl5VeXiJHI/AAAAAAAABdg/iaYVJvTCbNc/s200/2520672427_71f5d015d0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Okay, moving onnnn. So dinner &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/strong&gt;. The movie was damn good luh, I swear. It was almost &lt;strong&gt;3hours long&lt;/strong&gt;, but I didnt even complain about my butt being pain for a second cause I was too busy watching my showwww. Normally, I would give up &amp;amp; start getting pissed off after 1hour plus, but I sat through this show &lt;u&gt;damn happily &amp;amp; willingly.&lt;/u&gt; Lol. A pity I didnt managed to catch the first oneeeeeeee. ): &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to watch it againnnnn !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think Prince Caspian &amp;amp; King Peter is hot stufffff. The Queen is pretty also luh ! &amp;amp; the mice were damn cute. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chalet tmr, hope it'll be good. Okay, before I go. Let me show you people my new eye candy. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208825227237715426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl28laY7eI/AAAAAAAABco/SnZXHOkePnE/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208825242353853922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl29duW5eI/AAAAAAAABcw/jVow-5SfaqE/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208825248474819826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl290htbPI/AAAAAAAABc4/ondKnKBPqsY/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn cute right !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He is the smartest boy in my class also. ;D Baby, you've got rival liaooooo. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208826519940219410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl4H1GrwhI/AAAAAAAABdY/G8g9VL899H4/s200/LAUGH+MY+ASS+OF+LAHZ!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think youve got to click to see better. Jace bitch just sent this to me on msn. I swear its damn funny. That is our classmate, Faizal. Omfg. LOLOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-2151525710774264983?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2151525710774264983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/2151525710774264983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-suddenly-remembered-something-i_2973.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ISXlZ3f4cGg/SEl4G4T67rI/AAAAAAAABdQ/9Hchp1vwZ5Q/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5164947019958552512.post-6998542291275219375</id><published>2008-06-04T03:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:45:28.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I have five minutes to blog. Running late for tuition alr, wow. I think imma the best teacher alive. Like, seriously. Haha, welllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what imma already supposed to say. However, over &amp;amp; above all, I miss you. Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5164947019958552512-6998542291275219375?l=chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6998542291275219375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5164947019958552512/posts/default/6998542291275219375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolatesarefats.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-i-have-five-minutes-to-blog_4736.html' title=''/><author><name>♥ MELLL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01911757652528080431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
