<?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-7834039943862998077</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:40:05.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>erotophobia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5955261020440166406</id><published>2009-06-14T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:57:38.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;WORTH YOUR SALT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 104px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347362994647242562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SjWmT-UEl0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/oCvuD1EgWcE/s200/4887_1165859831518_1378585245_30442755_440822_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347362993335132434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SjWmT5bPYRI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gdw8bPfvp4Q/s200/4887_1165859271504_1378585245_30442741_6260215_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people , i got my helix re-pierced for the 3rd time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright theres work tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9am , aw have to wake up early .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda lazy , but no choice duh , money is more important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the picture up there was taken last saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;party at clarkequay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were at central.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i will be staying at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this whole week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;due to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so most probably will be rotting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea , playing games &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have no idea why &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recently i love cucumbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i find it super nice compared to tomato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love tomato when you add them in soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like tomato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fresh red tomato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;potatos are loved too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so jealous -.-'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wesly went for drag queens night that saturday , how i hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that im 18 at that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i would be able to tag along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea but D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad , like 16.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two more years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im running out of things to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5955261020440166406?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5955261020440166406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5955261020440166406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5955261020440166406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5955261020440166406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/worth-your-salt.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SjWmT-UEl0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/oCvuD1EgWcE/s72-c/4887_1165859831518_1378585245_30442755_440822_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3306095759150486121</id><published>2009-06-09T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:29:53.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;James , once told me betrayal was a symptom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not believe it , what do he mean by betrayal was a symptom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After knowing Quia I finally get what James was trying to tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It happened to be years back than.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James was my so called bestfriend , with his knownledge and exprience through life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always trusted him with all my problems , keen to hear solutions from him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there was this one day , after getting to know this particular sweet looking girl , Quia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;James dialed me up telling me that i should avoid making friends with Quia , and he left me real puzzled over the phone saying to "Betrayal was a symptom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That phrase got stuck onto my mind , just like as if someone was using super glue to paste onto my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quia slowly became part of my life. My BFF [ best friends forever ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at that moment of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were always seen together , may it be toilet breaks &amp;amp; lunch break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As time goes by , Quia and I fell in love with this particular guy , named Tony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A guy that a girl would do all thing to get him , His heartwarming smile just lights up every girls heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His a guy that every girl would die for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next following week , Quia told me that Tony had invited her to his Birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was curious that why Tony didn't invite me , but how can anyone expect me to ask him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i kept quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was school the next day , we were having our chemistry class , to my surprise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony had been transfered over to my class during chemistry period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mrs Lim , my chemistry teacher somehow placed Tony sitting beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fate i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it was really awkward , i was waiting for him to strike up a conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was trying to act blur , so i was looking around the entire classroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoping that he would ask me what im doing , but instead of him asking me , I felt that someone was staring at me , it was so bad that it gives me goosebumps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to my surprise , i managed to catch a glimpse somehow on the corner of my eyes , Quia was the one who was staring at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can feel that her stare were really ferocious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Rang" went my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Quia , she was dialing me up at 1 in the late night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;during our conversation , Quia was asking me alot about today , did Tony talked to me and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was curious , why would she want to find out so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;geez! gosh okay im lazy to continue , like next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3306095759150486121?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3306095759150486121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3306095759150486121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3306095759150486121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3306095759150486121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/james-once-told-me-betrayal-was-symptom.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4532660952910402110</id><published>2009-06-07T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:58:31.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;TO ERR IS HUMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344511288606884514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiuEs1d6gqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ZfrGVB_dm8E/s200/02062009_014.jpg" /&gt;hey people , i somehow just woke up from hangover it sucks seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so from tuesday to thursday was staying over at louise's chalet with cheryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was staying at the karaoke room most of time , singing hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday was party night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea i actually said that i dont want to end up drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but who knows haha , i somehow got drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dancing around , doing stupid stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it was damn fun la i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheryl finally got drunk , yea for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa , she was super loud yesterday , like really loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so somehow next week got a invitation to st james private party , free flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doubt i will be going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad and mum are getting really annoyed to see me staying out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most of the time , im like just 16 somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asians , yea you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess i really had to stop partying , after drink from lots of vodka , bourbon whiskey somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can feel that my liver is burning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna die from drinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh gosh! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;throw out a total of four times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , hangover sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;party people are fun too hang out with i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are wild animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't believe that im able to complete two of my holidays paper in one hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not going to boycott my schoolwork due to excessive partying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know what im doing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luckily i still have that little self-control in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woosh&lt;3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiuEs1d6gqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ZfrGVB_dm8E/s72-c/02062009_014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8545976604430705321</id><published>2009-05-31T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:02:41.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;EVERY BREATHE IS HARD TO BELIEVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiMGBX_i1CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YAKvgm2OXJE/s1600-h/30052009_012-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342120203681715234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiMGBX_i1CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YAKvgm2OXJE/s200/30052009_012-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiMGBjlIw_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/xnK1Pz_onNA/s1600-h/4208_205994720117_840445117_7026015_447012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342120206792180722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiMGBjlIw_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/xnK1Pz_onNA/s200/4208_205994720117_840445117_7026015_447012_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;hey people , the party on saturday night was a slut.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun anyway , sad that jovin had to rush home at around 12.&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;so i reached home at around 9 plus last night , took mrt to woodlands then 168 back to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;shower myself up once i reach home , sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i woke up at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;yea like 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;gosh , and now im here blogging cause i can't really get myself to sleep alr.&lt;br /&gt;i will be rotting at home later on.&lt;br /&gt;going to louise's chalet tomorrow not sure if im going to stay over&lt;br /&gt;depends , if anyone is going to stay over.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we would be able to buy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;alright my sis showed me one blogshop ytd , not really blogshop but some online shop?&lt;br /&gt;its a usa one.&lt;br /&gt;the clothes and flip-flops that they are selling was great man.&lt;br /&gt;not that exp , and like no shipping fee if you spend more than a 100.&lt;br /&gt;i love the flip-flops man. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea they have like super nice shorts too.&lt;br /&gt;so its the holidays , i really have lots of like school work to do , gosh!&lt;br /&gt;no choice n level.&lt;br /&gt;zz&lt;br /&gt;alright people im running out of topic to blog as you can see that&lt;br /&gt;this post of mine was super random.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;bye bitches , xo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiMGBjlIw_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/xnK1Pz_onNA/s1600-h/4208_205994720117_840445117_7026015_447012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiMGBX_i1CI/AAAAAAAAAfA/YAKvgm2OXJE/s72-c/30052009_012-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8822131885778618320</id><published>2009-05-29T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:02:09.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;NAR&lt;/span&gt;COLEPTIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiBxohInGfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2_-iFe2A4Gg/s1600-h/03052009-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341394098964601330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiBxohInGfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2_-iFe2A4Gg/s200/03052009-002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;As usual , hello to the sun and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.a.m , heading down to town with jovin later at 3.&lt;br /&gt;going for party at around 7.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if we will be partying till death , which is the next morning as there will&lt;br /&gt;be place for us to crush at if we get really drunk.&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt jovin can.&lt;br /&gt;alright people , lets talk about yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;school was as usual , nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;schools over and its one month holiday , what else can i say?&lt;br /&gt;im having this really big wide smile on my face whats there to explain?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;oh i've been staying back for art recently , trying to complete that huge canvas.&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;i can't paint , thats for sure but dont doubt my drawing skills okay.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to this particular song for hours , and i think its really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor swift - you're not sorry.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics just get stuck onto my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i've went back to church.&lt;br /&gt;well , somehow i just feel that im not a church type of person?&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea , but i miss church thats a for sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;gees.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't get myself to commit so much.&lt;br /&gt;yea mind problem mind problem~&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be super pack during this one month holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i have time to slow down and catch a breathe in such fast pace society.&lt;br /&gt;reflection is something that one must do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i reflect alot , even though im the very "heck care" type of person.&lt;br /&gt;but there will be times where i really cool myself down to reflect about that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;esp when im in bus , mrt , chilling out.&lt;br /&gt;my mood is at a low ebb , i've no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;ps ; thanks Liz Lim Qiu Yan for listening to my complain about my past yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;appreciated it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8822131885778618320?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8822131885778618320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8822131885778618320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8822131885778618320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8822131885778618320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/narcoleptic.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SiBxohInGfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2_-iFe2A4Gg/s72-c/03052009-002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-690527485747057472</id><published>2009-05-24T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:01:11.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;SECONDS , HOURS SO MANY DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/Shl13SdSxjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5LrsDlB-kPg/s1600-h/church+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339428425932391986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/Shl13SdSxjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5LrsDlB-kPg/s200/church+camp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its been such a long hiatus people , im finally back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wuahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not able to use the computer to do updates as my brother brought the laptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to Beijing for one and a half months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was back this month on the 15th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright , i flunk my mid years exams , only passed three subject&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but thank god for being able to pass three la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh i didn't even study at all for any of the exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i even skipped my art papers -.- , i got zero for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talking about art , like four more days to finish my n'lvls canvas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my prep' work is not even done yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;flunk flunk flunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been a long time since i've blog , not sure what to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway having party on next saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh i really need moolahs badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can someone be my sugarmommy/daddy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My manager ask me to work back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;moolahs come please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need new clothings. geez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a jeans i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there will be school tomorrow , i won't be able to have enough rest for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to wake up at 5.30 everyday for school , the average time that i will be sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for school day is 12-1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i swear i only sleep at this timing when its school day , if its holiday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will sleep at like 9 - 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-' , no idea why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting another tattooooo~ by the end of this year , i promised myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe script tattoo , since i have shape tattoo alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , shall not blog too much , im feeling droopy ~ {droopy eyes.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people say that i have a flamboyant character la , thats so not true , none of my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;best/true friend agree on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so bye bitches that say im a flamboyant person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-690527485747057472?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/690527485747057472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5471428846874213062</id><published>2009-03-08T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:00:53.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;IT STARTED AS A GAME ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310775513729910130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SbOqMSm2xXI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Azx1WCCM02g/s200/-+Cheryl+.Rayson" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;your question got me speechless , i've been pondering on it ever since you asked me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i never think of that , everything was just a flow at first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now its time to be serious , its not a game anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;god you caught me real deep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;friends ask me why i go church instead of hanging out with them during week ends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the answer is you need god , but god dont need you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you get what i mean? its not as straight as you think it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lets not talk about the past as it had already passed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;future guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i thank god for what royston said to me , the conversation yesterday , everything happen for a reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its a new day tomorrow as its a new week , lets start things right with god ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;last but not least god take away the fear of man from me , so that i would be able to do greater things in the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;teach me the right way in everything that should go right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this time i really drop to my knees when you hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5471428846874213062?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5471428846874213062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5471428846874213062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5471428846874213062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5471428846874213062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-started-as-game-your-question-got-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SbOqMSm2xXI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Azx1WCCM02g/s72-c/-+Cheryl+.Rayson' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-7213682218901301262</id><published>2009-03-08T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:00:18.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;HE CALL THE SHOTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310764982128398994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SbOgnRVY0pI/AAAAAAAAAcw/qrH6PDKlJyQ/s200/-+Cheryl+.Rayson" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;was on the way to work alone today , on the journey in the train question start poping up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;question that royston left me speechless and which hit me real hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i've been pondering on that question which leads to the main word ; commitment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i asked myself over and over again , commitment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i reject all the other tots that came to disrupt me while i was pondering the question ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just like what royston said , its okay , its okay which means procrasting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-7213682218901301262?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SbOgnRVY0pI/AAAAAAAAAcw/qrH6PDKlJyQ/s72-c/-+Cheryl+.Rayson' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5311552726833812972</id><published>2009-03-06T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:59:53.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;SLOW ME DOWN , DONT LET ME LIVE A LIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a quick update , tomorrow meeting usual cliques at around 7+ ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;flag day tomorrow , working on sunday , not going to school on monday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tugging into bed soon , eye bags are getting worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alright , n levels are coming soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;super worried as im not well prepared for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my english are deproving due to excessive of blogging?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i used too much commas i swear , forgot how to use connecters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;moving too fast , forgetting my purpose in everything &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;time to slow down my pace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;reflect reflection reflective time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay thats all ppl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ttyl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps ; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just need to breathe&lt;/span&gt; , somebody please slow me down.&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/7834039943862998077-5311552726833812972?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5311552726833812972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5311552726833812972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5311552726833812972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5311552726833812972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/slow-me-down-dont-let-me-live-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-724747601880554485</id><published>2009-03-04T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:59:23.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;PAIN WITH ALEXITHYMIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309314819292863298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/Sa55sryrG0I/AAAAAAAAAco/-rLka4VFmnQ/s200/scanner050+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[jstar inspired smile.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[porcelain fakeness.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;photoshop photoshop photoshop just work wonders!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its been ages , yeah i mean ages , since i blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay so its like the " superman returns" or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay the above picture was taken by sexy jovin with her smexi polariod , we went studying last week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of the usual cliques not really all , only jovin , cheryl and qiuyan went.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;headed down to changi airport t2? , they planned to study at t3 but i hate t3 , dont ask me why , i have no idea myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alright so had macs and spent so called the rest of the day there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay fine lets stop talking about last week , can't really remember what happened during the changi airport trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lets talk about gigs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went for ultrasound09 at the arthouse , gosh hxc headbangs , moshpits and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my neck were about to break , so after the gig went over to central to have dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;took bus 12 back , the journey was long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;working on sunday with cheryl geez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;actually im okay with that , but wonder how will it turn out as in the consumers part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im so gonna chop off their nose if they were to complain me , big time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;btw i didn't know that ps3 can work as a so called desktop? -.-'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i just used the ps3 to surf the net and watch gossipgirls and stuff , youtube etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;friendster , facebook and blogs ain't a problem for ps3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its so cool la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im getting sick of rockband lately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i only can play the vocals part , i sucks with the guitar and drum , i can't multi-task espcially for the drums.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i got back most of my result , it was not up to expectation , i did badly this time round.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;geez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so gonna buck up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alright tomorrows thursday , art lesson 4 periods.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and guess what starting to paint a super big canvas on the next coming lesson i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;already got the canvas , hah and my prep work is not even done yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i swear that my art teacher will be ranting big time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she might even sit on me D:!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway my art teacher's son can draw ben10 in one line , without even stopping and he is only less then 12 years young i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i still remember how she said that to the whole class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;school was okay today , theres english test on compre i swear im so gonna score for it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at least i hope i did score for it T^T.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fine people , i feel that the number of haters i have are increasing in school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but who cares , hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;desktop , laptops , naps , foods , ps3 are getting boring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wonder if theres any new thing that i can do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay my grandma is scaring the guts out of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she woke up around 1+ yesterday and told my sister that there was a indian guy sitting at the&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;end of her bed staring at her , and there was an old lady standing near the toilet door , and my &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;actually wanted to go to the toilet but she was so afraid to walk pass "them" , so she came out of &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and took a de-tour by using the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my dad told me that my grandma once had an optical surgery , long time ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my dad said that some parts of the eyes are donated by human ;o.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i wonder if its dead human or what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im so scared! big time , i will look at her room every 10-15 seconds as i can feel some presence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;around my house , esp when im using the computer , like someone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;behind me , seeing what im typing and stuff , it gives me goosebumps , even right now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway im gonna cook hashbrown and pinic hams for dinner later ;] .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ttyl readers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-724747601880554485?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/724747601880554485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=724747601880554485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/724747601880554485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/724747601880554485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/pain-with-alexithymia.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/Sa55sryrG0I/AAAAAAAAAco/-rLka4VFmnQ/s72-c/scanner050+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1646502609529446457</id><published>2009-02-22T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:59:06.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;YOU MADE DIRTY WORDS SOUND PRETTY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305539940256698162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SaEQdzilzzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/tZotey0k9oA/s200/19022009_002-002+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been ages since i went church , i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday went to church , new cell group , new everything i shall say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well , lets just hope for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , on thursday went back home straight after school as qiuyan and her family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;headed off to sentosa right after that so the rest of us decided to head home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reach home - bathe , jammed with rockband then after awhile headed to hanes house with my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spent the whole day there , i can say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jammed rockband , as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch show , talk , chill out and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;headed to west mall at around 9+ , actually decided to order mac and stuff but in the end choose not to , went to fairprice to get ingredients for spaghetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ltr to 7-11 to get drinks , headed back to hanes house , reach back there around 10:10?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch america idol for awhile then switch channel to jamie oliver's cooking show , after that went to kitchen , cook spaghetti , camwhored alot while cooking , haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the photos are with natasha so can't get it right now ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna wait till she upload it up to facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , yesterday after church headed down to tampines mall to meet cheryl for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;, had mac for dinner after that went to fairprice to get Jagabee , cheryl said its nice , but i find it normal after trying it out ;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she said that Jagabee are only for glam kidz , HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway after getting Jagabee went out of tm to chill out , crap and stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw both joshua outside tm area too , haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;headed back home around 10.30?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i reach home around 11+ ? not sure dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exams are coming this monday and im still in the holiday mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i doubt i learn anything new since school re-open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people around me seems to be so nervous ;l.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel left out , i swear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not feeling nervous or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , i should just stop chilling-out so much , should spent more time studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not sure what to get for dinner later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;roar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is super boring , big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay planning to go to sentosa with cliques uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wonder when they would be able to make it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-1646502609529446457?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1646502609529446457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=1646502609529446457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1646502609529446457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1646502609529446457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-made-dirty-words-sound-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SaEQdzilzzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/tZotey0k9oA/s72-c/19022009_002-002+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-7622427736037708510</id><published>2009-02-18T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:37:49.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FOREVER I WILL BE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SZwLwf51qKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wn1RQ3LDN6s/s1600-h/15022009_001-002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SZwLwf51qKI/AAAAAAAAAcY/wn1RQ3LDN6s/s200/15022009_001-002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304127388961319074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay people! i know that my blog is rotting away.&lt;br /&gt;its super dead i shall say , haha anyway everything went smooth in school today.&lt;br /&gt;did not hang around after school headed home rightaway.&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway my dm , discipline mistress , cut my hair , its bangs now , gosh!&lt;br /&gt;i hate it big time , super ugly , unglam.&lt;br /&gt;like scene wanna-be what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;poser you called.&lt;br /&gt;ya i know , but thats not what i want -.-'&lt;br /&gt;but who cares , hair grows anyway.&lt;br /&gt;okay yesterday had some conflict with a guy named AZLAN 'ghetto rapper' in my class.&lt;br /&gt;geez!&lt;br /&gt;louise was hitting me with the waterbottle and so i hit her back , so the so called 'rapper' gave some comments like , so childish and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so i was super mad i swear upon hearing what that 'rapper' commented.&lt;br /&gt;so we , as a usual clique , shooted him back , like saying stuff about him that gotta do with his so called song in the internet ~ .&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! its hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;so we went on and on , soon his face turned pissed.&lt;br /&gt;we just went on , so he came up to me in the middle of the "attack" he was like&lt;br /&gt;"I SAID STOP IT! , I GOT MAKE YOU ALL? , ENOUGH ALREADY" , i swear it was damn hilarious , big time man!&lt;br /&gt;so of course i was pissed , what he mean he did not make we all? , so what was the comment? ;o&lt;br /&gt;so i stood up and bang him with my chest and shouted back things like , " SHOUT SHOUT SHOUT ONLY KNOW HOW TO SHOUT? , YOU THINK I CANNOT SHOUT?!. " i forgot the rest of what i said , haha! and he was super pwned.&lt;br /&gt;he walked back to his seat and seat down , he went speechless!&lt;br /&gt;haha cause i think screaming is all he does and i owned him as i scream louder then him ;o , like real louder.&lt;br /&gt;so when he seated down my friend louise continued disturbing him , so he was like super mad he scold louise or something then i said , SHUT UP , YOU SHUT UP , if im not wrong so he started screaming again ;o , " I ALSO NOT TALKING TO YOU RIGHT! " , so i went " SEE SHOUT AGAIN SHOUT AGAIN. " , haha i swear it was super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;btw i can be a "screamo" , i did not expect that i was able to scream at him so well.&lt;br /&gt;;o&lt;br /&gt;and without much effort used.&lt;br /&gt;my throat dont hurt , no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;maybe the 'rapper' should go create a band , i dont mind joining his band ;o , actually not really.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be called curious cat.&lt;br /&gt;aw hun.&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows thursday ;o , art!&lt;br /&gt;gosh i did not really start my prep work yet , im caught in time.&lt;br /&gt;gosh time is running out real fast , its already feburary!&lt;br /&gt;thats like super fast.&lt;br /&gt;anyway people , cleo magazine are way too cool &lt;3 , esp today while browsing thru with jovin and louise&lt;br /&gt;super funny i swear&lt;br /&gt;oh ya , today crap alot in class with jovin , gosh like super funny!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;my crapping partner - jovin.&lt;br /&gt;lol , btw i call her jo , no idea why lazy to call her jo-vin~ , i mean like jo is so much nicer ;o&lt;br /&gt;sound more casual.&lt;br /&gt;okay i think imma going to do some research on my art work if not my teacher mdm sri is going to sit on me ;o , thats her favourite phrase , she will not miss that when she start nagging ;o .&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-7622427736037708510?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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kind of pissed off with me from his action , sorry , not that i dont&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;want to buy for you , its that im broke , and i bet that 20usd can't buy , and even if i got the money now i dont think sis will have , she is broke now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez school starting tmrw , so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im out on valentines days and the day before valentines , went on tour in singapore , LOL , selling roses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad la no partner ma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no choice , let roses be my partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay la im super tired and lazy to blog alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-1379203483697553403?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1379203483697553403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=1379203483697553403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1379203483697553403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1379203483697553403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-expect-me-to-be-real-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2317118996014923566</id><published>2009-02-05T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:01:30.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;IT WASN'T THAT PERFECT AS IT IS AFTER ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hey guys , currently plugging into my ear phones , drowning myself into music , tuning to my all time favourite radio station , 987fm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in school right now with louise and qiuyan , their busying trying to complete their "f"and"n" coursework while im surfing the net , killing time , and accompaning them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jovin went to meet her friend from myspace hope that it will be safe , as my sense is telling me that something is not right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im not sure about cheryl , jacq and elaine , no idea where they went to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;have to stay at school till late night 9.30 due to some meet the parents sessions thingy , gosh im going to be bored to death , i can't go to friendster , youtube and stuff with the use of the school computers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just staying in the computer lab killing my time away and enjoying the so called free aircon? , haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im waiting for the new movie to be out , "Along Came Polly" with Jennifer Aniston as the lead actress , gosh i think she is just plain way cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay bye people im rotting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2317118996014923566?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2317118996014923566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2317118996014923566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2317118996014923566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2317118996014923566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-wasnt-that-perfect-as-it-is-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8913124359254217916</id><published>2009-02-02T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:08:18.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THE SPIRIT ROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SYbt0AMb1RI/AAAAAAAAAcA/YiBNRWvC428/s1600-h/Gore+boy+,+LMAO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SYbt0AMb1RI/AAAAAAAAAcA/YiBNRWvC428/s200/Gore+boy+,+LMAO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298183489309103378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look "mixblooded" in this picture up there.&lt;br /&gt;lol , no liquify on me but cheryl.&lt;br /&gt;;x.&lt;br /&gt;okay people im officially broke!  lol , i spent my money on everlast sneakers and two top man tops.&lt;br /&gt;T^T&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;okay , finally my manager dialed me up ask me and cheryl to work this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;woots , money money , it will come rolling in to my bank account again.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;okay , saturday night was at my sister's friend house , jam with rockband , sing like never before , lol while my sister goes mad with the drumming.&lt;br /&gt;okay , order pizzahut for dinner that mine , my sister treat everybody , thanks !&lt;br /&gt;okay , so after all the jamming , have some so called general disscusion? , haha.&lt;br /&gt;just talk on random topic like piercings and tattoo plus holiday trips and so on.&lt;br /&gt;so we left my sister's friend house at 4 , and reached home around 4.30am+ ,&lt;br /&gt;so once i reach home i went to play the com , cause i have to wake up at 8am the next morning , so might as well dont sleep , so eventually i did slept for 45mins , and my brother woke me up , prepare and stuff went to church then to steamboat party.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated brithday with one group of friends :D , thank you guys , haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay so i reach home at 8pm? on sunday and i slept at 9+ i guess , woke up at 6 today all thanks to qiuyan for dialing me up if not i guess i wont be going to shcool -.- , surely over slept , im super tired! , gosh never felt this tired before.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl is super despo for studio tanning , she ask me to accompany her along for the tanning , actually i wanted to get the tanning too , but then im broke so we shall see how things work out , sorry cheryl! D:&lt;br /&gt;okay people , i guess thats all , ops!&lt;br /&gt;ohya , today after school went to have lunch and slack around with qiuyan and jovin and later cab home with jovin and qiuyan , geez reach home at 5 if im not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with family.&lt;br /&gt;okay thats all im super lazy to blog ppl.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8913124359254217916?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8913124359254217916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8913124359254217916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8913124359254217916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8913124359254217916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/spirit-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SYbt0AMb1RI/AAAAAAAAAcA/YiBNRWvC428/s72-c/Gore+boy+,+LMAO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1587359016687342200</id><published>2009-01-31T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T12:37:41.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEART SICK PASSION , FOREVER LASTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello , people , the time now is 4.36am , just reached home , geez tomorrow waking up like around 8+?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez! , i shall update again , imma need rest , bye.&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/7834039943862998077-1587359016687342200?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4884438783033062116</id><published>2009-01-30T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:39:15.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WATER IN HEADPHONES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297265553976211682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SYOq9ImqOOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Id48HoRuKVw/s200/Gore+boy+,+LMAO..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; okay first to start off , thank you for all the sexy people for wishing me happybrithday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yesterday headed home right after school , sorry to the usual cliques , went out with my sisiter and friends to town area to shop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;their so call having their shopping spree or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;got myself a everlast sneakers , fianlly, LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;first we headed to plazasingapura if im not wrong , then we headed down to hereen , then to marina square , had swensens for dinner , her friend treated all of us , woosh thank you natasha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and thank you to my sister for paying half the amount of price for my shoes&lt;3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im eyeing on this topman shirt , like geez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay people ima in a hurry , im going out again , byebyeebyeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4884438783033062116?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4884438783033062116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4884438783033062116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4884438783033062116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4884438783033062116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/01/water-in-headphones.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SYOq9ImqOOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Id48HoRuKVw/s72-c/Gore+boy+,+LMAO..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2492322553882760315</id><published>2009-01-28T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:10:39.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT HAPPEN ONCE , NOT TWICE.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;okay , first to start off , im having this really bad headache its driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;my head feel so heavy , its a burden to me while blogging , not just blogging , even for doing things like watching television , can you imagine how worse it is?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine people , im feeling rather down in the mouth today.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why , but not really.&lt;br /&gt;more of the heck care feeling even 'douh' im feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;i think i was relatively well in the first place but after slacking with the usual cliques im feeling this like annoying headache.&lt;br /&gt;its killing me!&lt;br /&gt;save me please.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i think this is the effing worse headache that im having in my sixteen years of life , btw im turning sixteen tomorrow okay , guys like my smart sixteen birthday.&lt;br /&gt;lol , no choice i ain't girl so no sweet sixteen for me.&lt;br /&gt;whatever -.- , i know im lame , today in school jovin told me that im lame , i say yes i know iam lame , she said yes when you are lame you are pathetic lame.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay , i find it kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;btw school was fun today , crapping and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;geez!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow have to come out with this shitty powerpoint project thingy about some artist or something for my art project? , not sure 'douh'&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know la.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;unless you think im born in those "ROYAL FAMILY" , if i were to be born in those kind of family do you even think i need to study -.-'&lt;br /&gt;yea , i know im craping dont judge me for this post okay! , im feeling unwell D:&lt;br /&gt;pity me please , LOL.&lt;br /&gt;today was really a good day ;l , esp when me and my usual cliques went slacking , cheryl , jovin and qiuyan , had heart to heart talk ;o , not really heart to heart talk , more of like giving advise for stuff and things , but it was so nice of them to really sit down and have such talk , its rare okay!&lt;br /&gt;we seldom have this kind of talks , we are more of the crapping type.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay people this headache is really driving me bonkers , geez!&lt;br /&gt;imma gonna have a nap now and see if this headache will be gone , if its not im gonna do some headbangs with some metal core music! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;bye people , xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2492322553882760315?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2492322553882760315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2492322553882760315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2492322553882760315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2492322553882760315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-happen-once-not-twice.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8509506428464875864</id><published>2009-01-21T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T04:50:10.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOW IM DONE BELIEVING YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293723564194346690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXcViMbrNsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/X9B7NsUymdE/s200/Ahlionezxz..jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i know i look gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woots , im feeling so trite , always blogging about my own personal life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay people , today went out with qiuyan and louise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to have our lunch at macdonalds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that headed down to tampines mall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;louise was planning to get a bagpack for herself and thats the reason why we ended up at tampines mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to 77th street to check out the bagpack they have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dickies was what louise intend to get for herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but in the end we ended up in isetan instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we were in isetan , there was a guy in green "tee" , following us , actually that guy was so called a "spy" that isetan hired , they tot that we as students in uniform , esp springfielders are always up to no good , like stealing and stuff , so i noticed that the guy in green was staring at qiuyan first , so i told qiuyan and louise that the guy is like staring at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told them that he must be the "spy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so after a period of time , the guy in green was really a so called "spy" , we took the escalator down to the first floor of the isetan , he followed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we went up again , once again he did not failed to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we were like discussing if we should "play" with him , so we went up and down the whole isetan , and went in and out , super funny i swear , the guy in green was super pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can tell by looking at his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were laughing out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i swear! it was super funny la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the guy in green was just making a fool of himself -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im feeling kinda moody , no idea why , but its somehow a routine for me , im use to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know like always feeling low and everything as if like everything that went wrong was all because of you , i mean you're the reason that cause all the problems and things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , if only i can get over this mentalilty problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not sure which is the real me , im different when im at home , infront of my friends and when im in church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , this is not what i want , but i dont know why im like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i myself dont really know which is the real me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im feeling depress over this matter , dont you think its kinda stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but all i know is that im always putting on a fake "high self - esteem." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats the only way to encourage myself to move on in everything that goes wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont blame me if i get proud sometimes , but remind me not to get so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on monday i was woken up by my big brother due to some stuff , confrontion and everything ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and after that i went to bed , i can't sleep for that particular day , tears are just flowing out of my eyes , my heart ache so much that i can barely re-call anything as it numbs my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i always tell myself that everything happened for a reason , but why must those things happened to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats not what i want , seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8509506428464875864?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8509506428464875864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8509506428464875864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8509506428464875864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8509506428464875864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-im-done-believing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXcViMbrNsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/X9B7NsUymdE/s72-c/Ahlionezxz..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4773355424040716256</id><published>2009-01-20T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:47:51.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;" TELL MII IIM UGLYZX hOrrsz , Or iie beatt eu. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iiam ahliionezxz iinspiiredd ;x opsyy iie dunchh noe h0w tuhh sp3ll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293351081012683474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXXCw0cw4tI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DPemp7Ol-ZQ/s200/Ahlionezxz.as.jpg" border="0" /&gt;dont you think ahlionezxz are the cutest , intresting and weird human beings on this earth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , lets take a look on how ahlionezxz types.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahlionezxz wannabes ; iie staree staree euu shO? , laii beatt mii lurhzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vulgar ahlionezxz ; diao simi diao? , #$%#$% buay song sibo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;high class ahlionezxz ; *amchio* , look ppl looking at me chio lehzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phototakings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not trying to say that everyone who take neos are ahlionezxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but ahlionezxz started with all those neos and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the angle that they like best is that the camera is like 5 meters above your head and you will look super skinny and slim + chio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then like , all dhe quyyzx r q0nna askk mii f0rr intr0x iin fwensterr lia0oxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Music they listen to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually technos , they used to listen to chinese song , but know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now ahlionezxz are getting more advance too , they are listening to songs like bleeding love lehzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiseh , i tot they only know techno? , no meh?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehhs , y0uu q0rtszx listenn tuhh de danciinqqq nakedd iin dhe raiin bef0rre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehahuzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dhee s0nqq siibeii nicee h0rrsxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How they dress?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skinnies , hot pants , Cardigans , Hair clips , T-back singlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pink , Black , Yellow , Electro Blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont you think all ahlionezxz almost dress up as the same?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super cute siol , eps when they look like twins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makeups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eye shadow and fake eye lashes is a must , esp bright and shiny shiny kind of eye shadows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e.g. , Sliver eye shadows with glitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow , their eyes are bleaming brighty , like cat siol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esp eye liner , we must look like unique , so we must put eyeliner on the bottom of our eyes only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photocaptions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXXGXBgNlfI/AAAAAAAAAZA/pZ5e2xz64vI/s1600-h/CHIOBU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293355035886720498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXXGXBgNlfI/AAAAAAAAAZA/pZ5e2xz64vI/s200/CHIOBU.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"tell mii iim uqly"&lt;p align="center"&gt;hehesszxz iie n0e iim uqly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gosh ahlionezxa are super weird peeps , they upload their picture onto the cyber world and tell people that they are ugly , do you think as human being we love to see ugly things , and esp when you know you are ugly you love putting captions like im ugly , we are not blind we know you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some ahlionezxz put that captions i know im ugly as they want guys to be like , you where got ugly siol , you so chio lo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and thats when the ahlionezxz can start to filrt and "umchio."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EW! , how gross can you be?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you think you cute , i bet this lady here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6waBAgtG0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6waBAgtG0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is like cuter then you all can?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , im so sick of ranting all this stupid things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this ranting post is not to anyone particular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you feel offened im sorry , but maybe you have that what it takes to be a ahlionezxz thats why somehow you feel offened. okay im off im super tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4773355424040716256?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4773355424040716256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4773355424040716256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4773355424040716256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4773355424040716256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/01/tell-mii-iim-uglyzx-horrsz-or-iie-beatt.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXXCw0cw4tI/AAAAAAAAAYw/DPemp7Ol-ZQ/s72-c/Ahlionezxz.as.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8748564174578349853</id><published>2009-01-19T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:59:15.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NEVER TRUST THE PAST.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292959038498425106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXReM8RkSRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/X91MmxrngDU/s200/Ink+by+flinch+,+rayson..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , i've changed my tongue barbell , now it look electro black yellow in colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sexy , i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , i did my ink in ink by finch on saturday with qiuyan , jovin and cheryl , i got a star on my left foot , it look sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , everything on me look sexy -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheryl got a rose on her neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well as for qiuyan and jovin they got their tongue pierced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its super sad to mention that jovin collarbone started rejecting and it got infected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wasted 45sgd on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay fine , today was super shag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esp in class during 3 periods of english , can you imagine , like 3 periods of english in one day , we had a class test on comprehension , thats what i hate the most for english , i adore essay more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know with all that "chim chim" vocabs on the passage make me faint , so just glance thru and started to scribble a few rubbish on the test , no mood for it , im sure im gonna flunk this test paper for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not sure wether if i have this mini crush on this particular someone , i've been looking and staring at that particular someone for times , i know that particular someone knows about it as he was also staring and looking at me some times ;o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh ;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , im super bored , alone at home right now , if only you were behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no dirty tots , thats for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO! , im not a dirty person -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i might be considering getting another ink or a few more ink on me , gheezsxz , its super addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope that i wont end up like jstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway i love how the way ahlionezxz take pictures of themself , super kawaiizxzx siol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i should try doing their pose and i shall upload all the pictures up , lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i will write a super long rant on ahlionezxz , if you think you are ahlionezxz of course you will be offened by my next post , ranting on ahlionezxz , but im not saying or trying to say anyone out particularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay im tired , kkthxbuaibuai for reading my blog. xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8748564174578349853?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8748564174578349853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8748564174578349853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8748564174578349853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8748564174578349853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-trust-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SXReM8RkSRI/AAAAAAAAAYg/X91MmxrngDU/s72-c/Ink+by+flinch+,+rayson..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-778428634328325817</id><published>2009-01-13T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:28:11.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;IF ONLY YOU WERE BEHIND ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290752011951112834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SWyG7FsHgoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RmPOttxAMPc/s200/Rayson+-+Bakkuteh..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If only you were behind me , the lonliness and everything , the same old routine is effing up again in my mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the emptiness and everything , gosh im really thinking real hard that when is the cycle of defeat getting off from my mind , the super low feeling , feeling so annoyed and vexed by it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; okay , my dad found out about my tongue piercing , actually i told him myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; lucky he never scold me , pewh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im really gonna work hard , like real hard for my n lvls and o lvls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i dont want to leave my secondary school life with regrets , i rather enjoy later as for now all the pocket money and stuff are all from my parents , what about the future? , like am i going to still take money from my parents when i reach the age of 30+?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hell no.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ya like what young teenagers like to say , next time grow up work work work where got time to enjoy , like hello if you were to study hard you would be able to find a job that has "leave" for you to clear , uhm , and you can enjoy your holiday in other countries , and you might even get opptunity to emigrate to other countries if there is any futher development of your career , so guys study hard now and enjoy life later , like you can get any thing you want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;gosh! , im super good at ranting this few days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay guys bb , im super like sleepy now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-778428634328325817?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/778428634328325817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=778428634328325817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/778428634328325817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/778428634328325817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-only-you-were-behind-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SWyG7FsHgoI/AAAAAAAAAYY/RmPOttxAMPc/s72-c/Rayson+-+Bakkuteh..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4177017128123002210</id><published>2009-01-11T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:10:41.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;GRAVITY CAN'T FORGET TO PULL ME DOWN TO THE GROUND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SWnrO0MSBBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/WL42Boy-Ktc/s1600-h/-+Cheryl+.Rayson"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290017877084210194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SWnrO0MSBBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/WL42Boy-Ktc/s200/-+Cheryl+.Rayson" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been ages since i update my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well , lets start on wednesday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and jovin were actually planning to get our piercing on the following saturday , but due to some activity that im having on , on that particular saturday , i was suggesting that we head down to pennisular right after school on wednesday , so she agreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so after school we headed down to funan digital lifemall first to have our lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had yakun for lunch , geez , haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so right after that went to pennisular , my piercing and jovin one cost $45 , so its $90 together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she got her collarbone piercing while i get my tonuge piercing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez i went for the piercing first , of course i was nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i choose my stud and there goes the piercing , its not really pain , not that theres no pain but the pain is tolerable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well alot of blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't believe that i started to eat at day 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and followed by day 3 and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now my tonuge is somewhat healed , can say so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can eat without any problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like really eat ;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i ate egg -.-' , can't be bothered about the infection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , friday went to city hall with jovin and cheryl went back home around 11+? , slack around , ate bak-ku-teh for dinner , its super delicious la , no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday , which is today , went to work place .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jovin went home , so left me and cheryl , ate at long john silver [central]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do stupid photo taking there , lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to slack beside singapore river , discuss about getting tattoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to starbucks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took bus 12 back to tampines mall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheryl get her ear pierced at x-craft,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after dicussing about all the tattoo stuff , im really tempted to get one , either im having it at my foot [leg] or my shoulder back , will be getting a star , well colouring it half red , it will cost around $150  , maybe getting it around next month? , not sure , i asked my dad for consent , he allowed , but im only afraid that i will regret , geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but super tempted to get one , look so nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay ppl , my eyes are super dry , im going off now buhbye. ya like buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4177017128123002210?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4177017128123002210/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SWnrO0MSBBI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/WL42Boy-Ktc/s72-c/-+Cheryl+.Rayson' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4800313131985257735</id><published>2008-12-31T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:26:10.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SPINNING PILLS ARE ADDICTIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;people im back from the bbq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i swear i look stupid during the mid night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was drunk.&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;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;drank too much vodka mango , can say at least a quater of the bottle , max is half of the bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they told me that while i was drunk i told them that i wanted to cry already,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i began to cry , so i was wipe-ing all my tears alway while saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have depression -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i doubt if i have depression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe? , lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;vomitted like no body business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crap alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughing like nobody business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;running here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my head is like still super heavy , i reach home around 9.15 , slept till one'oclock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;might be meeting qiuyan and louise later to get our school shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa , i still haven't like "pack-my-bag."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wonder if my hair will pass the spot check tomorrow ;o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my head is spinning and spinning , any hangover to cure this drunkiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh im dying , feeling terrible i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont feel like eating , no idea why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i were to eat now i swear i will begin to start vomitting again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , school gonna start tomorrow , geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nlvl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh i can't bare with the dizzyness anymore , guys im going to force myself to sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ttyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4800313131985257735?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4800313131985257735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4800313131985257735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4800313131985257735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4800313131985257735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/spinning-pills-are-addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2243659702460502255</id><published>2008-12-30T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:58:48.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;RHYTHM BEAT THAT BEATS THE SECONDS AWAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285765119286094562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SVrPXu0yquI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5ouNkC3s5x4/s200/half+of+us..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so bored , usual updates about life and life and life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i should try converting this blog to some entertainment blog or something -.-,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay lets talked about yesterday ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to qiuyan house with louise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first louise came to my house to pass me some stuff &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that went to the coffeshop behind my house for lunch with louise then to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tampines mall to meet qiuyan , headed to century square then to prima deli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the end bought nothing over there , so headed to eastpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to fairprice , gosh did a major shopping there -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought around $92+ of food and stuff for bbq later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol , thats not all the food she bought some of the stuff on monday already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;later alot of people will be coming around 30+ i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna be super pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh i have this like stupid dream , it was really dumb ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what tiger shark sea thingy , dead people and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright guys , i think i will be updating after the bbq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ttyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2243659702460502255?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2243659702460502255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2243659702460502255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2243659702460502255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2243659702460502255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/rythms-beat-that-beats-seconds-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SVrPXu0yquI/AAAAAAAAAYI/5ouNkC3s5x4/s72-c/half+of+us..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8050535990076299702</id><published>2008-12-29T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:04:30.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;REMEMBER THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember how he told you you were stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; how he couldn't even look at you anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember how he told you you were crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; how he got out of the car and slammed the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; he said you cant do anything right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why you gotta make me so mad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just get outta my sight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when its 3 am and he's at your door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he wants you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and he's begging for forgivness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when your phone keeps ringing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all night long and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that same old weakness gets so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; that you're helpless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember how he pushed you in the hallway &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just enough to hurt a little bit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember the whiskey in his whispers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the lies that fell so easy from his lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; he said he'll never do it again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can't take it back the proof is on your skin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; when its 3am and he's at your door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and he wants you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and he's begging for forgivness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when your phone keeps ringing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all night long and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that same old weakness gets so strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you're helpless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it doesn't matter how he hurts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you with his hands or with his words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; you don't deserve it it ain't worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; take your heart and run &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; when its 3am and he's at your door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he wants you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and he's begging for forgivness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; remember that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; when your phone keeps ringing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all night long and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that same old weakness gets so strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; that you're helpless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; oh remember that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remember you're gonna be all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; take it from me i've stood there in your shoes .&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8050535990076299702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8050535990076299702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8050535990076299702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-7200387497818758559</id><published>2008-12-21T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T07:51:26.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEY WILL NOT BE PUSH ASIDE AND TURNED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282268034932504178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iyoaNdnI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Lq_nSCvdtSY/s200/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282267474560021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iSA2_9QI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3IoGsAOQUYA/s200/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282267461515244146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iRQQ4cnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Pg2hf2TBXxk/s200/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282267456147982498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iQ8ROiKI/AAAAAAAAAXo/oF09WygNuYY/s200/DSC00920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282267451916889538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iQsgdLcI/AAAAAAAAAXg/qbqUmzTp-Ew/s200/DSC00919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282267428839864818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iPWidufI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8epmJPZm6gs/s200/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , all the pictures are taken before work , went to fort canning park with cheryl , all the pictures are taken using her phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im so tired , just reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to upper thomson to some sort of xmas party today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im rotting now , i was awake the whole day yesterday , and i slept at 9am and woke at 10.30am and prepare myself for e party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez and till now im still awake .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow have to meet up with friends and stuff at tampines mall mcdonalds at 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after that i dont think we might be going anywhere else , heading home after that and i think im gonna sleep for the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super moody today , no idea why , cheryl was asking me what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im also not sure what made me moody ;o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school reopening soon , wonder are my teachers gonna be the same as last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot believe im been repeating the song Listen by Beyonce , im super in love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i wish i got a rich friend like paris hilton or like im rich -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know you get whatever you want and stuff , do crazy things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like omg imagine you live in like those type of house paris hilton live in , if it were to really happened to me , i will bless all my friend with like a lv bag and stuff they want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya dreaming too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im getting a phone soon when my brithday reaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright people im falling alseep , my eyes are closing without me allowing it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ttyn :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7834039943862998077-7200387497818758559?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7200387497818758559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=7200387497818758559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7200387497818758559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7200387497818758559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-will-not-be-push-aside-and-turned.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SU5iyoaNdnI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Lq_nSCvdtSY/s72-c/DSC00906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6053185175888390156</id><published>2008-12-16T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:52:42.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAYSON STAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hi , Label me and hate mails , xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay , let me share some of the shitty customers attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PROUD UGLY MINAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was with her boy next to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 1 : Hi can i have a Spicy McChicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Im sorry ma'm we only have McSpicy , Its either you want McChicken or McSpicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 1 : No no No no , I want Spicy McChicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Ma'm Im sorry we dont have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 1 beings to show shitty face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 1's boy : Ya , Its either you want McSpicy Or McChicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 1 : YA! , I SAID I WANTED MCSPICY WHAT IS THIS GUY TRYING TO DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I showed her a shitty face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear if im not in the customer is always right rule , i would stab her with aye 10inch' knife and pluck out all her effing tiny eyebrows even if it takes years , couse its too tiny for my eyes to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PROUD ITE GUY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was a regular customer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : Hi can i have a Filet-o-Fish student meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Upsize?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : Sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After i collected all the items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 SHOUTS ; I ONLY WANT TO UPSIZE THE DRINK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : okay -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 next visits to store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : Hi can i have a mega spicy meal i only want to upsize the drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after collecting the items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;customer 2 stares at me in shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : I said i wanted the spicy one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i was thinking he wanted mcspicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i got for him mcspicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : NO I WANTED THE MEGA MCSPICY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me ; okay sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go collects MegaMcSpicy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : I SAID I WANTED THE MEGA SPICY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Points to the sticker in the box , THERE THE STICKERS SAY MEGA MCSPICY ! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 2 : [ps liao] , hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KIASU AUNTIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3 : Hi can i have this that this that this that this that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Order alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After i collected everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3 : Ah boy is it cheaper if i get this and that , continues to compare , goes on for 5 mins &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3 made up mind , previous order cancelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After i collected everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear i gave her more then enough chilli sauce and servittes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3 : Ah boy why like that dont be so stingy , can give me 10 more chilli sauce and like more servittes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : SURE SURE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3 : Ahboy can give me 4 cups i dont want the small small one ah .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By right i only can give her the small small one which is 4oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the end i gave her 12 oz one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Customer 3 : Can you help me put ice in two of the cups , my drinks no ice right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me : Ya -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello , its not that im stingy , is that you're greedy stupid auntie , im sure you have like 2 boxes of fastfood chilli sauce in your kitchen so that you can so called "Standby" no need waste money right , -.- , the servittes are rough , dont tell me you use that to wipe after shitting , i hope your butt dont rott , actually i wished to see that that skin beings to peel off and your butt will start bleeding , then lesson will be learnt if not can get free hor , can get free one why not -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya , kill yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this are just some of the customer i met , im super theres more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;piss off la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohya and those bussiness man , woman are super proud ask them to wait 3-10 mins like can die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give that black face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;food also need time to cook one right , you want raw food can , request for it , hope you grow tube worms in your tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;effing idiot , how stupid can they get , fast food as in fast but not like immediately , hello need to cook one leh -.- , you think what? , magic? you think your thinking cute ah , cute ah? , magic magic magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kill yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after all still a effing dog in your work place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after reading my post , i hope some of you are like them , please change your point of views towards the crews in mcdonalds , like hello after all we are still human just that we are in the service line with that rule of "customer is always right" but dont take that for granted , theres crews that beat up customer before. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you got beat , haha i will laugh at you i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* the above post , can be anyone and anybody who thinks they are themselves , not protraying anyone out specifically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need to have disclaimer if not some so called self-duped bitch report to his IO again. hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6053185175888390156?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6053185175888390156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=6053185175888390156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6053185175888390156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6053185175888390156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/rayson-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2234237173925703242</id><published>2008-12-09T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:59:49.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DOWN TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just finish watching Twilight on &lt;a href="http://www.movie6.net/"&gt;www.movie6.net&lt;/a&gt; , its superb nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no regret spending my time watching it , the show just get you into it so easily and it stirs up your emotion easily , your mind will start thinking and wondering what is going to happened in the next scene rather then waiting for it to play , due to the lack of quality during the upload , i dont mind spending money to watch the movie when its coming out , its super super nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it you get you imagining stuff and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woots tomorrow finished work at 8 , geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super tired , reach home around 11? , slacked around with cheryl and louise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gosh ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow working again 2-8 , friday 2-10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg , somemore friday i will be  attached to pp [ peoples park ] with cheryl , at first was me only , as they only wanted counter crew , but i told my manager can i ask someone to accompany me? , she said anything ,  so i bet jovin wont tag along , and btw cheryl is working on that day , why not ask her to come along , be my runner ;o , its a chance for her to pick up things as the mananger is not that strict as we are attachment crews , so its time where i can teach her this and that , if not she will be ranting ,complaing non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , woke up at 11.30 , laze around my bed for 30 mins in eventually woke up at 12 , went to get lunch , watch twilight , and now blogging , wonder if im going out later , i guess not , nobody date me out today and im rotting at home right now , my sister and big brother went out and i bet my second brother will be  going out soon , mum and dad  just reach home after  work , went to work at around 6? , back so fast ,  but i bet that they wont be going out , i guess they will be  both sleeping or maybe discussing working stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rotting , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i drank 3 liters of water this morning , yea 3 liters in just this morning , scary right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess after blogging im going to see what more movies i can catch on the net , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im growing fatter -.- , bought ruffles for twilight , and i can't finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my ulcer are hurting badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holidays pass so quickly , its like december now and i started my holidays at the 20th plus of october , its really passed so fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i haven't even do my n level art prep work , and bought my books , super not organized .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geez , too busy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;would you be the one i want ? , my best friend .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;could you be the one i need? , my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all of my life i've beening waiting for that some one , my  best friend.&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/7834039943862998077-2234237173925703242?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2234237173925703242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2234237173925703242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2234237173925703242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2234237173925703242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/down-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-7518885693236454367</id><published>2008-12-06T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:12:58.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ALL EYES ON ME , JUST LIKE A CIRCUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/STqU9mUhHJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/X4ybj8g9Xlk/s1600-h/Jovin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276693699397491858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/STqU9mUhHJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/X4ybj8g9Xlk/s200/Jovin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (after)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276693851159504338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/STqVGbrZpdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3GE9hu-voYQ/s200/jovin+copy+edit..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay jovin heres the photo that i edit for you despite you editing it once before already , i was bored okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just reach home , no time for my N Levels art prep work , and i haven even buy my sec 4 books , dead so not organized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my sister told me that an old auntie call me and ask if im at home -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my mum asked me why will a auntie look for me , i say how i know she said dont lie ah , i said ya look for me can? , i duck -.- [gigglo]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pissed off , super stress ! , gosh , work work work , art stuff , n levels art work , church , booygaaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dying from stress , not enough sleep everyday , slept less then 5 hours today , woke up at 5.30am , reach AMK at around 10 , just reach home , tmr going out at around 10 , going home at around 10 , after church tomorrow have to go work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;geez.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im not complaning , im just typing the things out to make me feel better , aiya yaya , complaing la you can say -.-'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ttyl ppl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-7518885693236454367?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7518885693236454367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=7518885693236454367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7518885693236454367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7518885693236454367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-eyes-on-me-just-like-circus.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/STqU9mUhHJI/AAAAAAAAAXI/X4ybj8g9Xlk/s72-c/Jovin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-9181523126093052949</id><published>2008-12-03T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:26:42.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ADRENALINE MOVING THROUGH MY VEINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275489404233988866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/STZNqZO0OwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/roB2HuXk9eM/s200/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[ps sheryl ;l , ugly uh i know , lol! , you look uglier before photoshopping okay i swear ;l]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ugly picturezxzxzx , no choice no more pictures for me to put , lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that picture was took on friday night if im not wrong ;o , went to zirca , the crannery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its their opening night , gosh free flow of drinks sad to say we are under age , must be 21 D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;doofus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay , i was super moody ytd during work due to some shitty shitty shitty  customer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh , singaporeans are so effing shitty , some of them , making a fuss just because of some stupid things , totally not graceful at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was feeling super down not smiling at all okay when serving customers and i heard one group of them saying like why is my face so black , lol , i dont care , seriously not in mood  , and when my senior asked me to smile i managed to give him such a natural smile , i myself was shocked too , im so fake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyone date me out plox , on wednesday only , as the rest of the days i will be out , busy uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im super bored!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reach home around 1 yesterday , super tired , woke up today at around 12 , went down to ntuc with my sister i was withdrawing some money out to my surprised my account has $197 more ;o , i was shock and i check again , and really $197 more in my account , haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , went to ntuc to buy stuff to cooked , spend $36 in ntuc -.- , scary right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nevermind seldom do that so nevermind , bought potatoes , butter , sweets , frozen food , hams , drinks , etc .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cook for lunch just now and im super full right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im so bored , no games to entertain me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing to entertain me , sleeping is all i can do right now as my physical body is feeling weak , due to long duration of working time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zouk out is coming , this 13 december D: , how i wish i turn 18 by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ttyl people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-9181523126093052949?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9181523126093052949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=9181523126093052949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/9181523126093052949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/9181523126093052949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/adrenaline-moving-through-my-veins.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/STZNqZO0OwI/AAAAAAAAAW4/roB2HuXk9eM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4499928405517087523</id><published>2008-11-26T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:30:20.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been ages since i blog.&lt;br /&gt;im super busy this year , during eoyh.&lt;br /&gt;having church conference , work , courses etc.&lt;br /&gt;super busy , travelling around.&lt;br /&gt;im tired but im happy , its better then staying at home doing nothing , busy is much more better having a sense of gratification.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry guys , i know my post is boring and my up coming one in this few days will be boring too , as im too busy , you guys dont want to hear me rant about my work right?&lt;br /&gt;btw.&lt;br /&gt;during work on tuesday , was shocked that cheryl broke down , she was screaming , going bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;i swear , i was really shocked i was totally stunt , but i tried my best to calm her down.&lt;br /&gt;cheryl , cheer up yea? , dont think too much.&lt;br /&gt;alright , im losing track of when to get my secondary 4 books and i lost my booklist , gosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4499928405517087523?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4499928405517087523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4499928405517087523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4499928405517087523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4499928405517087523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-ages-since-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2486795737013474790</id><published>2008-11-11T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:51:57.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz tagged by jovin :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;-yes :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;-totally not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;-YES of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- okay , im not mr singapore or whatever shit , they have stupid ans like give half of it to charity , world peace but i will tell you in my way , i will spend the money and make sure i get all the things i want , all my cravings and wants shall be met ! woahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Will you fall in love with your bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;-Totally not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;-being loved by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. List out any of your most favourite bands:&lt;br /&gt;-Heymonday , Paramore , In This Moment , PCD , WeTheKings , Tokio Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What is your favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;-POTATOES? - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;-Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;-Getting compared by friends etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;-I might die next 5 years , nobody knows , dont really spend time thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most impt peeps to you?&lt;br /&gt;-Family , myself , friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is the last person that texted you?&lt;br /&gt;-Manager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;-single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What are you favourite colours?&lt;br /&gt;-Black , grey , white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What did you last order at Macdonald's?&lt;br /&gt;-Mcflurry Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously , who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;-Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;-Its not so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you really want now?&lt;br /&gt;-Living in US or somewhere else but not singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Five people that i've tagged.&lt;br /&gt;-Rayson , Rayson , Rayson , Rayson , Rayson.&lt;br /&gt;ps ; im lazy laaaaa. just woke up D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2486795737013474790?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2486795737013474790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2486795737013474790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2486795737013474790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2486795737013474790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiz-tagged-by-jovin-d-01.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3754732432447522547</id><published>2008-11-08T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:38:09.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well , i was stunt seriously!&lt;br /&gt;i came right to blog after what my big brother asked me.&lt;br /&gt;he asked me how much is the dickies bag first , i said why , then later he asked me what colour i want i said why , he said nothing la buy for you lo , i was speechless , this is his first time buying things for me ;o , so i was really stunt , not trying to say that he never buy things for me , i really appericiate it , i dont know how to re-act , i dont know how to say thank you , but i know i must , so i can't really speak up , i know he will read my blog , sometimes , so kor thanks alot ! :D really appericiate it , thanks again for the blessing! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3754732432447522547?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3754732432447522547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3754732432447522547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3754732432447522547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3754732432447522547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-was-stunt-seriously-i-came-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2023266999972372593</id><published>2008-11-07T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:24:37.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe that i woke up at 12 today , gosh woke up so late!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday reach home around 11 going to 12 if im not wrong , thanks to qiuyan for the domokuns that she bought for me in taiwan! :D&lt;br /&gt;alright! , ytd went out for supper with mum and dad around 1am plusplus.&lt;br /&gt;reach home around 2+ , watch tv and then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;going out at 4.30 later.&lt;br /&gt;will be back home late night i guess.&lt;br /&gt;im so sick with some of the immatures kids , esp those trying their best to impress their friends by making some stupid jokes and remarks on others , like gosh like hello good afternoon , then one of them out of the four replied like morning , and the rest of the friends laugh -.- , so i stared at them slamming trays and stuff they kept quiet and glance at me , LOL!&lt;br /&gt;it was so retard of them , btw they laugh and talk really loud , some sort of attention seekers i guess!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was chaos during work , groups and groups of people came in , due to some padang events , so like my workplace was filled with people for 2 hours , continuously , like omg , so busy , everyone was going mad , i swear everyone was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2023266999972372593?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2023266999972372593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2023266999972372593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2023266999972372593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2023266999972372593'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8209924792660123568</id><published>2008-11-04T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T07:31:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I CAUGHT MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SRBoP1u0_zI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MlOC563a09E/s1600-h/daydream_2_by_aksioma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264822585726926642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SRBoP1u0_zI/AAAAAAAAAWw/MlOC563a09E/s200/daydream_2_by_aksioma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if only we can slow down or daily life , slow down the pace , the every step we take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whats the hurry? , i used to ask myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slow down and notice the surrounding around you , do not just glance around , but notice every little details in every single thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool yourself down , clam yourself down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;learn to appreciate every single thing , even when you are feeling low and bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you should be glad that you're not totally numb yet as you can still feel that loneliness and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give thanks to boredom ask it means that you're alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay lame -.- , i know tiring to act ESSAY pro , what ever preaching you can say -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;drama right i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i really hope that if one day i can just linger around , slow down my mind and think about everything , actually i do that most of the time , esp during bus rides and trains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , today worked for 8 hours , tiring , i just started work one month and i will be moving to counter next week! , like woah , i know im clever. LOL. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i know is to brag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay , woots , tmr time to shop !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shopping spree , wondering what can i get or what will i be really getting first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ttyn people im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8209924792660123568?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8209924792660123568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8209924792660123568' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-949336606806315734</id><published>2008-10-31T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T19:50:32.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NIGHTMARE TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263514895071396882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SQvC6Oa1RBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_k9Gdetl8m8/s200/Help_me_by_Francois088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , went for work yesterday super tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually was supposed to end at 8 , but i got extend till 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i did not even eat , ate at 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after work walk to clarke quay , slack there bymyself , went to central walk around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then took bus 12 to bugis walk around , after that went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reach home at around 11 going to 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sleep right after that , super tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woots , today off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but working tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;working is fun , theres some cheena staff down there with problem attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still can work counter -.- , irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going out later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ttyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-949336606806315734?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/949336606806315734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=949336606806315734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/949336606806315734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/949336606806315734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/nightmare-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SQvC6Oa1RBI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_k9Gdetl8m8/s72-c/Help_me_by_Francois088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2270736178656866071</id><published>2008-10-28T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:00:31.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry people , im super busy this few days! x)&lt;br /&gt;wont be updating much.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna work and work and work to earn the money that i want for me to get my stuff!&lt;br /&gt;x) , woots.&lt;br /&gt;My list of what im getting.&lt;br /&gt;-Topman or Fox hoodie / jacket.&lt;br /&gt;-Shorts? , above knees.&lt;br /&gt;-Ed-Hardy sneakers or just some chuppalang sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;-Dickies bag or Jansport.&lt;br /&gt;-GET NEW HAIR STYLEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;here i come &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyn ppl&lt;br /&gt;xoxo , with love perez hilton.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2270736178656866071?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2270736178656866071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2270736178656866071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2270736178656866071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2270736178656866071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-people-im-super-busy-this-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-523804213774656910</id><published>2008-10-26T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T07:29:46.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SOMETHINGS FALL AND GET BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tears flow out as i watched this video and browse thru the lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw bebo norman is a chrisitian singer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;britney spears is so strong despite all the media and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i salute her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_Q_wVfGAfA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_Q_wVfGAfA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-523804213774656910?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6097275559913311609</id><published>2008-10-23T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:27:45.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WE MIGHT BE FALLING A SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;woots , holidays are here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , got back my report book , promoted to sec4 next year , woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna do a random post , just got back home , went to jovin house just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright , watched the house of wax at here house just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i have this weird likings ;l , when i see how the people get killed i laugh super loud , i find it funny and somehow like it ;l , dont know why , must be sick. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna list all my secondary report books remarks here , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;starting from secondary 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson is a responsive and cooperative student. he has the capabilities to do better and should make use of the holidays to work on mathematics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[term 1]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson is a responsible and helpful pupil. He has assumed his duty as the class vice-chairman well. Puts effort in his work but results not up to expectation. Needs to work harder in his Humanities subjects, Mathematics and Science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[term2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson is a responsible leaner and has shown improvement in his studies. He must stay focus and work harder to see an improvement in mathematics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[term3]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson is able to give clear instructions to his peers. He is able to adapt to an ever-changing environment. He also displays courage when making difficult and unpopular decisions. Rayson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shows empathy and compassion for others. He contributes his time and effort to enchancing the school image. He does not hesitate to seek clarification when necessary. Rayson respects our multicultural diversity by accepting differences in cultural practices and beliefs. He has put in commendable effort to improve he has also formed strong bonds with his peers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[End of year , Term4]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondary 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson is capable of producing quality work. He just has to put his heart into it. He is easily distracted by his classmates. He is responsible as a class leader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Term2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson expresses himself clearly during class presentations. He is charismatic and able to win others over. Rayson shows equal respect to everyone. He sees situations in a positive light and creates a strong and positive impression on others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[End Of Year , Term4]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondary 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayson is a polite student who has the potential to do well in his studies. He should make use of the holidays to revise his weak subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[term2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayons has shown a keen interest in the English language and possesses the ability to add colour to his written work with his extensive vocabulary. He is able to rally people with his persuasive ideas , excelling in creative thinking and problem solving. Pontentially a good leader , Rayson must learn to channel his focus in the right direction and strive for academic excellence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[End of year , Term 4]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ttyn people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6097275559913311609?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6097275559913311609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=6097275559913311609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6097275559913311609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6097275559913311609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-might-be-falling-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3634255186735113557</id><published>2008-10-21T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:20:40.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;VACANT BESIDE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259604938680201362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SP3e0zzscJI/AAAAAAAAARA/CKGN6jpjjPU/s200/Heartache_by_Lullabby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the pictures express my current mood. mom and dad quarrel , shouting all around , just because of my ic? im feeling super inadequate , my mum shouted at my dad because my dad is like lazy to search thru his drawer , as my mum said that she passed my ic to him , can see that my dad is like super angry with me or something , like problematic child , you know? , i bet if you guys were to know im such a problematic child , you guys wont even care to raise me up or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i can sense and feel that my dad dislike and hate me , he always say that im the most troublesome one of all the four siblings , why must i create so much problems for them. do you think i want? , seriously. so my dad just went to his drawer , open it up , giving attitude to my mum , he dont really care to search , just open the drawer and say don't have , so my mum was super angry and shouted even louder , my mum went to the so called saving bank , searching for my ic while shouting at my dad , so i was feel guilty and upset somehow , im a very family person , so i told my mum , do you all have to quarrel over this kind of things , she shouted at me saying why am i so troublesome etc , so i kept quiet , yes i know i create problems for you all , do you think i want this to happened?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i went out of the room , couldn't take it anymore , buried my face deep into my bloster , trying my best to not cry , but my heart is really aching , esp when it comes to family stuff , tears flow out , my sister was beside me , my brother was at the couch , sofa , slacking , i walk as fast as i could into the kitchen , and i cried there , trying my best not the make any noise , so after that , i went back to the room , my mum shouted at me , said i did not gave her my ic , so i walked out of my room , i dont even bother to reply her , and went to the kitchen again , but i did not cry , trying to look for things to distract my attention , i went to the fridge to get coke , later my mum came out saying , i dont know you , you better find your ic or you are going to pay the $100 yourself , so tears flow out again , its not with the money , when they were quarreling i was thinking to tell them , can you all stop quarreling i work and pay for the ic if i lost it okay? , but i did not as i know they will think lowly of me , after all im the youngest in the family , so when my mum said i had to pay myself , the thing that was in my mind was that , im a like inadequate? , is money more important ? , like why must you all quarrel after the ic , more towards the money as you had to pay $100 to replace one , so i was like can you all stop all this? , so more tears started flowing out when i was thinking about all this , like why? , is money more important then family ties , etc?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know im someone who you all dislike , ya , so many problems for you all right? what can i do? , will sorry work? , no. yes i know you all hate me , but do you think i want all this thing to happened? i know you all can't wait to get rid of me right? seriously , is money more important? , IS money more important?! most of the time when you all quarrel i will be reason , im always the reason , most of the time , why? i feel so guilty , guilty of everything around me , ya drama right? , i know all this sound so dramatic , im not exaggerating , this is what i feel , this is what im going thru , causing all this ugly low-self esteem , but im trying so hard to look so full of confidence infront of my friend , when im totally not , i find things to distract me , i rather not get this thing solved as i know more of the hurting will come in , my parents hated me , my silbings said that they hated me at least for once , i wont forget all this , its not that i don't want , i tried to , but its not as easy as it said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3634255186735113557?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3634255186735113557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3634255186735113557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3634255186735113557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3634255186735113557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/vacant-beside-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SP3e0zzscJI/AAAAAAAAARA/CKGN6jpjjPU/s72-c/Heartache_by_Lullabby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3757047929521738271</id><published>2008-10-19T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T05:21:31.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WORE YOU OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258835065869422754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SPsioUGD0KI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1xH-80NKmQQ/s200/Railway_by_CrazyMurdock1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello people , geez ! , today was so tiring!                                                                                                   woke up at 9 , actually asked my mum to wake me at 6 , but she forgot , so was kinda late.             okay , friend's friend drove us down to takashimaya as one of my friend planned to do window shopping , planning on what to buy during this december s shopping spree , we went to takashimaya to have lunch first then off to hereen , went to skin , i love the tops there but it sure cost alot , at least 100-200SGD per piece , then went to ed-hardy , gosh i dont really like the tops there , super colourful , but im in love with the sneakers there la , planning to get one , i guess , the one that i planned to buy cost around $127SGD , ya i know it expensive but its like super nice one la , dont mind investing in it ;l , so after that around 3? , not sure forgot , head down to expo by myself , have some sort of training there , then reach home at around 6+ , bathe , slack and rest for awhile , then went downstair for dinner with family , gosh tomorrow got school! , btw good luck to those O lvls candidates tomorrow , chem right? , not sure , good luck anyway , okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like gosh our principle threaten the whole school , saying that if we never come school and theres no vaild reason , we wont be able to get a class next year -.- , like what the.                                     no choice i guess , our school culture is that when exams are over no body will come to school , i mean there will be some , but at least , for my class half of them will not turn up , haha , but after implementing this threat , no use , last friday half of the class still didn't turn up , lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so in love with hey monday now , like super okay.                                                                              btw my helix is hurting badly right now , the pain is unbearable. infection i guess , spray the alchohol for like dozen times but it dont seems to work , not effective i guess , if it really rots then i remove if not i will just leave it there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are made out by 70% of water , water reacts to the words we say let it be negative or positive , so we are made out of how we think about ourself , who people look at us = appearance , how we look at ourselves = confidence but we dont really know our real self , it might take forever for you to find , some are not able to find&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ttyn people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo.&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/7834039943862998077-3757047929521738271?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3757047929521738271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3757047929521738271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3757047929521738271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3757047929521738271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/wore-you-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SPsioUGD0KI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1xH-80NKmQQ/s72-c/Railway_by_CrazyMurdock1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8357765515631487849</id><published>2008-10-18T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T08:13:00.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BANG AND YOURE GONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258507078059775586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SPn4U6ShVmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hj2vVQ4blgc/s200/Candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its been ages since i posted , busy busy busy.                                                                                    working is like super fun! , its tiring , but moolah is more important.                                                    exams are over , its post examination week right now !                                                                          got back my result , kinda disappointing i guess , not up to expectation , but i think i did improve for some of the subject.                                                                                                                                 for art , like gosh , i did not pass up my prep work but i managed to get an A , gosh !  my whole class was shock , some of them did their prep work and they get 59 etc , low , marks.                      ya bragging , so?                                                                                                                                             btw i got my helix re-pierced.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;talking to wei eang right now in msn , gosh i feel like shit ;l.                                                                    its 11 already ;o , im waking at around 6 tomorrow.                                                                                 ttyn people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8357765515631487849?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8357765515631487849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8357765515631487849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8357765515631487849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8357765515631487849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/bang-and-youre-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SPn4U6ShVmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hj2vVQ4blgc/s72-c/Candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2097799934760037981</id><published>2008-10-12T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:39:53.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;MOVE ON , BE WHO I AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no pictures nowadays D: , seldom go out due to exam period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reach home around 7 , went to jurong point , haha its like so pack seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eating Ruffles with BarbeQue sauce right now , skipped dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im so happy , no idea why , just so excited about every thing thats on my mind right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its good to be excited rather then feeling low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , can't wait for next year , everything will be starting afresh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well i know just some stupid thinking , after all the past will still hold you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GEEZ! , im watching paris hilton new bff now adays , its like super cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;would'nt you , yes you , want a BFF?! , but gosh i don't think it make sense at all some how , who cares shows are for entertainment , we are human after all we sure have something that we dont agree with each other , even twins does quarrels at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay just some random craps and stuff on the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;geez! im so tired , woke up at 8 today , used computer then wash up at 10.30 and travel down to lakeside , i love the atmosphere in train , listening to mp3 for around one hour i guess , keep replaying the song "Told you so by Jesse Mccartney" , its like super nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrows' school! , gosh bored , have to travel to downtown after school to get my personal file from DTE mcd , gosh! , then back home print some stuff and down to funan digi , must reach there by 5 with cheryl! , can't wait , so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dad and mum not at home right now , they went to visit grandma at amk , did not accompany them down , too tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i guess they will be back with supper , ;l .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at home alone right now , lonely right? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;doofus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if only i can make test-tube babies , like omg , im gonna make one , im sure my baby will look like chris crocker , LOL , jk , i guess look like some hollywood star ;l , goes on braging like no body business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know this post is super random , it is out of my randomness mind anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2097799934760037981?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2097799934760037981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2097799934760037981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2097799934760037981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2097799934760037981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/move-on-be-who-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1931277398260190345</id><published>2008-10-11T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T08:30:17.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT , BUT IM OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255914353579801986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SPDCQe8APYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/75ZV5h31kQQ/s200/time2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(photoshop does wonders.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;its been a super long time since i blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;alright , i actually got my helix pierced , but it swell and bleed so badly during night , so i took it out but im gonna pierce it again , maybe this tuesday?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;alright1 , im so glad that britney spears is hot again! , check out her womanizer mv at youtube , she got her figure back , but i wonder if her self-esteem that she had is back , kinda worried  , but afte all she rocks big time , legend indeed!                                                                                          im so in love with the current song in my blog , its so meaningful , and btw hey monday is a new band.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;alright , starting work this coming monday , wonder how will it be like but after all i done OJE there and i like there alot , so i hope everything will go fine for me as i start working , no conflicts with workers and everything will just go so smoothly , hope that i will be able to pick up things fast there.                                                                                                                                                     alot of people ask me why i want to work at funan digi , its like so far , but who cares?!                   i like esplande so much , after work can go to the starbucks there slack with jovin and cheryl they all if we get the chance to work at the same shift , its gonna be so atmospherical ;l , what ever , just that i like to atmosphere there , the night lights and etc.                                                      exams are ending  , hope i wont flunk my results.                                                                                    im so glad that jovin is okay right now , after all the nagging and stuff , i think im super mean when i talked to her in msn , im super straight forward , i was like , HE DONT LIKE YOU , STOP CONVINCING YOURSELF! , but im glad that im able to smack her out of this one sided love thingy , she must thanks me okay! , ;l , joking la.                                                                                      went to beach road today for lunch , walked pass my grandfather shop , but its gone , long time ago it was still there , but my grandfather passed away so the shop was resold to someone else , i miss that place alot , it reminds me of childhood , every week i will go there once , i still remember the time i spent there , the pictures came out so vividly in my mind.                                i hate to think of the past , as it will make me feel super low , as my life now isn't that great compare to the past , but past is past , if only i have a time machine , geez no point going on ranting about the past.                                                                                                                                  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;everything you say , everytime we kiss i can't think straight , but im okay.&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/7834039943862998077-1931277398260190345?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1931277398260190345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=1931277398260190345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1931277398260190345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1931277398260190345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-think-straight-but-im-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SPDCQe8APYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/75ZV5h31kQQ/s72-c/time2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6282303093441723046</id><published>2008-10-06T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T06:59:13.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all of my life i've been waiting for someone to trust , someone who cares , someone who known&lt;br /&gt;that would always be there someone who always would tell me the truth even when its the hard thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;someone who always know what to say and when they don't they don't go away.&lt;br /&gt;someone who always walk by my side through the hard time.&lt;br /&gt;could you be the one i want? , my best friend&lt;br /&gt;could you be the one i need? , my best friend&lt;br /&gt;all of my life dont you know i've been waiting for the best friend.&lt;br /&gt;if i tried , couldn't find anyone like you , anything like you.&lt;br /&gt;all the things you do.&lt;br /&gt;wonder why its been so long waiting for a new friend to come&lt;br /&gt;but they are far between few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend , my best friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6282303093441723046?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6282303093441723046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-343973480867641961</id><published>2008-10-06T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:29:23.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope that the haunting past memories wont come up in my mind again , get lost unwanted memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-343973480867641961?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/343973480867641961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=343973480867641961' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I CLIMB , I SLIP , I FALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252861872250252994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SOXqCr2rbsI/AAAAAAAAAQg/atN50H5Cmvw/s200/emotions_over_winter_by_emily_does_green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i tried , yes , i tried my very best , im feeling exhausted. if only every thing can just end like this , a snap on my finger , i know its impossible , im just trying to convince myself. if only i can breathe for today , everything would be fine , dont think about the future its just way to frightening. trying my best to put a smile when im alone , i know i look stupid. im wasting my parents time , i feel useless. if only they can't be bothered about me , i would be happy. i dont worth anything from them i guess. i sing , sleep , eat , drink , laugh to run away from my problems , but i feel so empty after all this. dont just look at me , i need your care and concern. i stare at cellings looking and thinking for answers. i scream my lungs out , to get all the disappointments away. i laugh with my friends just to feel happy for that moment. i ask myself why and lots of why. if only i can slap myself out of this , everything would be fine , like how i convince myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4248093360208371811?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4248093360208371811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=815949552553571595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/815949552553571595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/815949552553571595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/brag-gossip-and-label-me-what-ever-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1740602258128317452</id><published>2008-09-25T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:01:04.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DEVEXPRESSION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249944645884530930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SNuM1wxpUPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kYwPfp9V_fQ/s200/Scream_by_control.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the feeling as a failure surpass my usual self greatly this time round , it beat me right down leaving me speechless , i doubt myself , my capability as a person. the fakeness and everything is up again in my mind , the though of getting defeat , the horrible past memories , flooding my mind over and over again , never ending cycle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im in suspense right now , the feeling of mental uncertainty , confusion in which mood i should be in , happy , sad or excitied? , feeling defeated mentally and physically. that unglamourous moment keeps replaying in my mind , mute , but yet the statment is clear somehow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling extremely down , i think this is the first time in my life , where i find myself not able to speak up to anyone , not able to face my parents and stuff. took a stool into the bathroom , sat on it , stoned for hours , or i should say mintues that feels like hours , reflecting on how stupid am i to do such a thing , feeling so foolish. of course im okay infront of you guys , of course i am , because i am fake. the feeling of something , pressure i say , pushing you down so hard , trying my best , gasping. i think im beyond my limit this time , i feel so locked up , emotionally and in alot of ways. well , i use to think that i am tougher then life , something that i always say to my friend , life is tough but we are tougher , but not anymore , not for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling so frustrated , im sick of venting out my anger on human , sick of screaming and crying , sick of everything , sick of smashing empty glass bottles with my friends , sick of telling someone else about my problems and sick of myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;am i worthy to you guys? , am i worthy to my parents? you might think that this post is kind of exaggerating , yes it is cause you guys dont know anything , i guess , about me. cause im always the fake usual self infront of you , im effing tired . i force myself to sleep , so that i can run away from all this problem , i know its not forever , but at least for hours i feel peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-1740602258128317452?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1740602258128317452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=1740602258128317452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1740602258128317452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1740602258128317452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/devexpression.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SNuM1wxpUPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/kYwPfp9V_fQ/s72-c/Scream_by_control.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-359729367868004989</id><published>2008-09-23T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:08:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh i think that im like promoting for him and all he does know to do is to ban D: , thats sad , i feel like slitting myself , LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-359729367868004989?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/359729367868004989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=359729367868004989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/359729367868004989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/359729367868004989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-better-then-you-in-all-ways.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-506593743511954175</id><published>2008-09-20T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:44:28.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CAUSE WHAT I DO NO ONE CAN DO IT BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248122586303324418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SNUTr75QYQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/mQUvBXBmOa4/s200/flyer..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SINGAPORE — Singapore is not completely immune from a tsunami and should prepare for the possibility, an expert on coastal areas warned Friday.&lt;br /&gt;The island—state can be hit by a tsunami generated from three locations and the waves could damage key coastal infrastructure without being too high, said Professor Wong Poh Poh of the National University of Singapore geography department.&lt;br /&gt;"It’s not that we are totally immune. No, we are not immune," Wong said.&lt;br /&gt;He was speaking at a news conference to launch a report, by the aid and development organisation World Vision, on the impact of climate change on poor people.&lt;br /&gt;To cause damage, waves hitting Singapore need not be as huge as the ones that devastated Indonesia’s Aceh in December 2004, killing 168,000 people, Wong said.&lt;br /&gt;Aceh was struck by a wave about 10 metres (33 feet) high.&lt;br /&gt;"We don’t need 10 metres. The problem with Singapore is... we have a lot of infrastructure on the coast. All you need is a very low wave to just come in and hit certain areas," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Changi Airport will be very vulnerable," he said, adding the man—made island of Jurong which houses a sprawling petrochemical complex is also at risk, and urged the government to commission a study on tsunamis. — AFP/vm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adapted from yahoo.sg. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright scary huh.                                                                                                                                            after a long journey on the mrt and bus , finally it get things sort out , its time to look good!            i will be running , jogging , going to gym after lots of naggings and teasing etc.                                    geez! , finally i feel like exercising , with the help of friends im sure i will be able to do it ,                 i want to look good and it will help me to have a higher self esteem.                                                      louise use to ask me to go to the gym with her , always persuading me , but i always reject her.     haha!                                                                                                                                                                sorry friend , but know i wont reject you x) .                                                                                             &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright , everything is going okay in my life , i guess.                                                                                exams are just round the corner , im not prepared yet! doofus.                                                             i dont wanna get crappy result , its EOY , if its comman test i dont mind , but its EOY.                     got to put in double of the effort , concentrate in class etc.                                                                      listening to a series of Michelle Branch song , no idea why , haha , im so into old song now.              i can't wait to cut thick bangs , it might look funny , but who cares its my hair anyway.                    feeling so excited , woohoo , no idea why x) .                                                                                             school tmr! , tiring.                                                                                                                                         yawn , so tired , gotta rest early for today , woke up at 10am , went out at 11.30am , back home by 7.30pm.                                                                                                                                                      can't wait to get out of secondary school , can't wait for next year , i will be signing my own phone as my dad don't want to sign for me , as im like super scary , he did signed for me once and i abuse it ;l , bills are extremely high , not for one time but alot of time , no choice cannot blame him for taking away the phone and cutting the line. ;l , anyway aiming for a phone that has keypad in it , something like Nokia E71 , my big brother current phone , i like its function and everything about it , a sleek phone , gonna look mature with it , hope so. LOL.                                  alright , my big brother went to this gaming convention thingy , at suntec convention center , alright he bought a big bag back , containing lots of CDS and etc.                                                          its kinda funny , as the games are weird i must say , like kicks online or something.                          the name is funny alr ;l , can't be bothered to try it out.                                                                          have to do my art research for 2nd hand pictures , ciao.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-506593743511954175?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/506593743511954175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=506593743511954175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/506593743511954175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/506593743511954175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/cause-what-i-do-no-one-can-do-it-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SNUTr75QYQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/mQUvBXBmOa4/s72-c/flyer..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4958759398142254668</id><published>2008-09-18T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:27:32.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;15 WHATCHAMACALLIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247613374157633522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SNNEj41BN_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/20jesoB3oT8/s200/house_fire_by_jawebb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was so tiring , english was super dry in a sense today , when i turn my head back to take a look at the three and a half out of four quater of them are like asleep ;l.                                            feeling so zxzxxzxz have to go OJE myself all the way at funan digi.                                                    going alone D: , actually quiet good :D , can emo all the way and reflect on what happened today.                                                                                                                                                                exams are just around the corners and im not really well-prepared yet.                                                                                                                                                                   geez! have to do preparation work for art , thats the part of art exams that i hate the most , seriously , its very troublesome , imagine travelling around to get pictures , must re-sketch over and over , actually not reall can print out.                                                                                                 but can you imagine all the shading and contrasting you have to do , geez!                                        the amount of time needed , ohmy , alright i need to go prepare already , needa reach funan digi by four , wish me luck for OJE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4958759398142254668?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4958759398142254668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4958759398142254668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4958759398142254668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4958759398142254668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/15-whatchamacallit.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SNNEj41BN_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/20jesoB3oT8/s72-c/house_fire_by_jawebb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1164789817485073943</id><published>2008-09-16T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:52:44.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;INBETWEEN THOSE LINES OF LIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246534702430027874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="153" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SM9vg7gaAGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/gUv6GsFQqck/s200/imwithyou..jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let the picture shows the topic that im gonna some what write about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think im getting caught in position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think jovin had that feeling before , and i think im in her shoe now , the shoe that she was in before , uh-huh , not kidding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geez! im so confuse , how?! super confuse , esp when like .... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;doofus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright lets not talk about that , how bout some random , or a piece of my life or mind?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright , today was okay , i think im really a super optimisitic person dispite all the stuff that has been going on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats what my friend says too , not doing self-ad etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright , i got a feeling that the sec 4 , a particular group , or clique of friends are viewing my blog  , not sure , and gosh i think they dislike me or something , but its okay :DD , nobody have no haters , unless you're like angel or whatever shit , anyway angel have haters too , devils. uh-huh , okay lame.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jovin feels the same way , she feels that theres a particular group in the sec4 that dislike her or something , haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright my class are full of zxzxzxzxzxz kids , my maths teacher was so angry today all thanks to those zxzxzxzxzxz kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;doofus , theres a guy in my class that loves to tease people to get attention.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol! , i find it super lame . doofus , he feels so great when he tease some one , i mean those weak one as in timid type , his a big bully. my chinese teacher scream at him shouting , WHY DONT YOU BULLY SOME ONE WHO IS THE SAME SIZE AS YOU OR BIGGER? , ONLY KNOW HOW TO BULLY THE WEAK ONES and he got nothing to say , dumbfound , speechless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess alot of people is happy or something can see that , i heard that quiet alot of people detest him in our class. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway i hope that he will be able to advance to get into sec 4 next year , heard that alot of people are predicting that he wont be able to get to sec 4 , due to his character , attitude , records and of course results! , i heard from him , he said he read my blog if im not wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha! who cares? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if you think im infering to you or whatever , alright let me tell you , theres no name listed down , not talking about a particular person , if you feel that its really about you , so sad it cannot be blame you need some self reflection or something :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright , waiting for desmond :D [CGL] to come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as i dont think i can really go to some where far , maybe i should put it this way , i can but i choose not to as i think my parents will get upset or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright , dreams are dreams after all , reality is what we must face , this is what my teacher always say , my maths teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes , you can dream of becoming some famous singer , actor or fashion designer , yes you can , but its another thing to really get it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im not say you can't be one , okay , lets say for example , most of the singers in singapore , are they really famous , yes in singapore i guess not else where as in compared to usa and etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after all you still have to study hard , have a degree , get a job with good salary and work so that you can make end meets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its all about money money money , geez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay , some random crap that just pop up of my mind , alright guys i have to go and bathe ! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;doodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-1164789817485073943?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SM9vg7gaAGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/gUv6GsFQqck/s72-c/imwithyou..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6234004936271705968</id><published>2008-09-14T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T04:45:50.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SOLUTION NOT PROBLEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245841601636985986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMz5JJ2J7II/AAAAAAAAAPQ/84nGNidi5Bg/s200/merlion+2..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , as you can see i dlted the pervious post x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , after thinking for hours , we shall not focus on the problem and lets search for a solution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;forget about what happened x).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6234004936271705968?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6234004936271705968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2645871342252616711</id><published>2008-09-12T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:01:08.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOU GOT ME HYPNOTIZED SO MESMERIZED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245134507630591314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMp2C3Z2_VI/AAAAAAAAAPI/e5pu9J9n01Y/s200/time..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alot of problems vexing me right now , geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think im falling deep into depression or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;save me from me please? , will you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2645871342252616711?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2645871342252616711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2645871342252616711' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5230979255123368803</id><published>2008-09-12T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:51:34.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;IF IT ALL ENDS TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245036833442656114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SModNeswb3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZZ2W-TC_dRc/s200/Not_a_1939_Singapore_by_archlover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Reach home around 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Century Square with Louise and Cheryl , i had never ate prima waffle before! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had one just now , it was super nice alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today during english , principal and secondary three year master came to my class to take a look , so our co-form teacher also our english teacher organize lots of activities etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the lesson was on exposition , advertisement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we were ask to get in groups and come out with a ad , and it must sound pursading and convincing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we were ask to come out with a skit and slogan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so my teacher gave our group a item to advertise , so he gave us a puma jacket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we can be as creative as possible , so i thought of matrix , bullet proof jacket , so everyone enjoy our skit and our slogan was , bullets are nothing , Puma Kills. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright so during recess went to look for my english teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as we were told to do so , to collect the vanguard sheets for poster designing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he praise me , he said , "Luckily we got you in class."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even the principal praised me ! ^^v.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright , super tired , tomorrows wei min birthday celebration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will be going to his aunt condo to celebrate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh , the boredom kills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5230979255123368803?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5230979255123368803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5230979255123368803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5230979255123368803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5230979255123368803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-it-all-ends-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SModNeswb3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZZ2W-TC_dRc/s72-c/Not_a_1939_Singapore_by_archlover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8579303716418751730</id><published>2008-09-10T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:21:24.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHEN I LOSE MYSELF I THINK OF YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244412382730291490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMflRqhMiSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/R65W1yp47Iw/s200/Memory_Lane_re_done_by_Evil_Toilet_Paper+%5Bhuman.%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the pathetic boredom kills me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the lonely atmosphere rising up to the top of the roof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;looking at jovin blog post somehow make me feel envy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jealousy kills , yeah , but not at her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im envy of her , i wonder why she can express her feeling out so well and why she dare to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if it was me i dont dare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont like to show my emotions and feelings out but i hope i can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;somethings holding me back from releasing by crying the past hurts , stress , lonliness , fakeness and family expectations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wonder why the society thinks that way , guys shouldn't be showing their emotions out as much as girl , why must it be this way , guys are human too , not all guys are tough with emotions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who can control one emotions? bearing all the hurts , stress and stuff , im sure one day you will just break down , its just a matter of time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling so irritated and fustrated with myself for being such a fake person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friends only know im a happy go lucky kind of person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;joke around and outgoing , but i think im not really that kind of person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope theres someone i can show the really me to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope theres someone that can hear all my effing craps , my feelings , my thoughts and opinion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope theres someone i can cry out to when i can't hold on to all the tears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;currently , when i cry , i only cry before i sleep thats when i will be hugging my bloster , and crying , but not crying my heart out as i dont want to alert any of my family members.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im upset with myself for not able to find that someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i've simply have no trust , no trust to the people around me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;except for some , but everyone have character flaws.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i dont share all the secrets to a particular person , i share my secrets with someone that will be able to accept and wont go around bragging it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel so empty , esp when im alone , in trains and buses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i enjoy that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i enjoy the atmosphere but when it comes to not able to cope with all my problems , i feel so weak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how i hope i can cry out to my friends one day telling them all my effing crappy problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;all the stupid problems , vexing me 24/7 without fail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;constantly re-playing back in my mind , just like a tee-vee recorder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i , myself will re-play all those effing pathetic sad things thru my mind , i dont know why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont ask me why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel so fake when im out with my friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel so sucky , why must i be acting all that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why can't i just be myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why everyone around me think that im such a happy go lucky person?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;can someone just slow down and listen to my heart and my real voice , deep inside of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel so locked up with my emotions , i feel so effing useless when im not able to release my emotions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;jovin , i envy you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8579303716418751730?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8579303716418751730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8579303716418751730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8579303716418751730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8579303716418751730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-i-lose-myself-i-think-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMflRqhMiSI/AAAAAAAAAO4/R65W1yp47Iw/s72-c/Memory_Lane_re_done_by_Evil_Toilet_Paper+%5Bhuman.%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5925650801346705360</id><published>2008-09-09T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T04:45:59.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE WORLD IS BIAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243935877527973538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMYz5aT7LqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cuVDsMDpF0w/s200/My_Memory_Lane_by_Makeisha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling low.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my big brother just talk to me , apologizing to me , but you make me feel  bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why do i always have to say stuff about you to desmond?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why am i hating you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im feeling so pressurize in this family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why must i be the one who has the most problems?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why must it be me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel sucky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why am i creating trouble for the people around me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel like a nuisance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;someone that people don't like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think nobody likes me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im caught in-between silibings at home , just like a effing rotten ham in-between those bread.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5925650801346705360?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5925650801346705360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5925650801346705360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5925650801346705360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5925650801346705360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/world-is-bias.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMYz5aT7LqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/cuVDsMDpF0w/s72-c/My_Memory_Lane_by_Makeisha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3784924228647646191</id><published>2008-09-07T05:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T05:36:19.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHATS YOUR REAL MASK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMPI3XJka5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/jql5vwdpsk0/s1600-h/merlion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243255244621900690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMPI3XJka5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/jql5vwdpsk0/s200/merlion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMPI3uyE9kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z5PxrqmxRdU/s1600-h/merlion+2..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243255250965820994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMPI3uyE9kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/z5PxrqmxRdU/s200/merlion+2..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright readers x) , went for job interview yesterday x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no idea why i want to work , i think money is not the only reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , never go church x) , went to jovin work place with cheryl , crap alot and slack there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till 5+? , cheryl had to make her posb acc , so followed her as jovin finish work at 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright went to posb bank , cheryl put like a dollar in her account , so pathetic right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no la , im not that mean , just find it funny somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that when jovin finally finish her work , we went to esplande starbucks , ordered drink then slack , walk all the way to the merlion there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that went to open theater , gosh there was some performance / gigs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the singer was like super funny can see that its somehow a indie band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , so we sit down there for a while , then it start to drizzle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we decided to take bus back rather then mrt , we dont want to reach home so early , so like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we walk to esplande bus stop , then we took random bus , anyhow took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we drop at random stops as the esplande bus stop dont have the bus that we want , so we see how lucky we are so we randomly took a bus and randomly alighted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we alighted at some effing "ulu" place lol , cheryl was like super scared -.- , but in the end we took 518 express , cheryl alighted at tp , i alighted at 201 and jovin alighted right at her house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reach home around 11.10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as usual , the normal peeps at home , mum and sis , the rest not back yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3784924228647646191?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3784924228647646191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3784924228647646191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3784924228647646191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3784924228647646191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-your-real-mask-alright-readers-x.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SMPI3XJka5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/jql5vwdpsk0/s72-c/merlion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4935297866409257234</id><published>2008-09-03T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:17:22.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WHEN SOMEONE SAID COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242054940282349074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SL-FMdCcZhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XHnh5eT2Mps/s200/DSC01255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;recalling back , when i was young around primary school till now , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my life has change tremendously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , when i was in primary school , its like the whole world is yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you can get most of the things you want , not much responsibilites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i was in my primary school time , my dad and mum would still have the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to bring us out during most of the weekends , like we will go to city / town area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , but not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;buying bubble tea is a must during weekends , i still remember the flavour that i like the most ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;blue coral , but not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;time fly fast during primary school , time fly faster now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything has change , not able to find time to really be together as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss the day where we sit down together to have dinner or lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going out to have tea break together as a family , i still remember that place that we usually went to have dim-sum , its at somerset , but the building has change , there use to be a super big dinosaur at the building , but not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now we dont rarely sit down to have dinner or lunch as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;usually "kors" wont be at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and when i reach home after going out , dad would be asleep or working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mum will be resting on the chair and "kors" will be not at home usually till late mid-night , i guess 2-3 then they will be back and when everyone will fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wheres the family love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is this really a family? , some times i wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;problems can be share with mum and dad when i was young , but not now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its not that i dont want to , but theres a fear somehow and when is the right time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no dinner outing as a family at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as time goes by , "kor and jie" will have to leave house and work and have their own life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and im the youngest , most likely will be living with "ma and pa" , can you imagine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you were so close with your "kor and jie" when you're young , but when we grow up , most of them will be like strangers , no more of sharing problems and secret , have to be dependent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the time working working working for family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i wish time can stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one day your family will be gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone has to passaway , not cursing them or what so ever. just stating facts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we are born with nothing in the first place , and we have to leave with nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can you imagine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is gonna be so sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have no idea why im writting all this , but it just "pop up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;most probably it has to do with my post title i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cherish what you have now , fore they're long gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway enough of all this long winded crappy story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday was tuition , meet wei eang , louise and jovin at tampines interchange mac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually wanted to study , but temptation was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we took mrt to orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to far east plaza to have lunch , Sub-Way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh louise and me are like loving sub-way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol , i love sub-way melt , louise fell in love with the tuna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , while eating jovin was feeling terrible , physically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she feel like vomiting , and she can't finish the food , and she asked , erm if i want to go home now can? , we were like OF COURSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so she was like , but i will feel bad , haha , shes like that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we said no need to feel bad its okay :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so while walking out of sub-way , she cannot take it anymore , so instead of taking MRT , we took taxi back to pasir ris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to white sand , walk around then to tampines mall , by then jovin was at home resting i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we were like slacking at tampines and went to yoshinoya for dinner , order beef and salmon value meal , standard for me , hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright then after that went for tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after tuition took bus 293 home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reflecting about the day itself , this is what i always do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in bus or train i like to think about stuff , no idea why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw bought the so called japanese pizza? , not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reach home around 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i did not even bathe and i fall asleep , so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4935297866409257234?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4935297866409257234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4935297866409257234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4935297866409257234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4935297866409257234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-someone-said-count-your-blessings.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SL-FMdCcZhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XHnh5eT2Mps/s72-c/DSC01255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8477876674553524768</id><published>2008-09-01T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:43:16.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Half Of Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , lets start with the pictures fist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4WhONhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DXQ0RiebYyk/s1600-h/arab+strt..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278339725800978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4WhONhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DXQ0RiebYyk/s200/arab+strt..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4YnIwdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/QqHl1Bg6yjY/s1600-h/arab+strt2..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278340287480274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4YnIwdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/QqHl1Bg6yjY/s200/arab+strt2..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4iqjmXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e8P8Oi3Yk8c/s1600-h/empty+street..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278342986176882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4iqjmXI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e8P8Oi3Yk8c/s200/empty+street..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4rJ-OqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fdtOJ9pZ6Bw/s1600-h/half+of+us..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278345265429154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4rJ-OqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/fdtOJ9pZ6Bw/s200/half+of+us..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ARAB STREET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BayBeats , Typical Scene.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241272653359205810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLy9tXJxzbI/AAAAAAAAANo/4n4_wKvUfog/s200/puneh+face..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241272657810035714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLy9tnu8FAI/AAAAAAAAANw/hzQb2hmGNfk/s200/time..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BayBeats , Esplande.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So done with all the pictures? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lets start with friday , BayBeats , Went to esplande with jovin , cheryl and wei en.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What else , BayBeats of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;enjoy the band over there , Epic story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Theres like this super cool bus , Nokia Express .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gosh , so cool :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wonder if our pics will be publish in lime ;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay , Yesterday :D , the arab street photos are took ytd! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to boyslikegirls first , at hereen .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was shock to see how the girls goes mad over them , how i hope i can be up there one day while all the girls goes crazy over me -.-' , lol doofus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that went to subway to had lunch , off to esplande , our usual place for the usual peeps to slack at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , jovin , louise , yun xin , wei en and jocelyn had to head home , so me and cheryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to look for so call our online friends , jaslin and matthew , went to arab street , then to cold storage , then to national library to do some crazy games etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol , headed home after that , took bus 12 as i dont want to reach home that fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , reach home at around 12+.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i tot my mum will nag at me or whatever , but she did not , was kinda shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol , only my sis , mum and grandma was at home , dad went to work , two of my brother was not home yet , ate my white chocolate and then fell into sleep. &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/7834039943862998077-8477876674553524768?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8477876674553524768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8477876674553524768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8477876674553524768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8477876674553524768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/09/half-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLzC4WhONhI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DXQ0RiebYyk/s72-c/arab+strt..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2264548779392641626</id><published>2008-08-30T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T18:31:13.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Photos for daybeat updated.&lt;br /&gt;please visit this link for photos x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hollacherry.livejournal.com/1875.html#cutid1"&gt;http://hollacherry.livejournal.com/1875.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2264548779392641626?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2264548779392641626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2264548779392641626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2264548779392641626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2264548779392641626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/photos-for-daybeat-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5700246137331450296</id><published>2008-08-29T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:21:31.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHOULD'VE SAID NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright , yesterday went for baybeats , im dead tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reach home around 11.10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;geez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was super crowded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha , we dine at yoshinoya , and went to minitoons to buy some gummies then went to baybeats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonder how they scream , you know those screamo peeps , its super cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , i guess i will be revising soon , E-O-Y is coming , gotta work hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5700246137331450296?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5700246137331450296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5700246137331450296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5700246137331450296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5700246137331450296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/shouldve-said-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8327869867472682090</id><published>2008-08-27T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:20:46.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEHIND THIS HAZEL &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alright , today was fun in school , theres a trip to NEPAL this end of year , its a time to exprience how they live and their culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while , we can see how fortunate we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway , my clique are not going i guess , its okay i think i will be going , i want the exprience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha , have to not bathe for 14 or 18 days , this has already made half of the class not to go already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaa , sleeping in tent on the mountain , another half is gone by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today , made SOMEONE cry in class , play play play then cry liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;._.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just came back from tuition , kinda confuse with circles etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my foundation for maths isn't that good , so gotta work extra hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw , i got my EMB3 [English , Maths &amp;amp; Best Three subject] under 19.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super happy , can make it to poly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but dont know what course -.- , dont think 19 can get any good course , so have to work harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EOY is coming , stress , right after holidays EOY will start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps;Jovin , Dont think too much x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cheer up my friend , Life is tough , but you must be tougher .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know its been a really bad year / day for you , but no matter what , move on :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;overcome all the walls , the problems you have :D , be strong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the usual peeps will be there for you , when you need a listening ear or what so ever alright?! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SMILEEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8327869867472682090?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8327869867472682090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8327869867472682090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8327869867472682090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8327869867472682090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/behind-this-hazel-lies.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6426366625654560514</id><published>2008-08-26T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T04:23:51.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CONTEMPLATING PHRASES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alright , today was normal everything went good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay , english lesson was fun , had games thru out this week and the week before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;somehow , uhm , how do i say , for today , we need to choose , a certain topic and the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;value of the question , its either you win the points or lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol , my group scored 1024 in total , well did not get first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first group scored lower then us actually , but they have 8 players , if you have more then 6 players , each number of players x 15. but if you have lesser then 6 , number of players x 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we got only 5 people yet we still win them , in terms of knowledge , etc. , not counting the members okay , 8 members still lose to us ;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaaa , kinda angry as we did not get first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw , my english teacher is sending me for a newspaper quiz this coming thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonder if i can win anot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , went to subway after school with my clique of friends [ qiuyan , louise , jovin and weieang.] but this time jovin's sister tag along x) , hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay , anyway , i did not eat , gotta save up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that went to interchange opitcal shop , as wei eang want to purchase his monthly maxi brown lenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , this is his first time buying and trying out , lol , its super funny when he actually took so long to get his lenses in his eyes , every angry also -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teach him dont know how many times still keep blinking his eyes , ask him to focus on the mirror , not his finger and lenses , but yet he failed to do so. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took bus 28 home , the bus was kinda empty , i love empty buses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the atmosphere is just so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha , domo kun is really super cute , gosh watch its series of video on youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6426366625654560514?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6426366625654560514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=6426366625654560514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6426366625654560514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6426366625654560514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/contemplating-phrases-alright-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6892951081904845487</id><published>2008-08-25T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:47:25.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BROKEN WINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alright&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;went back home after school , never went out with my clique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dad brought me and sis to fortunate restaurant for , so called , tea-break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaa. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so pre-pared and headed to toa payoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel alseep on the way there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ate till super full , and headed to "BATA" to buy my slippers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as my slippers tore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaa (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got my slipper at S$14.95.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;look kinda cute , haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that , went to tampines mart , foodcourt for dessert , I LOVE THE " TAO SUAN" THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but kinda disappointed , as the "TAO SUAN" i order was not up to the usual standard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dad , sis and mum ordered "CHENDOL." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wonder whats so nice , it taste so , EW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so coconut-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway to my dear friends from the usual clique , my birthday uh , DOMOKUN uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol. &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats what i told them during school hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super cute alright , im super in love with DOMOKUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238449333816223346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLK16iP_ZnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7iv_-_YO8OU/s200/domo2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238449334080758562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLK16jPD4yI/AAAAAAAAAMw/GGH6GMNv6tU/s200/domo.gif" border="0" /&gt;That is domokun , but somehow it look more ugly overhere , its more cuter real life.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you cut me with cold words , causing me to react chemicalized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6892951081904845487?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6892951081904845487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=6892951081904845487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6892951081904845487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6892951081904845487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/broken-wings.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SLK16iP_ZnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7iv_-_YO8OU/s72-c/domo2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4952149865733038070</id><published>2008-08-22T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:21:04.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SECRET RENDEZVOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to LOUISE. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bought a cake and a card for her yesterday , im not the only one who pay for them x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qiuyan , jovin , wei eang and me x) , we paid for them , the cake cost $S35.35 , The card cost $S19.95 , its the super big kind , from precious moments x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaa , celebrated in class and after school today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , im really happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can see myself really improving for maths , improving tremendously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not joking alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even my teacher can see it , she kept praising me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;listening to tounge tied right now , play it over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway , im so in love with domokun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha , the so called , "GAHHH or RAWR" monster in brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super cute alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;weeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mr wong , my p.e teacher came to agree with buying me a watch [adidas] if i pass my EOY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;100% pass one , no problem. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waiting for my adidas watch~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway pokka came out with this new drink , its called , "Honeysuckle White Tea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its kinda silmilar to greentea but just a little bit of honey honey taste , in my opinion its nicer then the normal greentea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im in love with FLYLEAF , Breathe Today , i know its a superb old song , but who cares as long its nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , they are so called the "christian bands" but not really labeled as christian bands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i hope i can be like them :) , so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yawn! , im currently wearing my contacts , lazy to take them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;real lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I CANT KEEP PACING , I NEED YOUR BLOOD TONIGHT.&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/7834039943862998077-4952149865733038070?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4952149865733038070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4952149865733038070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4952149865733038070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4952149865733038070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/secret-rendezvous-happy-birthday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-2447987805721191912</id><published>2008-08-20T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:20:37.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOU THREW ME OUT TO THE DEEPST SEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alright , today got back my english result , im the only student who got A1 for my overall result , 27/35 for my paper itself , woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no body score A2 , B3 , a wide gap between me and my classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOP and not the TAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha , anyway my chemistry i got , 19/25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i failed my combine humanes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , tmr getting physics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just reach home after tuition , went to ikea with jovin , louise , qiuyan and weieang for dinner before going to tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;geez , just now took 293 home , meet a old primary school mate of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well , her name is juile , malay friend actually , i use to have lots of malay friends when i was in primary school , those english educated one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , talk to her , well , after hearing what she said , i was kinda shock , all of my primary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school mates have actually learn to do bad things now , stuff like drinking , smoking , stealing and taking drugs , etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im kinda glad , although my school have lots of smokers , etc , im able to withstand the temptation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kinda nervous , im not sure if im able to do well for my physics .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some how in my class , i can feel that theres kinda lots of hypocrites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so , mates beware! x) , lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow theres badminton , woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright really feeling super empty .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i belong to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont belong to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my heart is my possesion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll be my own reflection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-2447987805721191912?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2447987805721191912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=2447987805721191912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2447987805721191912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/2447987805721191912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-threw-me-out-to-deepst-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1490381720883555321</id><published>2008-08-18T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:23:27.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU PULL ME IN &lt;/strong&gt;FOR&lt;strong&gt; ANOTHER RUN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alright! :D , good news , i passed my maths! woooo , from primary 4 to now , sec 3 , finally i pass my maths! :D , and i got a B alright , not C , woooohooooo x3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so happy , nearly able to get a , A , but due to some careless mistakes , T^T geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i failed my social studies badly , lol , not intrested with combine humanes at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , can't wait to know my english and chemistry results + phy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woooo :D , esp english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaa , so far all the work in class get me 73/100 alr , thats 50% for CT2 , its gonna be a sure pass for my english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't wait to get back my CT2 paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , today after school went to yoshinoya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had lunch with wei eang , elaine , jovin and louise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after lunch went to toy'r'us , :D , wooo keychain rubik cube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright , after that went to open plaza to slack , something very embrassing happened to me while we are about to leave the open plaza , lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright shall not mention what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to the so called children room , only for kids up to 12 years old , but who cares , lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we went in , and theres 2 kids inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha their super cute dancing for us to see , and theres air-con in that room okay , with a wide screen tv in it playing cartoons for the kids , super cute furniture , small colour full chairs and tables , how i wish i can be 12 and below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WANT A MP3 , my mp3 died. -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh , 2 of them died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zxzx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im so bored in the bus / train , esp for those long journey , geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh D: , no music no life , i think thats the reason im feeling empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my second brother has been out lately , seldom have the chance to communicate with him , we will usually got out before im back and when he come back im usually alseep alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay , mr goh says that our class have 17/18 failures for english , kinda shock , but im sure im not one of them! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will be the top and not the tail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hohohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;time is ticking , life is going , day is passing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im still me x) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-1490381720883555321?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1490381720883555321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=1490381720883555321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1490381720883555321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1490381720883555321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-pull-me-in-for-another-run.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5069212333015075483</id><published>2008-08-15T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:23:51.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thy Art Of Losing Oneself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alright , today was maths , not sure if i really will pass , but i hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh ! :D today mr goh my english teacher and co-form teacher gave us back our exposition test , wooooo i did not get top , but i got second , by 2 marks , not bad alr okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really hope i will be able to get A1 for my maths , really hope to get in to a poly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EMB3 , gosh , i got my B3 , english but not maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;geez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im really giving all my best to pass my maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway happy birthday to elaine , the pea brain girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Common Test are over , final year are coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its like a no ending cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life goes on , no choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright dad &amp;amp; mom reach home around 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They're busy working , no choice they have make end meets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So far for all my 3 english test , out of 90 i scored 63 , not too bad but still got room for improvement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really feeling so empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no idea why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont know which part of me is feeling so empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;emptiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5069212333015075483?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5069212333015075483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5069212333015075483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5069212333015075483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5069212333015075483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/thy-art-of-losing-oneself.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4362775466319723777</id><published>2008-08-14T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:17:37.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STRESS. D:&lt;br /&gt;Tmrws maths , im feeling so stress right now ,&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;mugging to survive for the future right now and later on.&lt;br /&gt;Alright , tmrw watching 12 lian hua , uhm 12 lotus?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;alright , changed my blog song alr.&lt;br /&gt;sick of the old one ;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS THE LAST PAPER! :D&lt;br /&gt;woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;so happy.&lt;br /&gt;alright , i think that i will be able to get A1 for my english this time , and maybe uhm B for my combine science.&lt;br /&gt;Well lets not talk about combin humanes , im sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;Dont even understand a single thing about it , wrote rubbish on my paper.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make my own stand for social studies.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;alright , so far for english class test , i top thrice out of four time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa , so happy.&lt;br /&gt;im loving english more each day.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FIND NEW ACCENT.&lt;br /&gt;i think my accent right now sound kinda suckish.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay , busy this few days , mugging for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;no choice , im a student.&lt;br /&gt;alright , today in school , class was okay , kinda sad to see chinese teacher feeling so angry.&lt;br /&gt;she was screaming at the top of her lungs ;l , she complained to my form teacher ,&lt;br /&gt;complaing that it was hard for her to teach our class , she can vomit blood , agree with her somehow. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i play my part as a student , giving her my attention , doing her work.&lt;br /&gt;she is MT HOD somemore gosh , but she is really kind , as theres lot of mates in my class , who really cant't understand a single chinese word or know a few of them only , she actually uses english to translate the meaning of the word , see how good can she be! :D&lt;br /&gt;gosh , im loving the song , everywhere i go.&lt;br /&gt;alright , feel very weird this fews day , dont really know whats going on , but some how feel so empty.&lt;br /&gt;empty as in well , how do i put it , uhm , maybe i should say lost my vision rather then empty.&lt;br /&gt;no idea laaaa , geez.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at pizzahut today.&lt;br /&gt;8 of us where there , so we got 2 of the 26+ meal , not really sure whats the actual price , but the bill turn out to be 65+ , due to all tose service charge , tax and etc.&lt;br /&gt;gosh LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4362775466319723777?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4362775466319723777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4362775466319723777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4362775466319723777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4362775466319723777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/08/stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8916557084937502538</id><published>2008-08-13T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:19:00.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;OMG , some immature sec 4 , "playboy" wannabes spamming me !&lt;br /&gt;:D GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know whats the meaning of KINDA? :D&lt;br /&gt;please get the fact right.&lt;br /&gt;Come on , sec 4? , scared to tag with your fugly name?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;spam with your name written la.&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 , SO?&lt;br /&gt;seriously , SO?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;doofus , Passerby555 , please spam with your name :D&lt;br /&gt;come on , you're sec 4 dont be scared of me , im just sec 3 :D&lt;br /&gt;BIG BIRD , you know what? [x4] #$%% you &amp;amp; but at least i know my english is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BETTER THAN YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh , i cannot believe you spell just as "jus."&lt;br /&gt;If you really got balls come sec 3A find me :D&lt;br /&gt;willing to entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;:D .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ; Qiuyan , if you are reading book you're a bookworm ,&lt;br /&gt;If someone think he is so handsome with the effing black mole on his face is msging you , he is a shit , you know why? , XIAN HUI CA ZAI NUI FEN SHANG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY , COME SECONDARY 3A FIND ME. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;We will sort all the conflicts out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-1134912844577157891</id><published>2008-07-30T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:19:57.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enochlophobia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SJB3mDgpw0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DYyuupBULdI/s1600-h/Rayson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228810663038141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SJB3mDgpw0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DYyuupBULdI/s200/Rayson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just came back from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed somethings in school , my form teacher , MR Zaki loves to call me up&lt;br /&gt;and read what i wrote on my essay , etc&lt;br /&gt;he teaches CME and we have give ideas , suggestion and comments about a certain topic&lt;br /&gt;and he will never fail to ask me to share what i wrote on my paper with the class.&lt;br /&gt;Im a good example i guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha , being so bhb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMB3 , i think i will be able to pass.&lt;br /&gt;Buck up RAYSON :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking and thinking about my past ,&lt;br /&gt;I think that i really changed alot , usually for the past two years , i will be at home&lt;br /&gt;playing computer , sleeping or watching the television , but now i will be home&lt;br /&gt;around night usually , i will be out doing stuff , doing something useful , or hanging out with friends to develop a stronger friendship.&lt;br /&gt;But i will also learn not to go out so often so that my dad and mum wont be angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question has been bothering me for quiet some time.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends , they tend to be thinking problem all the time ,&lt;br /&gt;the problem make them stress , some of them can't even have a good night sleep&lt;br /&gt;as for me , im able to overcome them , i will tell myself to not thinking about all this problem and find a solution and try to get all the thoughts out of my mind before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Im use to it already , its part of my lifestyle i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im starting to develop a intrest with maths , after all its not really that hard.&lt;br /&gt;After the incident that happened today , i will learn to trust the right person.&lt;br /&gt;Im disappointed with you , really.&lt;br /&gt;You should know that im refering to you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway take care , dont think too much.&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/7834039943862998077-1134912844577157891?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1134912844577157891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=1134912844577157891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1134912844577157891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/1134912844577157891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/07/enochlophobia.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SJB3mDgpw0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DYyuupBULdI/s72-c/Rayson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6758451799670691454</id><published>2008-07-29T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T06:42:31.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IM REALLY PROUD OF MYSELF! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Can't believe that im really doing my maths so well in class! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy to hear praises from mslee! :D&lt;br /&gt;despite of all those problems happening in school and family&lt;br /&gt;not stopping and disrupting me for doing well in school! :D&lt;br /&gt;hohoho .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright , today during guitar lesson :D&lt;br /&gt;im so happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;rudi from a vacant affair came up to me&lt;br /&gt;he took a piece of blank paper and a pen on his other hand ,&lt;br /&gt;he asked me , hi can i have your name? , i need to jot down all those who are better&lt;br /&gt;in playing guitar , so i say of course LOL! , getting praised non-stop today alright ,&lt;br /&gt;so i gave him my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on the journey back home , i alighted 6 stop after my actual stop , cause the bus&lt;br /&gt;is really pack with students , working adults etc. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;and im having a guitar with me so hard to get down&lt;br /&gt;so malu , so rather drop at the other stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , thanks to louise x104325034590 [ twitting -.- in progress ] for the red apple today! x)&lt;br /&gt;xie xie ni :DD.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i really want my class to disband , really really want it , gosh!&lt;br /&gt;the class is full of immatures,doofus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like to stare , some people like to gossip and some people just like to act as&lt;br /&gt;immatures gangster wanna-be , i have no effing idea what is so fun about it?&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to make yourself feel as if you have the authority when you actually dont have&lt;br /&gt;by bullying people , ew sad to say , some of the people i DISLIKE in my class belongs to&lt;br /&gt;that clique.&lt;br /&gt;If you think what i written above is infering to you , can't be blame , you're either too senstive or you really feel that you belong to those group , I DID NOT WROTE A PARTICULAR NAME , so it can be anyone im refering to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition tomorrow ! :D&lt;br /&gt;can't wait&lt;br /&gt;i like to spent time with QIUYAN , LOUISE , WEIEANG and JOVIN :D&lt;br /&gt;I love to crap with them , no idea why , alright im a very crappy person.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming , i guess i have to really work x346535645 , ops i twitted again ^^ , harder then before!&lt;br /&gt;Im really bucking up for my maths and english and etc , but not history.&lt;br /&gt;I think the subject that im not going to really work hard in is history , i think its better for me to do that as i dont really understand the subject and totally has no intrest in it , i'll rather spend time revising on other subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday , 28/7/08 , DM , form teacher and co form teacher , all the subject teachers , sec 3 year master came up to our class having some sought of meeting?&lt;br /&gt;they are actually trying to emphasize the importance of behaving well , doing well&lt;br /&gt;or you will get kick out of this class / school  , but after the meeting , theres study programme i thought that the whole class will turn up , in the end not more the 15 turn up i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the teacher should disband 3A because theres lots of bullying , defiance and etc cases&lt;br /&gt;Too chaotic in class , Teacher is totally not able to use the time well as time is needed to keep those noisy students quiet , Some good students are place in that class due to some subject , as they were not able to do well during the streaming year and thus good students are neglected as they are not able to get the teacher attention as they are the more quiet type and good students will soon tend to be influenced , as a teacher you should know quiet a feel of students in the class that are influence by the bad examples a ready to stop more students from going astray , disband should take place , good students can be influence its just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;As a adult , you should know theres a saying in chinese , Your friends determine who you are.&lt;br /&gt;True , i agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo i can write this for part of my up coming exposition , i really want to know how does the student in my class think about this problem / topic too.&lt;br /&gt;I've asked some of my classmates , and they agreed too , the school should really disband 3A.&lt;br /&gt;Im not trying to be mean , those that are given chance are not cherishing it at all , i think that the school has given them more then enough chances to change for a better.&lt;br /&gt;But they are simply abusing it.&lt;br /&gt;If they can change , they will change long time ago , you can't expect them to wait till sec 4 or 5 to change , its too late.&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 , year 2008 is coming to an end and they are not even waking up , not knowing the importance of their future.&lt;br /&gt;Inflation is happening , WAKE UP STUDENTS!&lt;br /&gt;Its not about , So what , my life what you care so much for what my future what not yours also.&lt;br /&gt;Come on , Is not that we want to care about you , whats the point? , its just that YOU yes YOU will become a burden for the society , think what if you dont have a good job next time , or even no job?&lt;br /&gt;what are you going to do ? , STEAL? , BEG? , LEND from LOANSHARK? , think about it , a burden for the society right?&lt;br /&gt;Learn to cherish the chances that you are given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright this a long and crappy post , just my point or view and stand towards the school , classmate , class and society.&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/7834039943862998077-6758451799670691454?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6758451799670691454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8862022188474630145</id><published>2008-07-28T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T04:23:35.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well , was kinda happy today when i heard that the class&lt;br /&gt;might be splitting.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;anyway to BESTFRIEND , qiuyan , louise and jovin , FRIEND , jac and elaine to work hard&lt;br /&gt;inorder not to be kick out and behave well alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , you guys might think why i dont have any guy friends in 3A , its because all the guys&lt;br /&gt;in 3A are super childish -.-'&lt;br /&gt;im speechless alright , seriously , is not that i dont have any guy friends&lt;br /&gt;or i like to be with girl , come on i got lots of guy friends in 3D [ the more mature group ] , BUT&lt;br /&gt;I WONT MAKE ANY GUY FRIENDS IN 3A , they are just way too childish.&lt;br /&gt;-.-'&lt;br /&gt;zxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since im blogging , LAPTOP broke down -.-'&lt;br /&gt;dont know whats the reason ;l&lt;br /&gt;alright , was super busy when my computer was down ,&lt;br /&gt;was out right after school till 8+ 9+ , geez , went out with my people ;]&lt;br /&gt;qiuyan , louise , jovin , wei en :D&lt;br /&gt;its really fun hanging out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright anyway now adays , saw more people purchasing twilight [ a book ]&lt;br /&gt;wonder if its really nice , by the way , im reading this book call , "A child call "IT".''&lt;br /&gt;its a really nice book , can you imagine , a 4 year old kid get torture  by the mom for&lt;br /&gt;no particular reason , his mom force his hand on the stove when the fire is on -.-'&lt;br /&gt;what kind of mom.&lt;br /&gt;im reading the part two now , "A Lost Boy."&lt;br /&gt;by the way the book is written by dave pelzer , his the kid who got torture&lt;br /&gt;and its written based on true story.&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine a child with such strong will to survive , if it was me , i would kill myself long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , tomorrow theres guitar lesson! :D&lt;br /&gt;weee so excited , by the way might be catching a movie , "Center of the earth." in e-hub on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;never been to e-hub before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , my maths have been improving lately , can see myself really doing , participating during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;so happy , i can see that my maths teacher is happy for me too , can see that shes been giving me extra attention :D , answering all the question that i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright , living my live to the fullest this feel days , dad and mom have to work most of the time&lt;br /&gt;to make end meets , well so did not really have alot of time to spend with them&lt;br /&gt;and talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;was alone at home for saturday and sunday , dont like the feeling of being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;alright , i will stop here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps ; guys i will relink you all soon , super lazy ;l , hahaaa.&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/7834039943862998077-8862022188474630145?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8862022188474630145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8862022188474630145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8862022188474630145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8862022188474630145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-was-kinda-happy-today-when-i-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6036249707721367168</id><published>2008-07-08T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T05:17:42.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was great in school! x3&lt;br /&gt;alright lets talked about what happened after school ,&lt;br /&gt;school ended at 1.45pm&lt;br /&gt;and qiuyan , louise , wei min , wei kiat , wei en , jovin and me headed to tm pizzahut to have our&lt;br /&gt;lunch .&lt;br /&gt;have to reach school by 4pm&lt;br /&gt;cause my guitar class started today :D&lt;br /&gt;can't expect my guitar instructor to be AVA [ A Vacant Affair ] guitarist , for your information&lt;br /&gt;AVA is the 3rd most famous local band in singapore x3.&lt;br /&gt;He rocks okay , haha we have two choose two songs to guide us in training.&lt;br /&gt;Under rock , i shouted paramore.&lt;br /&gt;Under pop , i screamed avril.&lt;br /&gt;well , and both of them somehow got into consider list , 2 got choosen for rock&lt;br /&gt;which is Avenge SevenFold and Paramore , the instructor says he will choose&lt;br /&gt;the easier one , hmmm , paramore i think is much more easier then Avenge SevenFold ,&lt;br /&gt;But it still have its difficuities for a beginner , but imagine what if we can play it! x3&lt;br /&gt;Cool , we have to perform after all the training , cool uh.&lt;br /&gt;haha , can't wait&lt;br /&gt;btw , bought guitar using edusave , $90 ;o , guitar brand is ashton , not sure what&lt;br /&gt;brand is that , hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i left like 400+ in edusave ._. , so little&lt;br /&gt;i think i really use alot of my edusave.&lt;br /&gt;so many programms that our school organise , edusave will be deducted regularly.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to posses the guitar! :D&lt;br /&gt;woooohooo , gonna train till mad at home.&lt;br /&gt;btw , heard the instructor saying , who would like to go for jamming next time?&lt;br /&gt;get into a band and go for gigs.&lt;br /&gt;gosh , jovin and me was super excited ;l&lt;br /&gt;hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;somehow it will be good to learn something new , rather then doing the same old stuff&lt;br /&gt;, well so learning guitar is still a goal!&lt;br /&gt;x3.&lt;br /&gt;alright , was kinda happy because most of the 293 buses that i usually board to school&lt;br /&gt;are all change , they look much more nicer now.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;alright , getting my black/white shutter shades tomorrow x3 , can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo , going to esplanade to take pictures for my art work.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to take pictures , esp at esplanade , im in love with town area.&lt;br /&gt;nice place to get great pictures!&lt;br /&gt;x3&lt;br /&gt;alright , i think the first song that im going to learn for my guitar is&lt;br /&gt;MISERY BUSINESS by PARAMORE&lt;br /&gt;i know its hard ;l , but i just want to try , woooohoooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;so excited seriously.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i asked ; who am i to you lord ,&lt;br /&gt;[John 15:14]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6036249707721367168?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4147254454102540758</id><published>2008-07-01T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:26:13.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D , Alright , just reach home.&lt;br /&gt;everything was alright today , yesterday i slept at 10 and woke at 5.35am&lt;br /&gt;but im still super tired , must be my mind problem.&lt;br /&gt;Geez!&lt;br /&gt;Alright , trying really hard for maths. x)&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to do , hard to memorize , i must say.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;well , was the class leaders for two days , a platform for students to&lt;br /&gt;perform their skills as a leader , or develop their skills as a leader.&lt;br /&gt;well , now adays during english period , teacher tend to give lots of vocab worksheets! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love vocab , wooo , scored full marks x3.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun , and somehow its good for writing eassy.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh , during recess , wei jie and alfred came to sit behind me -.- ' , and stare at me , for what stare.&lt;br /&gt;alright , their not gonna affect me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;new song on my blog! x3&lt;br /&gt;its super nice , btw hes a youtube musician like marie digby.&lt;br /&gt;, btw giving advise to people is part of my lifestyle alr.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa , you know , lots of people ask me for advise , well but its good x)&lt;br /&gt;i love giving advise to people too.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my advise works for you guys x3&lt;br /&gt;My deepest apology to friends which i have yet to link or re link , super lazy to do template&lt;br /&gt;stuff ;l , so not gonna update links first , please wait alright? x3&lt;br /&gt;I was searching videos about 10 promises to my dog , the golden retriver is super adorable!&lt;br /&gt;Alright , anyway , its been a long time since i use the com , was really busy and&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can lead a busy life style everyday.&lt;br /&gt;traveling around singapore doing meaningful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;x3!&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is great.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4147254454102540758?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4147254454102540758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4147254454102540758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4147254454102540758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4147254454102540758'/><link 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to cityhall , and back to home but its really nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;better then staying at home facing the computer for 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;alright , yesterday went for project super bang! :D , was really nervous to stand on the stage and sing , well , but in the end we did it ! :D , i was super nervous ;l , its my frist time singing on the stage with only 4 people and im the only guy :D&lt;br /&gt;the pitch i have to hit was quiet high.&lt;br /&gt;my group members expectation was high , but thats good as i can improve myself! :D&lt;br /&gt;so we sang and we get standing ovation! :D was kinda shock , but at least hardwork paid off.&lt;br /&gt;Still remember one week before the competition , was practicing non - stop , practicing when showering , on the bus , on train , walking down to buy some stuff , listening to the music over and over again , trying to get my pitch right , trying to get my emotions into the song.&lt;br /&gt;woooo.&lt;br /&gt;but it was really fun performing on the stage! :D&lt;br /&gt;its a great experience for me , there must be at least 100+ people over there? :D&lt;br /&gt;Well , thanks john ! for shouting RAYSON WO AI NI , hahah! :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks to yixuan too , for calling me up figuring out my parts correcting me ! :D&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the chance that i can actually perform for the zone! :D&lt;br /&gt;was really awesome , esp when the bridge came , wooo , its the climax usually we did it well , with feelings in it ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to john for the care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to n363 for being there to encourage! :D&lt;br /&gt;The camp really did change me , from head to toe i must say.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship being to built , get stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Low self-esteem being to fade away slowly as i keep praying.&lt;br /&gt;This is really something great!&lt;br /&gt;Praise the lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6828456830423985507?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6828456830423985507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=6828456830423985507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6828456830423985507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6828456830423985507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-long-long-time-since-i-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4427863352853014789</id><published>2008-06-05T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T18:44:42.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Rayson Lum Kah Wai , Lin Jia Wei Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay!&lt;br /&gt;got the link to do this from yixuan's blog site.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i really find this true , i mean really!&lt;br /&gt;some of the stuff was written on my report card! xD&lt;br /&gt;this is so cool!&lt;br /&gt;its says im charming x) &lt;br /&gt;OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;charming , dont play play , LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright later going out to jam with friends and sis.&lt;br /&gt;wooooooo , vocals vocals im the vocals!&lt;br /&gt;gonna master "So Sick" by FlyLeaf &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;LOL! xD&lt;br /&gt;that song just rock too much laaaa~&lt;br /&gt;gtg at 1pm , finally theres something for me to do !&lt;br /&gt;jam jam jam xD&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooooooo , this is gonna be super fun! &lt;br /&gt;can't wait x.x'&lt;br /&gt;okay sis  wants me to bring her guitar over.&lt;br /&gt;geez! , so lazy actually , having the tot of guitar on my shoulders ;l&lt;br /&gt;ok , now listening to "Forever" by chris brown , new song xD&lt;br /&gt;well it sound trance , nice ~ woooooo , in love with this song , gosh im gonna become a scence kid! LOL -.-'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4427863352853014789?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4427863352853014789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4427863352853014789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4427863352853014789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4427863352853014789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-rayson-lum-kah-wai-lin-jia-wei.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-7763405001622233797</id><published>2008-05-28T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:30:51.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weee~</title><content type='html'>wooo x)&lt;br /&gt;long time since i update~&lt;br /&gt;lazy to update leh. lol! x)&lt;br /&gt;anyway today i was abit mad , ate alot! :p&lt;br /&gt;i bought chicken rice , add rice one :l&lt;br /&gt;then , 2 of the 1.5L jasmine green tea x)&lt;br /&gt;1 huge pack of sour cream lays x)&lt;br /&gt;wa , super full ;o&lt;br /&gt;LOL! x)&lt;br /&gt;not able to finish all :l&lt;br /&gt;well , after holidays heard that theres this guitar course in school x)&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna join , can use edu-save buy guitar , somemore the guitar is imported from aussie ! x)&lt;br /&gt;weee , i can ask my sister to teach my , say it again by marie digby and alot more x)&lt;br /&gt;shes like so dam pro now ! x)&lt;br /&gt;she know colide , alot alot more. &lt;br /&gt;weee~ x)&lt;br /&gt;if im able to play guitar , i think i will bring my guitar where ever i go x)&lt;br /&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;im back to playing maple :l&lt;br /&gt;its fun okay , not lame &gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;watching love blossoms (心花朵朵开) on mobtv right now x)&lt;br /&gt;its super nice and funny , LOL x) , its a new sg drama , its not out on channel 8 yet , but if im not wrong they are playing the advertisement alr , i think i will be played after the Rhytms of life , or something. x)&lt;br /&gt;alright , holidays are boring , boredom kills okay.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like banging my head on the wall x)&lt;br /&gt;mapling whole day -.- , super bored.&lt;br /&gt;geez , someone save me by asking me out or something?! x(&lt;br /&gt;tmr is thrusday , what to do? -.-'&lt;br /&gt;so bored , can't think of anything to do -.-&lt;br /&gt;well , maple really have alot of immature kids x)&lt;br /&gt;but im not x) , and theres alot of twits still , even the guys are also taking it as a trend.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;its not nice at all -.- , sound like you're acting cute , cute people dont need to act cute one alright , like me *ehem.&lt;br /&gt;lol x)&lt;br /&gt;geez !&lt;br /&gt;anybody wanna go towning?! :(&lt;br /&gt;feel like slacking at clarke quay or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-7763405001622233797?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7763405001622233797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=7763405001622233797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7763405001622233797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7763405001622233797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/weee.html' title='weee~'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-184407248962607302</id><published>2008-05-23T00:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:45:38.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays..</title><content type='html'>alright , holidays are here &lt;br /&gt;most people are going nuts because holidays are here&lt;br /&gt;happying 24/7 yea.&lt;br /&gt;im super bored during holidays ..&lt;br /&gt;wondering how am i going to spend my holiday as i was listening to my ipod&lt;br /&gt;in the bus on the way home&lt;br /&gt;so i was listening to this song call , Look after you by the fray&lt;br /&gt;was super super moody , as i feel as if im somehow in that situation of the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;which is sang in that song.&lt;br /&gt;esp the part , "If i don't say this now , i will surely break"&lt;br /&gt;rotting , feeling super moody , not sure what game to download zz.&lt;br /&gt;alright anyway yesterday was super fun ! :D&lt;br /&gt;me , cheryl , yiping , huiwen and jovin went to the parents meeting thingy and its a must ended at around 9. :D&lt;br /&gt;we went to explore school!! :D&lt;br /&gt;it was super fun , we were so scared alright , but it was super fun seriously.&lt;br /&gt;jovin was like , eh eh move move move to the counsellor room there ! , LOL&lt;br /&gt;so i said just go straight laaa , at the 3rd floor , and the lights at the stairs was flickering. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;and they went AHHHHHHHHHHHHH , and ran down , then mr chew rush up , he tot something went wrong , LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday did not went to school , but went to town with louise cheryl jovin and yiping we went to marina , had lunch , went to marina fourskin look for some stuff and went minitoons for soft gummy sweets and head to esp :D&lt;br /&gt;took many many pictures at the roof terrace x) &lt;br /&gt;gosh i love my photo-taking skills x)&lt;br /&gt;jovin update some of the photos at her blog alr x)&lt;br /&gt;lol , it was really nice , i was using a handphone cam only&lt;br /&gt;and im able to catch great photos with feelings , im so proud of myself x)&lt;br /&gt;i mean , yeah , handphone cam can get good quality out of my hands x) LOL!&lt;br /&gt;alright , listening to look after you by the fray right now ! x)&lt;br /&gt;anyway JANE , DAVID COOK WONNNNNNN ! x) hahahahahaaa like i said , he will.&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;x)) !&lt;br /&gt;Lost my wallet today on the way home zx.&lt;br /&gt;got $10 inside , which i had to return my brother , lucky not more then that.&lt;br /&gt;geez , now i cannot return my brother , he is gonna get mad i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I can remember &lt;br /&gt;Is a lot like water &lt;br /&gt;Trickling down a page &lt;br /&gt;Of the most beautiful colors &lt;br /&gt;I can't quite put my finger &lt;br /&gt;Down on the moment &lt;br /&gt;That I became like this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I am the bravest girl &lt;br /&gt;You will ever come to meet &lt;br /&gt;Yet i shrink down to nothing &lt;br /&gt;At the thought of someone &lt;br /&gt;Really seeing me &lt;br /&gt;I think my heart is wrapped around &lt;br /&gt;And tangled up in winding weeds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont wanna go on living &lt;br /&gt;Being so afraid of showing &lt;br /&gt;Someone else my imperfections &lt;br /&gt;And even though my feet &lt;br /&gt;Are trembling &lt;br /&gt;And everywhere they say I'm stumbling &lt;br /&gt;I will bare it all... watch me unfold &lt;br /&gt;Unfold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These hands that I hold &lt;br /&gt;Behind my back are &lt;br /&gt;Bound and broken &lt;br /&gt;By my own doing &lt;br /&gt;And I can't feel &lt;br /&gt;Anything anymore &lt;br /&gt;I need a touch to remind me &lt;br /&gt;I'm still real &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont wanna go on living &lt;br /&gt;Being so afraid of showing &lt;br /&gt;Someone else my imperfections &lt;br /&gt;And even though my feet &lt;br /&gt;Are trembling &lt;br /&gt;And everywhere they say I'm stumbling &lt;br /&gt;I will bare it all... watch me unfold &lt;br /&gt;Unfold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul &lt;br /&gt;It's dying to be free &lt;br /&gt;You see.. I can't live the rest of my life &lt;br /&gt;So guarded &lt;br /&gt;It's dying to be free &lt;br /&gt;It's up to me to choose... &lt;br /&gt;What kind of life I lead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont wanna go on living &lt;br /&gt;Being so afraid of showing &lt;br /&gt;Someone else my imperfections &lt;br /&gt;And even though my feet &lt;br /&gt;Are trembling &lt;br /&gt;And everywhere they say I'm stumbling &lt;br /&gt;I will bare it all... watch me unfold &lt;br /&gt;Unfold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will allow someone to love me &lt;br /&gt;I will allow someone to love me.&lt;br /&gt;-Rayson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-184407248962607302?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/184407248962607302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=184407248962607302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/184407248962607302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/184407248962607302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/holidays.html' title='holidays..'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3842962711271307271</id><published>2008-05-23T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:29:31.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3842962711271307271?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3842962711271307271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3842962711271307271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3842962711271307271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3842962711271307271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/hais.html' title='hais.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4194651018391282938</id><published>2008-05-18T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:47:42.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x)</title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 8+++ x)&lt;br /&gt;and gosh , i miss marie digby deeprockdrive concert!! x(&lt;br /&gt;my sis was watching , wonder if she got wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind she took some screenshots! (:&lt;br /&gt;eheheh time to show you guys x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTMp1lYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dDSusGhRTnU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTMp1lYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dDSusGhRTnU/s200/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881100287579522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTMp1lZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Jxx7SNPDYzg/s1600-h/a%5Bell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTMp1lZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Jxx7SNPDYzg/s200/a%5Bell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881100287579538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTsp1laI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-BB_TmjSgXM/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTsp1laI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-BB_TmjSgXM/s200/c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881108877514146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLT8p1lbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nwQK1ZFlJUY/s1600-h/cv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLT8p1lbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nwQK1ZFlJUY/s200/cv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881113172481458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLT8p1lcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zNISpTeh3UM/s1600-h/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLT8p1lcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zNISpTeh3UM/s200/dd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881113172481474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLoMp1ldI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T16jmV5jeZY/s1600-h/deep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLoMp1ldI/AAAAAAAAAKc/T16jmV5jeZY/s200/deep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881461064832466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLocp1leI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1Wo8R8CQJgI/s1600-h/encore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLocp1leI/AAAAAAAAAKk/1Wo8R8CQJgI/s200/encore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881465359799778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLosp1lfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/k-V38hgxHY8/s1600-h/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLosp1lfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/k-V38hgxHY8/s200/f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881469654767090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLosp1lgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q2Jbn5oG8bE/s1600-h/girlfi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLosp1lgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Q2Jbn5oG8bE/s200/girlfi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881469654767106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLo8p1lhI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BiXnZJMkM4k/s1600-h/DSC00940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLo8p1lhI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BiXnZJMkM4k/s200/DSC00940.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201881473949734418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe x) , i know she look sad in some of the photo &lt;br /&gt;thats because she trying to get her emotion in to some of the sad songs shes singing.&lt;br /&gt;alright!&lt;br /&gt;im so in love with true worshippers watching their captivated dvd&lt;br /&gt;right now! (:&lt;br /&gt;they are so great! -thumbsup-&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;i love the song ,"I will bless the lord."&lt;br /&gt;Gonna put it at my blog , will try to find it no matter what! (:&lt;br /&gt;yes , yesterday was reading the bible.&lt;br /&gt;Was struck with this verse , pro 27:7 and luke 1:53.&lt;br /&gt;hunger , hunger and hunger.&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks john for lending me this book , Undercover. x)&lt;br /&gt;reading till page 26 already x)&lt;br /&gt;I think its nice , great :o&lt;br /&gt;Somehow theres this motivation thingy stirring in my heart as well as head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4194651018391282938?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4194651018391282938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4194651018391282938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4194651018391282938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4194651018391282938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/x.html' title='x)'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SDDLTMp1lYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dDSusGhRTnU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6118568596010203088</id><published>2008-05-15T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T05:52:08.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom kills</title><content type='html'>the boring atmosphere are filing up this room right now.&lt;br /&gt;wondering what am i going to do the next hour or even minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i asked my brother for the password then later hes gonna change it. D:&lt;br /&gt;well well , found this funny stuff in the youtube :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AX40vmbsfT8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AX40vmbsfT8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL , she is funny laaa , like russell peters , not sure the name , forgot alr.&lt;br /&gt;Oh honey , you like long or short nails? , Short nails please , oh honey thats why you don't have boyfriend honey.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;lmao , this is funny.&lt;br /&gt;alright ,&lt;br /&gt;whats the defination of reputation for me?&lt;br /&gt;Character i will say.&lt;br /&gt;Are you reliable or unreliable?&lt;br /&gt;Do you speak the truth or do you stretch the truth?&lt;br /&gt;Can you be trusted to keep something confidential or are you the last person in the world one would ever tell a secret to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you keep your promises or do you not keep your word?&lt;br /&gt;Are you critical and judgemental of people or are you compassionate and forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;Are you patient or are you quick to anger?&lt;br /&gt;Are you genuine?&lt;br /&gt;Do you walk in humility, no matter how much power you have or influence you may have?&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself this question before saying youre famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented people are a gift to the world , but it is only character that protects that gift , Be proud of the person who gave you your talents and not to be proud as you posses them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6118568596010203088?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8401891723099770838</id><published>2008-05-14T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:12:36.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>geez</title><content type='html'>gosh , my big brother change the password just now.&lt;br /&gt;and now i cannot even do anything with my com.&lt;br /&gt;theres totally no music in my acc , and youtube was block by some programm.&lt;br /&gt;now im super bored&lt;br /&gt;and its not that i want to send that msg to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;do you think that its easy to send you this msg?&lt;br /&gt;i need courage and i feel hurt too alright.&lt;br /&gt;and its not that i don't want to voice out my opinion&lt;br /&gt;its because you will always win in the end.&lt;br /&gt;so i rather not say anything&lt;br /&gt;but don't mistake it alright?&lt;br /&gt;if i dont voice out my opinion doesn't mean i have no opinion at all.&lt;br /&gt;you know all the silbings which quarrel with you , in the end you still win.&lt;br /&gt;what can they do?&lt;br /&gt;you have control over all stuff.&lt;br /&gt;unlike us right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8401891723099770838?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8401891723099770838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8401891723099770838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8401891723099770838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;listen to my mp3 :D&lt;br /&gt;anyway i adore long journey buses but not with too much people aboard.&lt;br /&gt;well actually wei kiat ask me to go to weimin aunty house , well didn't feel like going , too many people going alr and due to some issues im not able to go. :D&lt;br /&gt;alright im go to have lays sour cream later ! :D&lt;br /&gt;wooo , time to pamper myself with chips and drinks &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;wanted to download trickster,a online game&lt;br /&gt;but don't think im able to do that well my brother , roger , don't allow&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it laaaa , i wanna download can -.-&lt;br /&gt;everytime i ask him if i can download any games he say , im going to dlt some stuff in the com and im going to bring it school , but after months and months he still never bring the com to school at all -.-&lt;br /&gt;just giving excuses not to let me download&lt;br /&gt;gosh im so bored you know !&lt;br /&gt;feel like killing myself&lt;br /&gt;only can play habbo , like HABBO -.-'&lt;br /&gt;can someone save me from this boredom.&lt;br /&gt;LETT ME DOWNLOADDD one GAMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE , arse.&lt;br /&gt;well still going around look for vintage scarfs , not those girly one alright.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;want to buy black , grey and dark green one LOL.&lt;br /&gt;alright its really freezing cold right now , in this 14 deegree aircon room having the fan on at the max speed and somemore its raining.&lt;br /&gt;well its comfy actually , can emo and dwell in the room listening to marie digby's miss invisble , that song is not emo , but meaningful somehow.&lt;br /&gt;ytd bought the wrong mango juice laa , i want the one my brother bought i went to buy the one with so many nata.&lt;br /&gt;i like nata but theres too much in it gosh -.-'&lt;br /&gt;having ulcer on my gums right now , no choice put salt :D&lt;br /&gt;somehow i love the feeling , abit pain but its nice after all.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't tahan anymore its so irritating la the ulcer over there and in the end&lt;br /&gt;i use saftey pins to POKE it gosh it bleed so much -.-&lt;br /&gt;its pain of course but i like the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Marie digby is plain awesome , gosh im looking for someone in my class &lt;br /&gt;to go towning with , don't really have TRUEFRIENDS in class yet , i mean like go out tgt , have lunch and dinner like almost everyday , spend timee at each other house or something , crap tgt and laugh tgt.&lt;br /&gt;well don't really have friends who love going to town D:&lt;br /&gt;sad to say.&lt;br /&gt;the sky looks orangeh.&lt;br /&gt;lots of natural disasters are occuring in earth is this some kind of hint?&lt;br /&gt;hint , that the world is going to end soon and judgement day will come soon? :o&lt;br /&gt;wondering.&lt;br /&gt;was surfing youtube this morning , search Angels and soon i was so stick to it&lt;br /&gt;you know somehow some people see angel on earth , they took videos of it or picture&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will be the one who can see angels , angels around the earth.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh,geeeez&lt;br /&gt;feeling super low , moody and emo right now!&lt;br /&gt;no idea , i think its because of the cold atmosphere and the music.&lt;br /&gt;geeeeez.&lt;br /&gt;gosh eyebrown piecerings are so nice alright.&lt;br /&gt;saving up to buy scarfs , teeshirts , bermudas and slip-in pointed shoes.&lt;br /&gt;geeezzzz. how long must i save -.-'&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should wait till chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;i can't save money alright  , im a very splendid kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;holidays are coming , well , no games to play at all only for habbo -.-&lt;br /&gt;rmb when there use to be maple in my com&lt;br /&gt;gosh i love maple so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;i know its lame , but its super fun alright?!&lt;br /&gt;gosh im fat fat fat fat -.-&lt;br /&gt;i want to be like 50 kg alright?!&lt;br /&gt;but i love my height :D kehehehehee.&lt;br /&gt;17+++++++++ :D taller then my two bigger brothers.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;currently tallest in my family :D&lt;br /&gt;how i wish maths don't exist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;gosh one indicies topic has eight formula to rmb -.-&lt;br /&gt;gosh can like die alright?!&lt;br /&gt;and the formula is not make and sense at all -.-&lt;br /&gt;just dead , stupid formula&lt;br /&gt;which can get your head to burst after memerizing too much.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish singapore has this kind of weather everyday.&lt;br /&gt;watching princess hour. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5684535176390361404?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5684535176390361404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5684535176390361404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5684535176390361404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5684535176390361404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/freezzzinggggggg.html' title='freezzzinggggggg.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8391616544605155330</id><published>2008-05-11T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:24:09.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>geeez.</title><content type='html'>was taking mrt from chinese garden back to tampines today&lt;br /&gt;gosh was like super irritated by this group of indonesians alright&lt;br /&gt;they were like HAHAHAHA so loud -.-&lt;br /&gt;and im like having a bad headache , so i shouted SHUTUP LA&lt;br /&gt;for no reason -.- while i was listening to my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;so they stare at me and i stare back at them , then they went back talking&lt;br /&gt;but they did not like HAHAHA anymore , if they still do&lt;br /&gt;im gonna slap them up down left right.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;seriously , you can't imagine how loud it was , other people is like looking at them too alright.&lt;br /&gt;come on la , MRT alright so what if you're INDONESIANS.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;alright , still playing habbo , woo woo trading in habbos now adays , theres this&lt;br /&gt;excutive furni that is like so many people are looking for that furni now&lt;br /&gt;and im the lucky one , i buy lot of that furni before quitting my previous account and when im back , its selling at way way high price and i got myself a room with like 15-16 of hcs ! let me show you the picture , dont get jealous (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCbxqMp1lCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4fEqB-fUprM/s1600-h/YEA..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCbxqMp1lCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4fEqB-fUprM/s200/YEA..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199108527099319330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;okay , back to my mrt ride -.-&lt;br /&gt;theres this bunch of scene kids and they got on the train at cityhall well , they were like attention seekers , posers ya.&lt;br /&gt;like they were speaking chinese?!&lt;br /&gt;goshhh , when did you see scene kids speaking like CHEENA? and they have that cheena accent , ew gross alright.&lt;br /&gt;listening to Bye Bye by Mariah Careyhh~ LOL.&lt;br /&gt;gosh its so touching.&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful LAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;Did not went out for any dinner tonight and i have not eaten today at all&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this is like impossible! LOL&lt;br /&gt;no breakfast , lunch and dinner at all.&lt;br /&gt;and im not feeling like super hungry or anything.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO :) , im lose 5kgs like this LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;ohya saw this girl in red singlet from mango and wearing g2000 flats and a grey - sliver coloured skinnies , yes she look awesome , but gosh she wear her skinnies like so low -.- , all the fats came out anyway shes fat , and is like can see the pubic hair la -.- gosh. not sexy at all with those hairy hairy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;im abit mad today , no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;anyway im in love with jane photo , the one with the lightings one the one at airport if im not wrong , ITS JUST SO NICE , like you know a photo speaks at thousand words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8391616544605155330?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8391616544605155330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8391616544605155330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8391616544605155330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8391616544605155330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/geeez.html' title='geeez.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCbxqMp1lCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/4fEqB-fUprM/s72-c/YEA..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-6520317582605428751</id><published>2008-05-10T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T06:11:02.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEE shes super pretty.</title><content type='html'>WOOO , ytd went to wisma,gap!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahaaa , with my sister and so on yeah!&lt;br /&gt;went to watch MARIE DIGBY live in singapore!&lt;br /&gt;gosh she is super pretty &lt;br /&gt;the skin colour is super fair&lt;br /&gt;shes so lovely , kind and that smile of hers .. wooo~&lt;br /&gt;you guys must be like super jealous right now right?!&lt;br /&gt;but you guys will be more jealous after seeing the picture that we took yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY48BIz-GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IhpAMWV0C28/s1600-h/IMG_7951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY48BIz-GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IhpAMWV0C28/s200/IMG_7951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198905423594518626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5GxIz-HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JC0F6uHGIbs/s1600-h/IMG_7952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5GxIz-HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JC0F6uHGIbs/s200/IMG_7952.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198905608278112370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5QRIz-II/AAAAAAAAAGE/rRrSw-S0ZNc/s1600-h/IMG_7954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5QRIz-II/AAAAAAAAAGE/rRrSw-S0ZNc/s200/IMG_7954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198905771486869634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5jhIz-JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jcYipcmHSoE/s1600-h/IMG_7959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5jhIz-JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jcYipcmHSoE/s200/IMG_7959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198906102199351442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5vRIz-KI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dv2RPVyN9fU/s1600-h/IMG_7963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY5vRIz-KI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dv2RPVyN9fU/s200/IMG_7963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198906304062814370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6ihIz-LI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zYTQaPpoLj8/s1600-h/IMG_7994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6ihIz-LI/AAAAAAAAAGc/zYTQaPpoLj8/s200/IMG_7994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198907184531110066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6ixIz-MI/AAAAAAAAAGk/j9LaFlA6YGo/s1600-h/IMG_7995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6ixIz-MI/AAAAAAAAAGk/j9LaFlA6YGo/s200/IMG_7995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198907188826077378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6ixIz-NI/AAAAAAAAAGs/s39kYY5hNeI/s1600-h/IMG_7964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6ixIz-NI/AAAAAAAAAGs/s39kYY5hNeI/s200/IMG_7964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198907188826077394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6jBIz-OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-hl8hM7183k/s1600-h/IMG_7965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6jBIz-OI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-hl8hM7183k/s200/IMG_7965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198907193121044706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6jBIz-PI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1SVB4coEM3c/s1600-h/IMG_7970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY6jBIz-PI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1SVB4coEM3c/s200/IMG_7970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198907193121044722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! she shake hand with ME&lt;br /&gt;aw dont be jealous (:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;gosh she is so stunning.&lt;br /&gt;actually theres not much people there , not even 100 i think.&lt;br /&gt;come on shes from youtube&lt;br /&gt;im sure shes gonna be more famous and famous each day.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;Go marie! (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to natashayow for the photos :D&lt;br /&gt;Credits to her yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-6520317582605428751?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6520317582605428751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=6520317582605428751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6520317582605428751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/6520317582605428751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/weee-shes-super-pretty.html' title='WEEE shes super pretty.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SCY48BIz-GI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IhpAMWV0C28/s72-c/IMG_7951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3779616035290319895</id><published>2008-05-08T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T05:13:07.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moneymoney!:&lt;</title><content type='html'>geeeeez!&lt;br /&gt;today was walking to the bus stop , with huiwen&lt;br /&gt;and jovin and cheryl was behind us , so we waited for them.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus , we spoke super loud , as if it was own by our mom.&lt;br /&gt;but it was super fun on the bus la x)&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;you know theres this lady , in yellow tight shirt and red mini shorts , gosh&lt;br /&gt;i think she purposely pulled down her mini shorts and omg , we saw her drain , LOL!&lt;br /&gt;its black ew , we were like HAHAHA-ing so loud LOL&lt;br /&gt;i think she know we are laughing at her , but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;so we were like discussing , thats a hole to put coins in you know piggy bank&lt;br /&gt;and i was like nono , its those cashcard machines!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;she got a huge gap between the drain its like super huge&lt;br /&gt;maybe too many cashcards has been already used on her LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing habbo everyday! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;trading in habbo nowadays and i earn myself 190coins from doing that&lt;br /&gt;you know executive furni are like so rareeeeeee now adays and i have&lt;br /&gt;a whole bunch of it x)&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is buying from me , wooo i sell them at high prices &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;evil yeah?&lt;br /&gt;who cares!&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming to an end soon.&lt;br /&gt;wooohooooo.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want my result back&lt;br /&gt;cause i know i did badly this year&lt;br /&gt;much much much more worst then last year , how am i going to survive.&lt;br /&gt;weee somehow i think i meet my soulmate on the net.&lt;br /&gt;x))!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe , felt so paiseh when i was talking to that person.&lt;br /&gt;but we do have alot of things in common , i mean its like my&lt;br /&gt;first time having so many things in common with a online friend?&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3779616035290319895?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3779616035290319895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3779616035290319895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3779616035290319895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3779616035290319895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/moneymoney.html' title='moneymoney!:&lt;'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5855690420713293734</id><published>2008-05-06T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:18:27.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeee~</title><content type='html'>today chinese was so chim.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand alot of word , i mean i don't even see before.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;and for the compre , last question i wrote "我不动" , i think i even got my "动" wrong , LOL! but i was going nuts while i was doing the compre.&lt;br /&gt;no choice , anyhow filled up the blanks i wrote super short as linus was comparing his to mine , im like 1 sentence for a 4 mark question -.-&lt;br /&gt;was super chim and i was totally not in mood for the paper , no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;went to mac after papers with elaine , jac , yiping , huiwen and chinkai and after that to tm and cs to get eunice birthday present (:&lt;br /&gt;so went to artbox at tm bought some things there for eunice! (:&lt;br /&gt;hope shes gonna love it&lt;br /&gt;okay , now waiting for my bro's phone call , but im not prepared yet!&lt;br /&gt;lol , i call him , but no ans.&lt;br /&gt;well well just gotta wait.&lt;br /&gt;im going to be super paiseh ltr , my handwriting is like so ugly and i got no choice but to write on the card that i've bought for eunice.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha , sorry don't blame me ! :D&lt;br /&gt;i use a pencil to write first then used pen to trace over it , so pathetic right?&lt;br /&gt;LOL , draw a cute pic on her card , im a art student okay?! don't play play&lt;br /&gt;my painting and drawings are all A's standard okay?!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;updating ipod , looking for songs to put in.&lt;br /&gt;talking about songs , gosh still rmb i use to listen to those cheenas song ,&lt;br /&gt;ahaha then switch to english , genre was pop then into rnb and soul then now into alternative rockandpunk.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa , cool eh?!&lt;br /&gt;jovin i was quiet shock when you told me it was her , but cheer up yea?!&lt;br /&gt;:D , its okay! , i can say you have a nice figure too , wuhaahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;im really slacking too much this year !&lt;br /&gt;gotta go all for it during end of year , you guys will get the shock with my results!&lt;br /&gt;wuahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why im into nicks that has phobias.&lt;br /&gt;its unique okay?! , nobody would usually do that :D&lt;br /&gt;uahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like cutting cute dollie fringe , you know those straight straight one , so cute la ! , i love to be unique , no idea why , not that im a sissy or gay , blahblah whatever craps you have doofus.&lt;br /&gt;anyway exams are coming to an end soon , weee ~&lt;br /&gt;and holidays are starting! , i have plans on what to do during holidays already!&lt;br /&gt;so guys im actually still avaliable somehow , so if you want&lt;br /&gt;a funny guy to go out with you dial me up yeah?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;listening to Pictures of you over and over again , aahaha , no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;moody moody , gotta cheer up later have to go to eunice birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;gheeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5855690420713293734?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5855690420713293734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5855690420713293734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5855690420713293734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5855690420713293734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/weeee.html' title='Weeee~'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4396163764681493151</id><published>2008-05-06T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T03:54:03.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>argh.</title><content type='html'>owoh , today maths was super super difficult , thats what everyone say . doubt i will pass&lt;br /&gt;ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry for me was easy peasy , but everyone say its hard ! (:&lt;br /&gt;i check for like 5 times , and there was some mistake&lt;br /&gt;lucky i did check my papers and i think i will be able to get &lt;br /&gt;A's for my english and chemistry so far ! :D&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i got a for my chemistry and my english for the comman test yeah!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking what to buy for my future to be sis in law , for her birthday tomorrow yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i will be going to shop tomorrow , after papers lucky the papers end at 9.30am tmr ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;have to reach home around 2 , wait for bro's call and go collect otah and off to the party , eheh. &lt;br /&gt;can get to see the mei nu yvonne!&lt;br /&gt;long time no see ya , miss you so much (; ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;wondering if i will get top 3 in class this year , hope i can and im gonna pray hard and work hard for it !&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaa , busary busary&lt;br /&gt;playing habbo right now , im still not prepared for art !&lt;br /&gt;you know 5 piece of A3 prep' work , gosh how am i going to do that?!&lt;br /&gt;i actually wanted to take the subject breakdown but in the end i think im changing it to contrast.&lt;br /&gt;ytd went to clarke quay took something nice , gotta do with contrast , i put my fingers near the camera and i took jac head looking as if im using my finger to hold on to her head you know those camera trick&lt;br /&gt;ahaha and she was giving those expression like , "OUCH"&lt;br /&gt;i think its gonna be something nice !&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my model jac!&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for time to pass , nowadays hours seconds and minutes seems to pass so slowly&lt;br /&gt;im in love with hoobastank running away.&lt;br /&gt;listening to it for at least 20plus times.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for this 25th May chalet !&lt;br /&gt;woohooo.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be superduper fun yeah?!&lt;br /&gt;my dad was saying , the world is just a view , money is earn to spent and people are added to be a burden. i like this quote , not really one but somehow theres a feeling in the way its speak , you know the way it sound , my dad is emo-ing somehow.&lt;br /&gt;today went to meet weijie they all and went home , on the way saw qiuyan and louise so went to shop with them , they went to supermarts and lousie and i was giving comments all over the stuff sold there , ahaha&lt;br /&gt;louise is a super funny girl !&lt;br /&gt;you know if shes your friend , you wont find life boring at all!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to louise for being a special piece in my life's puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i want to treat you this way , but i dont know why i did.&lt;br /&gt;chimynologo , dont think you guys know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i love looking out of the window during this time , looking at the sky changing its colour , listening to my mp3 , think about stuff about life and so on.&lt;br /&gt;i love slacking around , i hate to find activities to do , why dont we see what will happen when we meet instead of planning it first? (:&lt;br /&gt;shall we go to town and slack?&lt;br /&gt;maybe wisma or something , how bout wheellockplace?&lt;br /&gt;or you want to go to sentosa? to slack or something?&lt;br /&gt;oh ya ! , thanks for buying me that "ONTO audio-technica" ear piece its huge yea&lt;br /&gt;love the colour (:&lt;br /&gt;i told the uncle that i wanted to cut high slope , i dont know why too , dont ask me.&lt;br /&gt;i know im like stupid to do that -.-&lt;br /&gt;okay , its alright , holidays are coming , after holiday i doubt i will be caught by dm ! (: , and you guys who got caught will be jealous with my hair (:&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why i tell you all the secrets when you go around telling people about it and this is not the first time , but i still continue to tell you those secret , i wonder why :o&lt;br /&gt;i miss jor! (: , maybe we should meet one day and go slacking.&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda moody , moody feeling but yet abit crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i love to be leave alone esp when it comes to evenings.&lt;br /&gt;seriously , if you talk to me , i will spank you yeah?&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss all my primary school malays friends , but their not those super malay type&lt;br /&gt;actually their english educated , its good to hang out with them&lt;br /&gt;can improve my english yea?&lt;br /&gt;aahha.&lt;br /&gt;i know this is a super long post&lt;br /&gt;so i will stop here (:&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4396163764681493151?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4396163764681493151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4396163764681493151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4396163764681493151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4396163764681493151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/argh.html' title='argh.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-8464240053217251630</id><published>2008-05-05T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:10:38.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clarke quay .</title><content type='html'>today right after papers when to clarke quay with some friends , went to river walk , slack in the lift for hours , took photos of city area , singapore river and etc , haha.&lt;br /&gt;then someone suddenly decided to play like catching -.- , lol so played , it was fun over all.&lt;br /&gt;took bus 12 back , a long long journey , but it was a enjoying one , i love long journey buses , i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night was super scary , i was like sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and i heard my mom shouting super loud and so i woke up &lt;br /&gt;"eh you siao ah? , why shout so loud?" cause she love to nag at night so i everytime ask if shes siao , then i got scolded ._.''&lt;br /&gt;my mom was quarreling with my big brother , im not sure why too , but my mom was really angry , she was screaming at the top of her lungs and some vulgars came out , but i know it was not delibrately , but i saw her feeling so angry i was kinda upset o-o , she threw chair on floors , scream and bang on door , the toilet door which my big brother was in , and i was super shock , and my grandma woke up and open the door and look , her face was shock too of course , and my big brother came out of the toilet went out of the room , into his own room and BANG the door and he lock the room and my second brother have to use the key to get in to sleep yeah , hmm quarrels quarrels , everytime see my big brother quarreling with my mom , but this time was really one of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom screamed , dont think i dont dare take the knife ok.&lt;br /&gt;i know my mom , when shes crazy she can do anything , and i find it hard to sleep&lt;br /&gt;wondering if my mom would take the knife anot , cause she went out for quiet a period of time into the kitchen , so i decided to go out to take a look , i pretend to drink water while looking at her , she was doing chores.&lt;br /&gt;Why must there always be quarrels in my family? , why?&lt;br /&gt;Why must you talk back? , shes our mom and this is not the first time&lt;br /&gt;im sad you know?&lt;br /&gt;and they say its your fault cause she shouted at her and bang bang the doors alot of time.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-8464240053217251630?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8464240053217251630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=8464240053217251630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8464240053217251630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/8464240053217251630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/clarke-quay.html' title='clarke quay .'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-3794219262085645334</id><published>2008-05-02T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T19:00:42.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaaah.</title><content type='html'>Hoho , my  blog is kinda dead. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to play back maple ._.''&lt;br /&gt;my big brother don't allow me , as i will spend alot of time and money in it. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to play back habbo , wuahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SBvD_7gjvsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jxWiLWVrKHk/s1600-h/Alliumphobia..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SBvD_7gjvsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jxWiLWVrKHk/s200/Alliumphobia..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195962098175426242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada thats my habbo character,"Alliumphobia." , shuai right , i know :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Actually was kinda vex with your actions and the thing that you ask people to say to me.&lt;br /&gt;Please give up,alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it , kinda irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if all these words hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE marie digby is coming to wisma gap , im dying to go for it &lt;br /&gt;and she have a online concert via thru DeepRockDrive &lt;br /&gt;its free of charge but tickets are limited and i got mine already! , wuahahaha :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous right?!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Marie digby rocks big time.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you guys dont really know her , shes quite new actually&lt;br /&gt;she started off at youtube singing other singer's songs.&lt;br /&gt;you guys can go to youtube and search marie digby listen to her song. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes not pure blooded but she is a mix :o&lt;br /&gt;Japan+ something , forgotten already.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;sad she actually going to zouk , sad la underage :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;can't go for that , but nevermind theres the wisma gap one ! eheheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to habbo , if you guys are playing habbo add me please (:&lt;br /&gt;"Alliumphobia"&lt;br /&gt;alot people has been asking me the definition of erotophobia and alliumphobia , okay i shall explain to you guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erotophobia means fear to talk about sexual content stuff and some people say its a abnormal feelings towards love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alliumphobia means a fear towards option , which is also know as options fearing. &lt;br /&gt;:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr , exams exams ! ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;im clever cause i cheated during chinese exam , you know i never bring dictionary must minus 5 marks -.- no way man , i crush my 2 paper with the " no dictionary " chop and i get 2 new sheet of paper from my teacher  , so clever right?! , AHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;don't be jealous , im teaching you , you guys can use this method next time :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-3794219262085645334?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3794219262085645334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=3794219262085645334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3794219262085645334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/3794219262085645334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahaaah.html' title='Hahaaah.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_e4KKGu4KwtU/SBvD_7gjvsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jxWiLWVrKHk/s72-c/Alliumphobia..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-7625443011919594225</id><published>2008-04-28T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T05:22:23.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was loved x)</title><content type='html'>its was really super great to spend time with qiuyan , louise and jovin (:&lt;br /&gt;we pon assembly today cabb-ed to tm and to pizzahut to have our lunch x)&lt;br /&gt;gosh can't expect the bill to turn out $38 so we did some calculations &lt;br /&gt;and we complain that the bill turned out to be wrong , its actually $28+ inculding gst and service charge.&lt;br /&gt;then went shopping around for bag.&lt;br /&gt;when i reach home quarrel with my mum for some financal stuff until she cry.&lt;br /&gt;so i have no choice to work , but if im working i will not be attending church&lt;br /&gt;wonder what will happened , not sure if my leader will see this post anot , but if he does , but i got no choice but to face it.&lt;br /&gt;stress stress , money money money , this world is all about money.&lt;br /&gt;"no money no talk , if you got money everyday also your birthday." this is what my dad always say , so sacarstic right? , Haha.&lt;br /&gt;but im used to it.&lt;br /&gt;dont want my parents to feel so stress over financal problems , just gotta work for my needs my craves so that i wont spend their money , but spending their money just for food. x)&lt;br /&gt;be sensible! sensible! , this is what i always try to do , but i end up getting emotional , feeling useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-7625443011919594225?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7625443011919594225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=7625443011919594225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7625443011919594225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/7625443011919594225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-was-loved-x.html' title='Today was loved x)'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5921227316700484827</id><published>2008-04-25T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:19:14.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xl</title><content type='html'>its kinda of yucks when you say you really love me , i just dont like it somehow&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why too , but im sorry to say , i only treat you as a friend&lt;br /&gt;no other things , friend.&lt;br /&gt;how am i going to face you , after you read this post?&lt;br /&gt;i know im hurting you but if i really dont like it&lt;br /&gt;thats it im straight foward , yes.&lt;br /&gt;sorry that it have hurt you or something&lt;br /&gt;this is usually what its gonna happene to onesided love.&lt;br /&gt;we got to face this thing one day , why dont i just say it now , its better to feel pain and cry now.&lt;br /&gt;hope that you will understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5921227316700484827?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5921227316700484827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5921227316700484827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5921227316700484827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/5921227316700484827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/04/xl.html' title='xl'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-5659201288821223811</id><published>2008-04-23T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T01:03:21.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheer up</title><content type='html'>friends cheer up , okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;seeing you guys going thru up and downs really make me feel sad emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;so cheer up alright?&lt;br /&gt;just to let you guys know that i will be there for you giving you support (:&lt;br /&gt;focus on the solution not the problem (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a fine day , everything was going okay.&lt;br /&gt;theres a photoshoot today , it was fun actually wanted to gather with qiuyan , jovin and louise for the candid shot , but in the end ended up not doing it , blame the photographer , he has such a bad nasty attitude.&lt;br /&gt;but i did a mr.daniel pose , and i check with qiuyan , jovin and louise to see who did that mr.daniel pose too and jovin did that too ! cool , cheers !&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;on the way home , cheryl and me was super stress , cause theres two girls crying on the bus but im not blaming them (:&lt;br /&gt;but this is the first time seeing both of my friends crying at the same time , the situation was really stress , dont know how to react , just cheer them up but one of them wants to be alone , so we leave her alone as for the other she was crying super loudly as in the sound yeah.&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to give her the cheer up look as she leave the bus at interchange&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i scared she will be irritated by me so in the end just said goodbye to each other (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-5659201288821223811?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5659201288821223811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=5659201288821223811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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empty inside.&lt;br /&gt;the friends i get to know this year has widen my capacity and somehow&lt;br /&gt;getting expose to more different types of character , but theres some friend that i really treasured even its only been four months from the starting of two zero zero eight.&lt;br /&gt;just one to let you guys know that i treasure you !&lt;br /&gt;not in order , randomly arranged.&lt;br /&gt;-qiuyan&lt;br /&gt;-louise&lt;br /&gt;-jovin&lt;br /&gt;-cheryl&lt;br /&gt;-yiping&lt;br /&gt;-huiwen&lt;br /&gt;-yiling&lt;br /&gt;-madeline, not sure if i spelled it correctly x]&lt;br /&gt;-elaine&lt;br /&gt;-jacq&lt;br /&gt;-weikiat&lt;br /&gt;-weieang&lt;br /&gt;-dion&lt;br /&gt;-weimin&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the time you spent with me the laughter that you brought into my life ,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all this my friends. x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sounds as if im dying when i write this post , you know all those television show.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyouguys.&lt;div 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guys so much.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7834039943862998077.post-4089581195650749860</id><published>2008-04-22T03:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:40:04.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>was quiet shock.</title><content type='html'>was quiet shock today,&lt;br /&gt;when you called me and somehow confess to me that you like me ._.&lt;br /&gt;my answer was , " oh okay. "&lt;br /&gt;lol, sorry if it has somehow hurt you or something.&lt;br /&gt;im a person who is not really into relationship yeah?&lt;br /&gt;haha , im not codependency.&lt;br /&gt;today was a super fun day as in people joking around haha making me laughing at the top of my lungs during maths lesson and was scolded by teacher , thanks for louise and qiuyan for such a great time in school , sad to say , wanted to plan to irritate CHERYL with jovin's and mine maxieyes. LOLLLL , but jovin didn't turn up , went to linus house instead &gt;:] , Lol. &lt;br /&gt;maths teacher say she wanted to give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;Lol , im not sure if she really would , maths is like super boring.&lt;br /&gt;wonder how people score like A's for maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7834039943862998077-4089581195650749860?l=anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4089581195650749860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7834039943862998077&amp;postID=4089581195650749860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4089581195650749860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7834039943862998077/posts/default/4089581195650749860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anabnormalfeelingstowardslove.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-quiet-shock.html' title='was quiet shock.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390324655792463030</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
