<?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-6964968</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:52:55.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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>384</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6964968.post-114632931580881122</id><published>2006-04-29T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:09:33.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Imma like a mouse.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;when it comes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY EIGHTH MONTH MY DEAREST NAUGHTY, KIM &lt;3&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wo ai ni hen duo hen duo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Town-ed with Xiao Zhao and May (: Okay lah, towned with Zhaolin and May. What an awful starting :X Chatted alot to Zhaolin about Eyecandy, heart was beating fast fast wayyy too fast. Zhaolin &amp; May are so tao yao k, my skin is so thin, and they laughed at me for running to the toilet for ?!?!?!!?! (inside jokes) bu hao wan alr lah. Bought a pair of Adidas slippers and a shorts from Wh. Took ard forty photos, the link is here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2106885861"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CLICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this Puma tee of mine, I love the hawt red :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(540).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28540%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fever attacked me last night ): was feeling really awful. Took a panadol and went to bed. &amp; in the morning, my FAVOURITE time of the month took over me. Xie xie hor. &amp;amp; my morning went bad. Painkillers, here I come! ): Was having cramps the whole of today. It's painful, but I've to endure. I'm weak when comes to this, I hate being a woman. Yeah right. Maybelle's gonna bang her head against the wall. I'm going nuts. Banana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the Pun four and Nanny, Sarah (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lastly, Xiao Zhao &amp; May made my wonderful day (: We took prints too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Taken this(bottom) sometime this week with the Pun Four :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sigh, I'm rather disappointed in myself recently. I'm not doing what I should be doing, I'm lazy, worse than a pig perhaps, sigh, I'm letting myself down. I miss my Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa, am gonna pay them a visit sooon. (my last visit was last Sat) Maybelle, BUCK UP! Study hard, be a good mummy's girl :) Strive hard Maybelle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm off, Nights World.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm a durian. It's all about you.&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/6964968-114632931580881122?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114632931580881122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114632931580881122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114632931580881122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114632931580881122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/imma-like-mouse.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114606464943317222</id><published>2006-04-26T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T08:23:17.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Am missing you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;You're all that I wish for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY TENTH MONTH EVERYTHING :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was feeling kinda restless for the entire day. Something's wrong with me. haha. Perhaps I'm always like that. Morning lectures really suck, it's even worse if your lecturer is like a wooden block, just keeps on talking and talking.. Everyone almost fell asleep. Almost late for lecture today, morning buses are really packed like sardines, every buses came coming full. Alright, next time, I better wake up and get out of the house earlier! Am getting a notebook soon, still deciding on the model to purchase. Went Bugis after lecture today. With The Pun Four :) Bought a watch and earrings :D On the journey home, the bus was shaky, and the weather is so cold, put on my jacket, before closing my eyes, I heard Eileen and Chou kin rattling away, like @!#!#$@@??! hawhaw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homed, rest, napp-ed, teevee-ed and here I am! :D&lt;br /&gt;Gonna upload some retarded photos taken yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's just a few here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(480).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28480%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(490).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28490%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(493).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28493%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(477).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28477%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(475).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28475%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(468).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28468%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(471).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28471%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;Nights Dearests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;yay, my birthday is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114606464943317222?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114606464943317222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114606464943317222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114606464943317222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114606464943317222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/am-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114598326189598640</id><published>2006-04-25T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:41:02.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You hurt me unknowingly.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yeah boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;School has been fun so far :DD I hate communication skills man. The lesson sucks, boring ): I love the people in Mantiz especially (: Pun Four rocks :D (inside jokes and stories) hmm, took plenty of photos with Pun four today, at starbucks. Went for dinner with a group of more than ten, pool-ed after that. I'm super duper sleepy, good night world. I miss everyone. But I doubt anyone misses me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather busy nowadays, too restless for longer posts, sorry Dearests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I feel for you, what about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114598326189598640?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114598326189598640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114598326189598640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114598326189598640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114598326189598640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-hurt-me-unknowingly.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114581232034170708</id><published>2006-04-24T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T10:12:17.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick and random update, before I doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa-ed with Mantiz and other groups today(Sunday) All I can say is, wayyyy fun! Played captain's ball, freezebie(dont knwo the spelling), frolicking in the waters. Hmm, hanged out at Dhoby Ghaut after that. Homed ard 12am. Took plenty of photos, shall uploaded them tmr, yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of poly life starts tmr! yay. Wo ai Tp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh my, I'm falling hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114581232034170708?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114581232034170708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114581232034170708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114581232034170708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114581232034170708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/quick-and-random-update-before-i-doze.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114572422756729851</id><published>2006-04-23T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T09:57:17.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;amp; you shall be my prince.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's chicken time now, and I'm feeling, terribly hungry. A few minutes ago, I've cooked myself mee, rightttt, the mee tastes awful ): Thanks to my extremely lousy culinary skills(perhaps no skills at all lah) I'm hopeless man. I better hurry to cleaning up the kitchen before Mama comes home. If not, I swear, she will nag a whole lot ): Her precious kitchen whattt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I din't finish the mee, and there's a mess in the kitchen for me to clean up. Ohhh, well done, Maybelle! hurrrayyyy, like real lah. Stop your bull shit Maybelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey and Cindial offered to cook me food, thanks anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my Puma bag and a top already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My heart sings your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114572422756729851?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114572422756729851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114572422756729851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114572422756729851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114572422756729851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-shall-be-my-prince.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114563873664214692</id><published>2006-04-22T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T10:01:22.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Shall update about yesterday(Friday, 21 Apr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY FIRST MONTH HONEYYYY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I'm feeling so weak now. Orientation today was great I suppose! Woke up uber late, chicken hours. Rushed, cabbed to Tp, reached kinda early. My classmates are nice (: I love Business School(but not to a larger extent though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participated in the Olympiad games, stretched my thighs' muscles ): sigh. I'm clumsy lahhh. Banana. But the game was fun, I almost went nuts. Oh my, and I think that Dragon boating is super cooool! :D Business school won the overall champion, yay yay. My throat is hurting a little now, due to the shoutings and all, time for my honey lemon! :D I'm mad, I seemed to be rejoicing. Ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, received my first birthday card from ____, surprised, but I dont feel excited at all. I dont know why. Even knowing that my birthday is about two weeks from now. Well, sigh. Thanks ____ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School gonna start on Monday, my time table is rather flexible :D that's great. That means, more time to sleep also :X yayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today(saturday) My Grandma's birthday celebration (: I love ah ma! She's more important than anything else. I will not miss this function out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully I can get my Puma bag soooon. Roars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end here, my brain aint functioning now, feeling so dead. I might just doze off infront of the screen anytime. hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maybelle, the Zombie :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;You drive me nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114563873664214692?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114563873664214692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114563873664214692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114563873664214692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114563873664214692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/shall-update-about-yesterdayfriday-21.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114554712507913850</id><published>2006-04-20T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:38:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're duper hawwwwt.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to miss &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tp's Freshmen Orientation Camp&lt;/span&gt; ): Well, expected. Today's orientation sucks like hell. Stayed over at Amy's place last night, I din't get enough of sleep. Took a number of photos, shall upload it next time, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(my eyes are seriously closing -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Thus went to today's orientation like a zombie (: Almost doze off quite a couple of times during the orientation. Totally boring. I survived through it (: However, I'm glad that I've met my classmates (: yay. Nice people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Mantiz Sentosa's outing is on Sunday, or else, I can't go on Saturday ): sigh. Grandma more important ofcourse! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumin just sent me this song; rather sad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, I better tuck myself in bed soon,&lt;br /&gt;have to wake up at chicken hours later, roars lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my &lt;strong&gt;Dearests&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;you know who you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my board is dead, ever since I'm backed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eyecandy rocks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye World.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114554712507913850?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114554712507913850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114554712507913850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114554712507913850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114554712507913850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/youre-duper-hawwwwt.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114537135610138202</id><published>2006-04-18T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T07:42:38.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hestitating about the wind blowing ahead of me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my thousands of 'If onlys'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coupled with an uncountable sum of regrets and griefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my special feelings could be testified..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;None could understand this, neither do I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;Done with my replies at my Haloscan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;Going to stayover at Amy's house tmr, with my friends from camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114537135610138202?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114537135610138202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114537135610138202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114537135610138202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114537135610138202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/hestitating-about-wind-blowing-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114520531807493670</id><published>2006-04-16T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T12:21:13.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You've got me on hot bricks.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time you appear infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BACKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Perhaps no one care either)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybelle says: HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've plenty to say, hopefully I miss out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;none. Feeling so &lt;em&gt;exhausted&lt;/em&gt; now. Nevermind, someone said that I'm a superwoman whattt. Yes, I am! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANTIZ ROCKS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tp's Freshmen Orientation Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from Thurs to Saturday. Was in the same group as Chou Kin and Berlinda! Then met many new friends there (: The leaders were extremely nice! Day one seemed boring to me, cause we were just having Icebreakers for almost the entire day. &amp; I understand why they must do so; it's for us to mingle around and know each other. Yes, so it do worked for me! &lt;strong&gt;Mantiz&lt;/strong&gt; was my Empire name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day &lt;strong&gt;one &lt;/strong&gt;was indeed dry to me, was thinking of this&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I want to go home, and stop wasting time here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Well, this sentence was &lt;strong&gt;proved wrong&lt;/strong&gt; the next day. Day&lt;strong&gt; two&lt;/strong&gt; was fun fun (: Had games, and also the presentation night, had this mini dance floor, and music were played, lights were off, everyone just dance as if they were in a club. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(But, all of us stinks badly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lol. Me and Choukin went mad k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first few days, my camp empire came in &lt;u&gt;last&lt;/u&gt; for the scores. Could see that the leaders were disappointed, so was I ): However, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Impossible is nothing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yes, a miracle happened. Day three was&lt;strong&gt; wayyyy fun&lt;/strong&gt; :D nothing could descirbe the fun I had, the final game was wayyy coool. We had water bombs war. Mantiz rocks the field (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the night, before break camp, everyone were sitted in the complex, I was rather down, and I can feel that the morale in the team was&lt;em&gt; low&lt;/em&gt;. Cause I guess everyone would not want the final result to be released, one simple reason, we were the last empire in the first two days, and it's really impossible for us to defeat others in the third day. Yes, Impossible is nothing, Mantiz came in &lt;strong&gt;first!&lt;/strong&gt; I was bloody shocked, as well as happpy! Hugged Choukin and the leaders, and started rejoicing, tears of joy came running out. "From last to first!" We really made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got rather emotional the whole night, because, some senior instructors gave their final speeches&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;,(Note: those are seniors who had just graduated from Tp.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I bet I do feel how they feel inside. Many male seniors cried. Perhaps, I should really feel proud to be in Tp's family, must really treasure the three years there, or more&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(choy, touch wood, it cannot be more than three years k, Maybelle Sua!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the talkings and cryings, we had photos shots, together as a team (: then followed by debrief. This is the best debrief of the three nights. Cause we're in victory. But still, rather sad that the camp is coming to an end. The leaders said that they will organise outings, like Sentosa outing? then everyone can meet up and have fun, I really look forward to it. The GLs were very sweeet, they forked out money to develop a team photo for each of us to take home. Stepped out of Tp's gate at around 12am. Late right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, most of us dint head home, we went to Tampines central to have macs. We sit outside the CPF's building, chat as we eat. Cabbed home with Choukin, Karen, and Choukin's friend(called Baboon?) Homed around 2am. Washed up, then chatted with Cindial till four plus. Talked alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cindial; Please do not be upset, even though both sides are at fault, however, please do not push all the blames to yourself. I understand how hurt you feel, cause you do not want to lose any friends. I'm glad I've managed to catch up with you as soon as I'm backed from camp. Please take care, yes, I wont leave you behind. All you need is time (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at chicken's hour today. Bim came to my house downstairs to pass me my Encore ticket. Thanks alot! That's very sweet of you&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(for once k)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Slept till around 3pm, bathed, changed, then out to meet clique. Had my lunch+dinner at Macs. Then headed for VCH. Was almost late, arrived on the dot, phew. The concert was pretty short. Enjoyed seeing &lt;strong&gt;Wong and Chick&lt;/strong&gt; performing :D Screamed their names, hopefully they heard :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw alot of Lovelies, such as, Linsin Huiyan Ching Sharene Eilizabeth Gillian Felicia Judi Tiffany Zerrica Caroline Denise Eunice Isabel Suyu Loraine Matilda Eilis, alot more. Took shots with a few of them, there you go :D&lt;br /&gt;More photos uploaded here(taken today): &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2107331929"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(351).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28351%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(353).4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28353%29.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(398).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28398%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(381).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28381%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(380).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28380%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(378).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28378%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(374).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28374%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(373).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28373%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(356).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28356%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(355).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28355%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(354).4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28354%29.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went Marina Sq for dinner. Dined at Yoshi, I dint eat, cause I was feeling rather full. Had loads of fun there, taking photos. Retarded us k. Went with Yumin Shidah Limin and Eunice. Olsen pangseh us k, banana&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;.(think she will scream at me if she reads this, just jk k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Met Zhaolin and Phyllis on the way back! (: and Phyllis chatted with me about certain stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Phyllis; Happy nut (: so sorry, was at camp on Thursday. thus I dint get the chance to listen to your grief and sadness. Hopefully everything will be fine sooon, I'm here to support you Dearest (: Everything will turn out good, don't worry too much. Be happy alright &lt;3&gt; I love Happy Nut THIS much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling totally worn out after the camp and all. &lt;strong&gt;Insufficien&lt;/strong&gt;t sleep, I really look like a &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;living/walking zombie&lt;/span&gt; today, just look at the photos and you will know, hawhaw. For the two nights at Tp, I managed to catch only three hours each night, and a whole day of killing activites. Came home at two in the morning, but slept at four. How moronic am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have to confess is, I have never regret going for the camp and also the concert (: It's all just fatigues, coupled with plenty of fun and joy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing camp and many people. Especially You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Alright, there's a big secret in me now, not many knew. I'm feeling so @!@#@$%^&amp;amp; each time I think about it. It's like so impossible, so Maybelle, stop dreaming again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my fingers are tired, my brains too, my entire body is aching, shall sleep soon, hopefully before one am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Shall reply my Haloscan tags tmr. Sorry Dearest. I've read all :D Thanks for the tags, atleast my blog is not dead, while I was away, all the &lt;3&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. Bye World.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Loves Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;My fantasy crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The feeling is so strange, not a like nor love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;You're indeed special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll let this remain a crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114520531807493670?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114520531807493670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114520531807493670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114520531807493670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114520531807493670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/youve-got-me-on-hot-bricks.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114485601795382538</id><published>2006-04-12T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T08:33:38.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp is on for me tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Guess no one even bother reading my blog ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114485601795382538?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114485601795382538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114485601795382538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114485601795382538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114485601795382538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/camp-is-on-for-me-tomorrow-d-guess-no.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114477124703477964</id><published>2006-04-11T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:00:47.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I feel that I'm the greatest sinner.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm odd to be put to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's really something wrong with me. Whatever I do, it will cause someone to be angry or be mad at me. I'm really useless, I hate myself, for all that I've done and for neglecting others. I don't know what to do next. Life's really tough. I'v realised, I'm not that strong afterall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I'm gonna tell myself now is, "MAYBELLE SUA, YOU JOLLY WELL GO TO HELL."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who are my True friend/s(I've none..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;My tap went loose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything just makes me a &lt;u&gt;sinner&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could do is, hug my bolsters &amp; pillows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114477124703477964?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114477124703477964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114477124703477964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114477124703477964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114477124703477964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-feel-that-im-greatest-sinner.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114468405164363508</id><published>2006-04-10T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T08:59:27.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;The joy, happiness and love.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It's all just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SWEET SEVENTEEN TO MY DEAREST ZHAOLIN (: &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had a pleasant time with my most Dearest Juniors today. They are Bim and Everything (: Sat at Starbucks. Also met up with many friends at my ex-workplace, I swear I missed them alot ): Unfortunately, Noreta wasn't at work. Visited Aunty Fanny, Berlinda, Meilan, Simin, Sarah, Renoo, Aunty Rena. Accompanied Berlinda for her dinner break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Lovelies tried to trick me into something, thank goodness, I was rather alert and smart this time round. Laughs. Went around hunting for a suitable bag, at Adidas &amp; RSH, with Berlinda, sadly, I found nothing. Everything gave me a postcard, thanks for the words on it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a filling dinner at Hans. It was really madness. Three of us took reallly, indeed, plenty of photo shots. Funny, retarded ones, I was laughing while looking at them just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, cabbed home with Bim. The taxi almost got me and Bim into vomiting state. (note: both of us are afraid of the smell that every taxi has.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uploaded the photos&lt;/strong&gt; (Including some others, which I took recently)&lt;br /&gt;They were all in albums. Feel free to view them, if you're feeling bored (: Laugh as much as you can at those photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Links are right below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='  Last day of work. ';return true" href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2107509764"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last day of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='  Day with Bim. ';return true" href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2107509995"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A day out with Bim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='  my album, day out with two Lovelies. ';return true" href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2107511304"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A day out with Sinyee &amp; Tiffany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='  Tiffany's album ';return true" href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2107513054"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tiffany's album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights World.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114468405164363508?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114468405164363508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114468405164363508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114468405164363508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114468405164363508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/joy-happiness-and-love.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114459014009715724</id><published>2006-04-09T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T06:51:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;That I left unspoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Actually, I've plenty to say, but, something knocked me down ): Feeling disappointed and vexed within. Someone, save me from this mess. Roars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;, all I can say is, it's wayyy too fun for me. Sentosa-ed with Cindial and friends. Krystal came with me too. Know these new friends, Beverly, Eileen, Kimberly, Tiffany &amp; Jessica. Cindial, Kim &amp;amp; Tiff were three monkeys, they can really make one laugh like chimpanzee :X and I guess, I laughed like gorilla. Steamboat-ed. &amp; Cindial sweared that she wouldn't wish to go for steamboat ever again. Inside jokes. They made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel pain at my shoulders' area. Am I a little burnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;I'm in love with the &lt;u&gt;sun&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dined at Sakura just now to celebrate my Dearest Neoneo's bday with Chick and Sinyee too :D&lt;br /&gt;Had hiphop jelly (: Icecream makes me :D In between, Cindial &amp;amp; Jessica called. They made me laugh again. -Piak forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont know what's wrong with you. I'm disappointed by you. I had never thought that you would be like this. Your nasty reply, one which I will never forget. I was being emotional just now, till &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I teared in my bus journey.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;I couldn't help it. Sighs. It ruined my entire day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I didn't expect that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I just hope that you're in a bad mood, and I was the venting machine for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I gonna hug my bolster to tears tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've never expected my close friend to treat me like this ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114459014009715724?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114459014009715724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114459014009715724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114459014009715724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114459014009715724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-would-trade-give-away-all-words-that.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114442231574207622</id><published>2006-04-07T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:05:16.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're always one step ahead of me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Turn back, and you will no longer see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YAY, tanning tmr :D Sentosa. &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully, I will feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing, I'm speechless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114442231574207622?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114442231574207622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114442231574207622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114442231574207622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114442231574207622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/youre-always-one-step-ahead-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114433816891647070</id><published>2006-04-06T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T09:12:24.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I wish it would be like this..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I've plenty to blog about. Today was wayyyyy fun :D All thanks to my two Dearests (: You know who you're&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think what I gonna say soon will cause Readers(If there's any) to laugh and look down on me. Yes, I went to Raffles place dressed with just a &lt;s&gt;mango top and a pair of shorts&lt;/s&gt;, with slippers ofcourse. &amp; I dined at Tcc. I don't know if anyone is laughing at me, perhaps, the "strangertoyou" at my haloscan? Hope that you aint laughing at me ): Well, all I want to say is, that's my style, my dressing. As long as I'm satisfied with my dressing will do (: Desiree got a shock when she really see me in that outfit, as I told her the night before. Laughs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my favourite gratin and mocha at tcc. Bought two lovely pillow cases :D Then off to Bugis, intended to just walk ard, doing window shooping, but BUT, temptations overtook me, especially when you see something you really like. Bought a skirt, &amp;amp; three pairs of earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Btw, you could refer to those photos at the previous entry, just &lt;u&gt;scroll&lt;/u&gt; down (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Darling for the Mickey mouse stuffy :) Huggable. I will hug it to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most hilarious part came, while we were heading home. Angeline noticed this ____, so she was like cat on hot bricks, and her speed increased, so does mine's and Desiree's. On seeing that Angeline is slowing down, I increased my speed and walked even faster. The whole scene was really retarded. Plenty of inside jokes, ask me if you're interested. Utterly embarrassing(my skin not tt thick btw), cover face &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Smt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;learnt: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Carrying xxxxxxxxx bags on your hands, may affect what others judge on you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going shopping with BIM tmr. She's excited for it, LOL. Bim, you know what I'm talking about. The chat just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To my two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;; Hope that you both had enjoyed yourselves today, atleast for my case, I'm more than happy :D the&lt;em&gt; fun &amp;amp; excitement&lt;/em&gt; you both created, THANKS ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Seniter De Gloire&lt;/u&gt; is really a good piece of music. I appreciate it alot. Unfortunately, it makes me upset often. Don't you agree with it? Just like what's happening to me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Perhaps it is fated for me to face this destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Try hard to force out a smile each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114433816891647070?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114433816891647070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114433816891647070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114433816891647070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114433816891647070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-i-wish-it-would-be-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114433647911804699</id><published>2006-04-06T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T08:14:39.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The snapshots i took today :D&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(292).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28292%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I've got a passion for snapping glass cups. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(296).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28296%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I'm in love with this; Skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(298).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28298%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Earrings :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(297).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28297%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I bought this for someone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(299).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28299%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; On my bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(300).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28300%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Angeline's gift, on the left :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114433647911804699?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114433647911804699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114433647911804699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114433647911804699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114433647911804699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/snapshots-i-took-today-d-random.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114425458266783353</id><published>2006-04-05T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T09:32:04.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your face is still swirling in my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I will never forget the day when we first met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went out with Dearest &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xueli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lenee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today :) Spent money again, glad that this time round, I'm tighter with my expenditures and pocket. Phew. Finally managed to find a place where my strawberry-chocolate heads are available. Isetan supermarket at Scotts :D what a place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt; shorts, a &lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;hot pink&lt;/span&gt; top(not really hot lah) from Outfitters girls, got something for someone special too. Visited The box boutique, talked and laughed alot, it had been long ever since I laughed my lungs out. Really long. I couldn't even remember the last time when I was feeling really happy and delighted. Perhaps it's only in my childhood times? (How saddening my life is?) Xueli really made me laughed &amp; behaved like chimpanzee. Moronic. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS AH, lovee you :D&lt;/strong&gt; (you must be blushing now, HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum rushed me home; cause she's late for her clubbing session?! ugh, cabbed home with Xueli. On the way home, she told me her dirty secret, hawhaw. No one else knows, hmm, I feel honoured lah, Xueli. Laughed alot in the cab too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling hungry now ): I hate it, cause I feel hungry very easily. That's a very bad habit k, MAYBELLE SUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am gonna meet up with two Lovelies tmr :) TCC treat :D yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, nights everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;SIGH. you're the root of all my worries &amp;amp; thinkings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114425458266783353?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114425458266783353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114425458266783353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114425458266783353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114425458266783353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-face-is-still-swirling-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114416457927321004</id><published>2006-04-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:29:39.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Balmy breeze &amp; crystal clear waters.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The place meant for you &amp;amp; me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to confess here, actually, I've been very unhappy with myself these days. Something up at my brains is going wrong. (I'm not brainless btw) I have this bloody bad feeling that something bad gonna fall on me. Oh my, am I thinking too much, or perhaps just thinking too far? This feeling really sucks. Yes, if anyone were to be in my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a jog at stadium just now, feeling great after that. Jogged six rounds, walked two rounds. Went with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;BIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) Hougang mall's food really taste a little awful(sounds nicer). My favourite dessert, honeydew sago was like?!?! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change my blog template and all. Sigh. No inspirations for now. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now, I'm in love with &lt;span style="color:#ff0099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOT PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) it makes a good pair with&lt;span style="color:#cc33ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;purple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I've just realised that, &lt;s&gt;my birthday&lt;/s&gt; falls on exactly &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; from now onwards. How fast, and I'm turning&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; seventeen&lt;/span&gt;. Moronic. &lt;em&gt;You can figure out why my name is spelt that way?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimbooley Kan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is going for her camp tmr, and she wants me to miss her hard, yes, I will :) (Kimmm, you must be smiling now) HAHAHA. I will miss you like duh, without you saying. Sorry, din't managed to meet you up yesterday, due to my cramps, @#!#$%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to my precious &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my masterpiece is indeed ugly, you might just wish to dump it into the trash bin after seeing it. My art sucks. I'm not at all artistic. Can't blame, blame inheritance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been really long ever since I last heard from my Precious, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eilis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Zhaolin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, bu yao nan guo hao bu hao. Wo ye zai pei ni nan guo. ): my hypy sucks. But, guess you could figure that out? I'm here, one week, seven days, 24 hours each day. Every minute, every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Lenee and Xueli tmr. Town shopping. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going insane too. My unhappy glands are reacting again.&lt;br /&gt;Am listening to &lt;strong&gt;Sentier De gloire&lt;/strong&gt;. A piece of good music.&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No one knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nobody.. Except me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114416457927321004?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114416457927321004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114416457927321004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114416457927321004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114416457927321004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/balmy-breeze-to-my-precious-number-one.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114407550546068696</id><published>2006-04-03T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T07:45:06.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;If I could turn my thousands of 'If Only' into reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; you will be my Prince.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall talk about my boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Half the day gone, cause I was sleeping, duhhh. Woke up at some late hours. Spent hours doing something for Number One. Turned out, hmm, not so fine, my ugly MASTERPIECE though. Well, my art has always been rotten bad since young. That might be the reason :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bimbo came, used my comp, she've got this pair of slippers... Well, I shan't comment, if not she will act like a Kingkong again, oops. I think rainy days are pretty cool, I love the rain whattt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just living my life away, just hoping that something exciting will pop out, perhaps something surprising, and then, I will smile like a kid. YEAH, till then, dream on lah ambitious Maybelle. (see I'm scolding myself again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to Honey, Cheer up alright, everything will turn out fine, so please :D okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Till the day you realise it all, I'll the perfect girl just for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114407550546068696?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114407550546068696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114407550546068696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114407550546068696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114407550546068696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/if-i-could-turn-my-thousands-of-if.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114399389857904399</id><published>2006-04-02T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T10:33:39.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EDITED/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better blog this before the day ends;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;u&gt;TENTH&lt;/u&gt; NUMBER ONE/HALF OF THE OTHER HALF DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The day may end, but not anything else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've replied the texts in my haloscan :D Thank you everyone for the words. And to (:, thanks for yr willingness to share with me your case, do reply my tag if you ever pass by my blog again (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all Readers, I won't let my blog turn mouldy even if I've no more readers (again still, perhaps I've none) The reason is, my blog is the only place I can whine, complain, pour out my griefs &amp; sorrows, sound so ?!?!?! Maybelle, stop it lahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very contented and satisfied with myself and everything this week (: Had five new tops, one new bottom, and a pair of shoes in total (: I love my Mango tee, it says &lt;strong&gt;"I'm lost"&lt;/strong&gt; quite true for me. See, I'm sprouting nonsense again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I will have more free time this coming week, cause no longer work for me, yay. Yesterday was my very last day, sales was good, hit incentives, and Meilan bought me a cake for farewell, it's so sweeet of her (: Chatted with Bim for two hours this morning, at wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home to catch Campus Superstar Finals :D YAY. Pretty nice. Pretty in love with Adriano too. -Slap face. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't go sun-tanning with that pok this coming Sunday, cause gonna celebrate &lt;strong&gt;Neoneo's&lt;/strong&gt; bday (: Sorry Cindial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously want to meet up with Chick, #1, Precious, Kim Kan, Desiree &amp;amp; Angeline(there's alot more) before my life gets busy when school starts ): WHEN WHEN WHEN AH LOVELIES?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT TO CATCH ICE AGE 2, ANYONE? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PHOTOS UPLOADED. Scroll down. Many say I look differently when I'm at work,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My question is "Really meh?!?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going for Tp's orientation camp from 13 Apr to 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114399389857904399?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114399389857904399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114399389857904399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114399389857904399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114399389857904399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/edited-better-blog-this-before-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114399895915424160</id><published>2006-04-02T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T10:29:19.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On my last day of work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only managed to grab these shots, cause that day was way busy ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(257).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28257%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERLINDA&lt;/strong&gt; :DD the girl who loves to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(258).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28258%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; MAY&lt;/strong&gt; :DD The girl who loves to laugh that horribly (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(259).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28259%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; It's us. Ugly women (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(260).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28260%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meilan&lt;/strong&gt; :DD She's one big mama. She's fast &amp; efficient. She rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(262).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28262%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're just trying to say that, "WE ROCK." (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After these shots, we choo shoo boo, went back to work. Many people whom I will miss. A long list.. Kingkong &amp;amp; mushroom are included. (Zhaolin you know you know, haha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114399895915424160?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114399895915424160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114399895915424160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114399895915424160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114399895915424160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-my-last-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114382126190626671</id><published>2006-03-31T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T08:07:42.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My favourite &lt;strong&gt;time&lt;/strong&gt; of every month is here. Bullshit lah, if you believe. Yes, it's the time when I need painkillers. Feeling super irritated and uncomfortable. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to many places today. Actually travelled from north to east, east to south. Woodlands to Tampines, Tampines to Katong, then Parkway parade. Hoiyoh. Crazy woman(Berlinda) spent alot, and for me, just one piece of top. Woah wow, Maybelle's so tight with her expenditure today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray hurray, last day of work for me tmr (: Time for a rest, bye The box.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I swear, I gonna say 'I miss work' in my posts sometime next week. (I'm like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; also, thanks for all the tags Lovelies (: including the passerbys &amp; anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;That episode has ended, I've put an ugly fullstop to it. So that's all for now. &amp;amp; to &lt;strong&gt;Stacy&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for yr quote (: Oh, I guess you have the correct person in mind. Oh, I do have supporters for that? Nvm, I dislike &lt;s&gt;piece of shit&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ZHAOLIN, give my suggestion a try k? Never give up! Will wait for your good news, let me know if you need any help (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be up to my monkey and chimpazee tricks tmr Dearests :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am super exhausted, gonna hug my bolster soooooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mense, damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114382126190626671?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114382126190626671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114382126190626671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114382126190626671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114382126190626671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-favourite-time-of-every-month-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114364585607819625</id><published>2006-03-29T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T07:24:16.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed this in my haloscan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"who's e some1 whom u will nv forgive? what had the person done? sorri, im jus being curious"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;thanks alot passerby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse I'm more than willing to answer your questions. Atleast, others won't think that I'm one who bear grudges, and to listen to what I've here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, this person, okay, let's call her &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Piece of shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (POS) Pos is the one who brought me the most hurts in my entire 16+ years of living. As in, hurts that none will think about, for example, being &lt;strong&gt;deceived&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;lied to&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;used&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; backstabbed&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;betrayed&lt;/strong&gt; and also a &lt;strong&gt;puppet&lt;/strong&gt; for her to use for hypocritism. Fate was cruel on me, cause it took a long time, before I realised her true wonderful &lt;u&gt;colours&lt;/u&gt;. Looking back at this history, I really hate &amp; blamed myself for being so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; for having too much trust in Pos, resulting myself in such unconditioned state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, who can I blame, no one but &lt;strong&gt;myself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is always &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unpredictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, full of unwanted surprises. &lt;em&gt;(such as, someone running to you, tell you Pos actually did this did that to you)&lt;/em&gt; I'm one who doesn't believe what others tell me, unless I've concrete proof, but wait till the day, you realised that what others were trying to say were true, you will find that you yrself is so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stubborn&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Firstly&lt;/em&gt;, for not listening to what others warn you, and &lt;em&gt;secondly&lt;/em&gt;, for trusting that particular someone so much. Who will be suffering the pain? No one, but just yourself. Whereas, the other party &lt;em&gt;(in my case, &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;),&lt;/em&gt; will be rejoicing in victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She've made me cry, caused me to an end, &amp;amp; almost finished, make me live my life in the dark dungeon, falling to the lowest point of my life, lastly, I've lost control of myself at the point of time. I thank God, for being back to what I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes, she's just nothing but a POS to me. Though you might have knocked me down in the past, but for the present, you suck like a straw. Unfortunately, I've never tell you this straight into your eyes. The reason is, I don't even want to take a look at your damn face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry Readers(perhaps no readers), to have sucha open 'insult' here, &amp;amp; also thanks to Passerby, for shooting me w the questions. Atleast, I can blog out my peace of mind. Now, all I can say is PHEW. It's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I believe someone out there would have been in this same boat as me before. Maybe to some, my case is just a minor one, but still, if you were me, you won't swiftly say that so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do leave a msg behind if you can feel how I feel. (or if you've any words to comment on)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114364585607819625?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114364585607819625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114364585607819625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114364585607819625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114364585607819625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114355811981065767</id><published>2006-03-28T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T07:02:00.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Apple or orange?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can figure this out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, hungry moron, ate up my delicious chocolate cake. &amp; now, I'm starving. Nevermind, it's time for me to go on diet also, feeling so fat &amp;amp; heavy recently, baluku.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate for evening jogs again. This time, IM DETERMINED TO SLIM DOWN OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;atleast 2kg ah, if not, I will bang the wall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed I've missed your calls today, Honey. Was at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Follow your heart." (I'm glad someone remembered what I've said to her once.) She rock lah. Rocker :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is super random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can laugh at me if you think that I'm silly. Laugh readers. ( or perhaps no readers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114355811981065767?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114355811981065767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114355811981065767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114355811981065767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114355811981065767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/apple-or-orange-if-you-can-figure-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114347664750805669</id><published>2006-03-28T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T08:26:59.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Migraine attacked me suddenly, head is spinning hard, gonna pom into bed after this. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114347664750805669?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114347664750805669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114347664750805669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114347664750805669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114347664750805669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/migraine-attacked-me-suddenly-head-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114347332010058443</id><published>2006-03-27T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T07:33:27.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;One two three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad that it was a false alarm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not strong, not at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I could remember, half the time my mind was asleep at the chalet. Seriously, my eyes are opened but my mind was completely shut. But still, I enjoyed being with those Lovelies :) &amp; I got waken up by Maryanne one &amp;amp; only loud pitched shout: "I BLACK JACK!" &amp; everyone just suddenly "Woah, who's that Idiot?" and started laughing away.. early in the morning. As for me, I felt as if smt pulled me up from my deep dreams. Mary must be dreaming that she's winning big money in her dream, well, that's all a dream Potter. K, dream on alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here I am, proudly doing a favour for my Dearest &lt;strong&gt;ZHAOLIN&lt;/strong&gt;, she needs me to announce to the whole world that, her birthday is coming, &amp; there will be a celebration on 9 April with the Lovelies (You know who you are), there's a tentative plan drawn up alr, interested parties pls contact Zhaolin (: If you guys don't go, she will X you. Oops. Don't forget, she's getting older, &amp; fiercer &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say that I'm reallly happy now, I'm neither unhappy nor happy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just accepting what fate God has given me (: &amp; I think, this is the taste of life.&lt;br /&gt;To accept, &amp;amp; to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there's this &lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt;, whom I will never forgive. However, I know it's a sin bearing grudges. Unfortunately, this someone doesn't deserve my forgiveness nor anything. She's a sucker, or worse than it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I've seen many of the Lovelies that I've been missing on recently, for example, I saw my Precious, Eilis today. haha, I'm still sly after all right? EILIS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to collect my medical report at Woodlands yet, &amp;amp; my Dad is lazy, he doesn't want to drive me there. How I wish I could fly there, since I'm a pig. It's so far after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, basketball session with Honey on Friday, yet to plan, so, you're going to do so right? hawhaw (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I've decided to register for Tp's orientation camp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fuck those unwanted feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114347332010058443?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114347332010058443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114347332010058443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114347332010058443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114347332010058443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-two-three-im-glad-that-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114347215852652294</id><published>2006-03-27T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T07:09:27.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/17131170033597l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/17131170033597l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I MISS THIS BUNCH OF PPL ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114347215852652294?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114347215852652294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114347215852652294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114347215852652294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114347215852652294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-this-bunch-of-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114334932985505880</id><published>2006-03-26T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T21:50:20.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You shot me down&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NINETH MONTH EVERYTHING (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so so exhausted and sleepy now. ): Lack of my beauty sleep :X Shall have a quick update of yest's happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Olsen and Limin at Compass, followed by Linsin. After which, me &amp; Olsen went to Sjc, waited for Soh to come. I wasn't in the mood of stepping into Sjc, cause we were alr late for Ac ): &amp;amp; I feel really weird. Bian hao yi asked me to go Compass to dine, so dined with she and ah yan (: After that, I headed homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed, headed to Somerset to meet Delphine &amp; Shirley. Went kbox, the fees they charged were high, yes, don't ever step into kbox on weekends k. Then, ZHIXIAN &amp;amp; SEAN came! (: gave them a hug each, it had been reallly long ever since I last met my Lovely ladaye! (: TEO ZHIXIAN (: &amp; I still remember the sweet looking retarded face that she did yest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Wayne, Krystal, Keith joined us. &amp;amp; Keith suggested to visit, &lt;em&gt;Old Changi Hospital&lt;/em&gt;, shivers :S&lt;br /&gt;After much decisions, yes, we headed there. Pitched dark. Police officers came, blah blah. Waited for Keith's frds for more than an hour. But, they were funny bunch of ppl. After which, entered the hopsital w a grp of ard twenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, shan't blog anything about the visit there, if anyone interested, ask me personally (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we saw gays, woah, hot figure, big boobs, sexy voice. eeek. then some issues happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home, slept ard seven in the morning. Yawns, I'm damn exhausted. Going for Mary's chalet soon, gonna enjoy, yay. &lt;s&gt;I'm tired inside out.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Pulau Ubin, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;k, I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114334932985505880?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114334932985505880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114334932985505880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114334932985505880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114334932985505880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-shot-me-down-happy-nineth-month.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114321817287141761</id><published>2006-03-25T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:39:56.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim came to my house in the afternoon (: cause she needs to do her documents. Went to Compass, dined at Sakura, with Chick! &amp; Bimbo! Laugh &amp;amp; laugh, went to the court too, four of us ate the jelly-like ice cream (don't know what is that called) atleast twice.Yummy (: I'm getting fatter ): Laugh alot during the session with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kim told me some shocking issues. Sigh, I wish I were there for her when she needed someone recently. Sigh, I hope those hurts wont happen again, if not, I swear, I will stand up for you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoiyoh, I feel like eating durian puffs suddenly, madness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Peggie just asked me to register for TP's 3D2N orientation camp, hmm, shall think about it, sounds fun, where ever there's fun, I will be sure that I'm there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about attending Sjc ac later, cause of some last min plans. However, I don't wish to abandon Olsen there ): Even if that's the case, I apologise first k, SORRY! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Honey is sly, I would like to have lunch with you too, but u're so sly, SOOO, no no NO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gonna hug my bolster soon, I'm damn exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Good night Dearests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114321817287141761?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114321817287141761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114321817287141761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114321817287141761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114321817287141761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-kim-came-to-my-house-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114317896443737110</id><published>2006-03-24T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:55:00.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dream Versus Reality&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't give a damn to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why must your fucking face appear in my dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I slept super early last night. &amp; didn't pick up Honey's &amp;amp; ___ calls. Then I did not reply Bitch and Olsen's msges. I remembered reading their smses then pom into bed again. Something's wrong with me, I felt a sudden sleepyness followed by... then I fall asleep. Worst of all, I dreamt of -, someone whom I dislike. Furthermore the dream is a nasty one. Brrr. Like I said before, she's my nightmare. Perhaps certain things are predestined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this disturbing issue. That is, why are Singaporeans THAT selfish and Kiasu. Scenario One; Rushing up the bus like as if the bus will run away, in addition, they push and squeeze their ways up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second scenario happened yesterday's night. An old senior citizen got up the bus, I noticed that none had the kind consideration to give up their seat to her, furthermore, she was carrying big heavy bags, &amp; she just kept on walking to the end of the bus. This got me into thinking, I bet they must have all their asses glued to the seats. !!! &amp;amp; so, I gave my seat to her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to be rude here, cause I really felt deep inside, picture yrslf in that scenario. Screw those passengers lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna be out to meet my bitch later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edited/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maysi called me while I was on the way home, she came screaming at the top of her voice, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"MAYBELLLE!!! I SAW BRYAN! (followed by screamings) He's so handsome!(screams somemore)!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; LOL. Alright, Maysi, I want see the photo you took with him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO ZHAOLIN&lt;/strong&gt; ( I know you will read this)Yesterday someone said that James is damn handsome, so charming, young, look like some tv star, and then even say that she wants him as her son. &amp; exaggerated more, saying her next life, she wishes to be his wife. Me &amp;amp; Lanlan were laughing our asses off. I couldn't even stand properly. Wish you were there to laugh with us. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr might be going back to Sjc AC. Olsen told me that many are going. yay (:&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Maryanne's chalet. Yay even more. WWW (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114317896443737110?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114317896443737110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114317896443737110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114317896443737110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114317896443737110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/dream-versus-reality-i-dont-give-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114304346393060200</id><published>2006-03-22T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:30:16.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May the Angels shine upon me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet Romance awaitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've plenty to say in this entry. But it depends greatly on my fingers, on how much they are willing to move. Alright, I'm mad. Hmm, today was way busy. However, I enjoyed it. Woke up ard eleven, &amp; I was supposed to meet Yumin at twelve sharp at Compass, and I was late by an hour, oops, &lt;strong&gt;SORRY K YUMIN&lt;/strong&gt; (: Was so pissed with those enrolment forms, argh. Went to take passport size photos, it always look ugly for my case ): haiyoh. Got sleepy eyes and round face, like an &lt;em&gt;egg tart&lt;/em&gt;. K, laugh at me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all the wayyyy to Woodlands for medical check up. Went for x-ray at Sata, the whole thing is reallly stupid and hilarious, (cause our top needs to be completely naked.) X-ray WHAT. &amp;amp; Yumin was duper shy. Had this coat on, very cooool :X &amp; the nurse asked me, "When was yr last period?'' Then I went huhhhhh. Cause I've no idea. Was feeling shy, a few males there. (There must be ppl thinking that,"since when will Maybelle be shy?!" now) K, nvm, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I find myself super slow today. Yumin realises events faster than me. HAHA. &amp; I got her having her legs on her head. Oh no. Both of us bought a bag each, so that means, I spent money again )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homed, then off to town to meet Del (: Dad fetched me to the Hougang station. Reached there early (: yay, am happy, cause I'm seldom early for any meetings or outings, as some of you know :X Walked ard Plaza Sing alone. Saw the movie, Kingkong on dvd. Watched a little, I love that show, reminds me of the Kingkong at my workplace, but sadly, she's not a friendly one though. eeeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Del, sat down at Tcc, order drinks and food. Their service was good (: The Oreo mocha beverage, thumbs up! (: The gratin is nice too, delicious, and I was damn full again. Spent another twenty bucks on food ): Del treated my the mocha (: Taught her maths. Though I aint that great at it either. I tried my best still (: Talked alot about certain issues, hmm, I want to &lt;strong&gt;fly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to Bangkok&lt;/strong&gt;, I want to shop like crazy there! Haiyah, I'm like building castles again, in the air LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then trained home, mum keeps rushing me home, cause she wants to go out, I hate Wednesdays lah. Honey called me, accompanied my journey home (: She was feeling down, HONEY, CHEER UP K, I will lend you my shoulders and ears (: Just hung down the phone a few mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's some words for the Specials (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I want to tell &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Von &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that, I miss her alot alot too! Chatted with her just now. Really glad to see her msg (: Von rocks. Will see you at Tp for orientation k! &amp; hopefully we can meet up soooon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cindial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s back, please take care of your finger k! (: So careless. You're silly. Later really break how! Still don't dare to see doctor. She's afraid of pain, must be ah :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; SIGH ): I cant see you at work anymore ): Esp, my mornings will be boring again, without my lesbian there. haiyoh. Strike toto then we go Bangkok shopping k! (: &amp; study hard for yr exam tmr k! You lazy pig. I will miss you like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; Dont be upset anymore. sigh. I'm veyr glad that you made me yr listener. Ofcourse I wont feel irritated by you, I rather you talk to me more, &amp; we can chat about anything under the sun. Cheer up Honey. 24/7 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bimbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; Ah Bim ah, sounds so awful HOR? Your 'story' just now was hilarious k! Mrs Poi must be silly enough to be fooled by you. haha! Oh, btw, why do you want me to go to Tm's popular? Must be up to nth good again. Okay, meet up soon! then dine at Tcc k. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr, morning shift, going bank with Mum early in the morning still. Always go bank, but the balance also never increase or what. !! Next week will be my last week of work. Gonna take a long rest before my poly life starts! Am excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Smt's eerie at my workplace. Eerie sounds every morning, hopefully no more tmr. Shivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel so random with my post today. There are alot of grammar errors. Nevermind, thats my language lah, get use to it will do, sorry Readers, (perhaps I've no readers at all, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114304346393060200?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114304346393060200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114304346393060200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114304346393060200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114304346393060200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/may-angels-shine-upon-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114287087451330795</id><published>2006-03-21T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:09:51.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TMD.&lt;br /&gt;Adriano is out. But nevertheless, I love his smile, his attitude towards the defeat. Hmm, thumbs up! Adriano rocks :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114287087451330795?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114287087451330795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114287087451330795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114287087451330795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114287087451330795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/tmd.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114286661201377377</id><published>2006-03-20T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:56:52.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am going for my medical checkup and photo shoot this coming Wed. &amp; marvellous Yumin din't book an appointment with the clinic today. @!@#%$^ Talked to Honey just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this reallly dashing &amp;amp; charming Japanese man last week, woah, even more handsome than Rain :X &amp;amp; I almost faint on the spot at that time. (haha, if you believe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADRIANO ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is super random. My brain is empty now, am very tired. If anyone wants to blog for me, feel free to ask me for my user and pw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights World (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114286661201377377?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114286661201377377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114286661201377377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114286661201377377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114286661201377377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-going-for-my-medical-checkup-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114277915372844068</id><published>2006-03-19T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:01:20.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img113.imageshack.us/my.php?image=precious8vj.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/6084/precious8vj.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Precious sent me this (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114277915372844068?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114277915372844068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114277915372844068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114277915372844068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114277915372844068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/precious-sent-me-this_19.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114275633356179688</id><published>2006-03-19T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T01:11:52.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The dreams were left behind.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Ultimate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from my 'breakfast'. Yes, look at the time now. Came home ard four plus in the morning, slept around five plus. Towned after work yesterday's night. Caught midnight show, &lt;strong&gt;Dorm&lt;/strong&gt;, the show is boring, I laugh more than covering up my eyes. -piak face (first time I'm so brave) Watched it with Bimbo, Duckie, &amp; Jiale. After the show, went to meet Wayne &amp;amp; Sean. Talk about some dirty stuffs, then some eerie stories (Hair stands). Wayne &amp; Sean are super gay. Black painted nails, eeek. Headed home at four, Wayne &amp;amp; Sinyee stayed over at my house. &amp; now, Wayne is in her lala land. Bim coming over to do homeworks at my house. &lt;strong&gt;Star Idol finals&lt;/strong&gt; tonight! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's overseas, Sis &amp;amp; Dad not home too. This house is so empty this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Next week gonna be fun. Chalets stayover, &amp; I want kbox, Wild wild wet, &amp;amp; club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go for my medical checkup soon, before the closing submission date. TP :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to my &lt;strong&gt;Neoneo&lt;/strong&gt;! Dont worry k, what you've been hoping for will come true (: Yes, I'm waiting for the good news from you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is for &lt;strong&gt;Honey&lt;/strong&gt;, since she's SO nice to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;HONEY ROCKS. and you're so sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( Ain't you smiling now?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shoppping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye World (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114275633356179688?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114275633356179688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114275633356179688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114275633356179688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114275633356179688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/dreams-were-left-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114252973402367160</id><published>2006-03-17T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T09:22:14.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Letting go of a failed relationship means that your one step closer to the one your meant for."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maysi told me this, she's very nice (: (Even though I've just known her for less than a day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;u&gt;durian&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could anyone figure out this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114252973402367160?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114252973402367160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114252973402367160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114252973402367160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114252973402367160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/letting-go-of-failed-relationship.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114252104055224067</id><published>2006-03-16T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T06:57:21.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(219).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28219%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pleasant time with Four Lovelies, Stacy, Linsin, Huiyan &amp; Sinyee!&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, didn't meet up with Kim in the end, cause we were late, well, nvm, Kimberley! I will be visiting your house someday k?! &amp;amp; yes, I love to hear Kim's sweeeet voice, like you said, even if it's for a minute (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spend the day this way.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;u&gt;Big Momma's house Two&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Damn hilarious, was laughing and laughing, till one part, when I almost couldn't catch my breath. I LOVE BIG MOMMA!&lt;br /&gt;And she said this, "Don't mess with Big Momma's babies!" She rockk.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, then Linsin &amp; Huiyan played this Mariokart? The game is interesting, I've some photos of it. Lol. Then both of them viewed multimedia X, wellllll (: Dirty lah. Then we were criticising someone's dressing, well, I think we were mean, very mean of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone said that she's a Rocker?!?! &amp; I'm a sucker. ha. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;I've promised to blog this out, Number One said this, "My boobs are big even when I lie down."&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoh. ( Who ask you to bite me for no reason! My sweet revenge, haw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Bimbo loaned magazines from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good day today (:&lt;br /&gt;That's all I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been sleeping rather late nowadays, at wee hours, I guess tonight will be the same, the phoneeee (: I just wants to exhaust myself. I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NIGHTS WORLD (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Thanks everyone for yr concerns, I'm glad that God answered my prayers, my dream is alr half-fulfilled (: Tp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; also, to those who are waiting for the posting/appeals results, I hope that they will get a satisfactory answer too (: Esp, to Zhaolin &amp; Maysi(Shernice) Never give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I suffered a breakdown last night, but, I'm alr fine now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114252104055224067?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114252104055224067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114252104055224067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114252104055224067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114252104055224067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/had-pleasant-time-with-four-lovelies.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114248749181214688</id><published>2006-03-16T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:40:31.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So bored and hungry last night, ran out of house at midnight, find someone, homed ard two plus, chatted with Bimbo thru phone, received Nyp's package too, look through my Temasek &amp;amp; Nanyang Poly's enrolment guide. Temasek poly, the school for me still. Slept at ard four am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum cleaned up the kitchen mess for me this morning, see how useless I'm, hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim just called me, gonna meet my Precious Gem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going out.&lt;br /&gt;Big Momma's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114248749181214688?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114248749181214688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114248749181214688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114248749181214688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114248749181214688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-bored-and-hungry-last-night-ran-out.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114243529193997391</id><published>2006-03-15T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T07:08:12.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'M SUPER FED UP WITH MY KITCHEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMED ALONE! ):&lt;br /&gt;Hairbo Mum &amp; Dad went clubbing, sisters not at home.&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, I'm super hungry, and very tired, I feel as if I gonna faint. Thus, I went out to the mini mart to get some food to cook at home. Well welllll, the spaghetti turned charcoal brown, and stick to the pan, argh, and the mozarella cheese I intended to use is alrdy mouldy,(eeeek.) in the end, I end up eating nothing, and dumping everything into the bin. Spent half and hour messing up the kitchen, and I guess I gonna spent perhaps another thirty mins cleaning it up?&lt;br /&gt;I'm duper angry with my kitchen lah, I swear I gonna hate cleaning it later. The pan is so lousy, and yet my mum is still able to cook delicious food. (Haiyah, I'm just blaming the pan for nth.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still duper hungry, guess my house is seriously in food shortage mode. @!#!$@% I will go to the supermarket and buy in bulk next time round. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's work was super fine (: Laughed alot at my Girlfriend, we're the Lesbians at work. She's so nice, called May, laugh and laugh. Me and Zhaolin almost couldn't take it. Her nonsense and dirty jokes, eeyerrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie outing with Lovelies tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I gonna see these people;&lt;br /&gt;Linsin&lt;br /&gt;Huiyan&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;Stacy&lt;br /&gt;Eilis&lt;br /&gt;Shamin?&lt;br /&gt;Kimberleykan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big momma's house (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still super irritated with myself and the kitchen, and I won't forget,&lt;br /&gt;the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhhhh, I dont want clean up the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Update later if I'm still in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is groaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114243529193997391?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114243529193997391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114243529193997391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114243529193997391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114243529193997391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-super-fed-up-with-my-kitchen-or.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114235047323476724</id><published>2006-03-14T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:35:59.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Edited/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M REALLY OVER THE MOON FOR NOW (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shocking surprise hit me fifteen minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;Upon receiving a package letter from my Dad, it's from Temasek Poly. The first thought that strucked me was, ''I might have successfully appealed to Business course at tp!'' As some of you know, I&lt;em&gt; thought&lt;/em&gt; I'm not selected for my first choice, which is Hospitality and Tourism management @ Tp, which got me really upset two weeks ago. &amp; I got into Nyp, Business Management. I thought that it's cause I'm too stupid, cause hospitality cop was 10?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not till now, this miracle shocked me, reallly surprised. The enrolment notice they gave stated that I'm enrolled into my first choice instead. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edited.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally figured out why, now I'm eligible for both courses, nyp and tp, ofcourse my dream course and school, the top priority (: Alvina enlightened me, she let me know that, I have more choices.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I've proved to be worthy of the course.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for everything. He have answered my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, if you think that I'm making a big fuss over this matter, cause to me, it's not just a trivial one, because this miracle brightens up my entire future.&lt;br /&gt;Just sharing my joy with my blog, and also to those who are willing to share it w me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114235047323476724?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114235047323476724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114235047323476724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114235047323476724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114235047323476724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/edited-im-really-over-moon-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114234878824366441</id><published>2006-03-14T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T07:20:36.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;One love, two hearts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ultimate one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got plenty to say, this shall depends on how much my fingers are willing to move.&lt;br /&gt;Visited Ikea (: shoppped, bought and contented. I'm really in love with shopping, perhaps spending money? As in, a larger amt of sum. Sadly, I can only do this once a week. Everyday, I'm just hoping that I'll strike rich, hawhaw, Maybelle, stop dreaming lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been hearing juicy news, hot gossips and interesting facts nowadays, esp, those about xxxxxxx, guess my hormones are just reacting lah, so don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, work tmr, and I'm seeing someone that I've been missing on for long. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If you ever ask me 'how are you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm neither happy nor sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;That's my answer Dearests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Someone told me to learn to accept and not escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes, I'm trying hard to do so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and also, blogging happy posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Suppressing my unhappiness totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114234878824366441?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114234878824366441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114234878824366441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114234878824366441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114234878824366441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-love-two-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114227365048595132</id><published>2006-03-14T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:14:10.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duckie is making me excited by telling me juicy stuffs about Adriano.&lt;br /&gt;I think he's rather adorable :)&lt;br /&gt;Box box me, can't sleep anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114227365048595132?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114227365048595132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114227365048595132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114227365048595132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114227365048595132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/duckie-is-making-me-excited-by-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114226104482350542</id><published>2006-03-13T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T06:44:06.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;My Dearest Jolene,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not do silly things to hurt yourself ever again alright? Promise me that. It shocked me when I see that text. Just remember, I'm here to care and listen, I'm just a phonecall or text away alright, 24/7. I don't want to see you like this anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114226104482350542?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114226104482350542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114226104482350542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114226104482350542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114226104482350542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-dearest-jolene-please-do-not-do.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114217830047260437</id><published>2006-03-12T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T07:45:00.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I hope I'll never&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fall for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello World (: I've plenty to say here. Starting with Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a meaningful day &amp; night at Changi,&lt;br /&gt;Changi beach, Changi Village and Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I was just basically slacking and idling, still, it's more than fun.&lt;br /&gt;A little burnt by the scorching sun, I'm happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sun &amp;amp; I simply love the breeze at the beach. Spent a whole afternoon close to the nature :) Took a few photos too, will upload them soon after posting this entry.&lt;br /&gt;The waves pounded rhythematically against the shores. Lied on the sand, with my eyes close, feeling the breeze and listening t my playlist, that's the best enjoyment I could ever get.&lt;br /&gt;A visit to the beach had lightened my troubled heart so much, I encourage those who are feeling down recently, to have a day out at the beach, and at the end of the day, you will feel much better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewed many aeroplanes, they were flighting low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, I love the &lt;strong&gt;sun&lt;/strong&gt;, beach, and nature alot :)&lt;br /&gt;More of such outing soon, perhaps this coming Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a filling dinner at Changi Village, yum yum, and in the night, sat &amp; lied down on the sand, star gazing. The stars were beautiful indeed. The night was very cold, brrr.&lt;br /&gt;Then went Candy Empire, bought candies (: Homed alr midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day spent at Changi, made me think through alot of happenings in life, be it happy or say ones, (but for me, sad ones) Yes, things happen for a reason, perhaps till then, will I understand the meanings of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try visiting the beach one day, and let yr heart out, pour yr sorrows into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, not forgetting to mention, Everything, and Bimbo made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today,&lt;br /&gt;went Ikea with &lt;strong&gt;Bimbo&lt;/strong&gt;. Din't meet up with &lt;strong&gt;Angeline&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Desiree&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm very sorry Desiree, I'm also upset not being able to meet you up. And from the tone in yr msg, I know that you're feeling low, but I'm here to let you know, be it rain or shine, I'm here to share yr feelings w you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also to &lt;strong&gt;Eunice&lt;/strong&gt;, try not to let those problems affect yr studies alright? I will pray that yr troubles and worries will all disappear into thin air in due time (: Take care Dearest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;, &lt;strong&gt;Cindial&lt;/strong&gt; is leaving for Thai tmr, May God watch over her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ziyi&lt;/strong&gt;; thanks for yr text today yeah? finally you've the chance to contact me (: Yes, outing will be soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to express for appreciation to those (you guys know who u're) who have shower me w care and concerns recently, thanks alot, I'm really glad that I have you Lovelies ard. My gems (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to mapleland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My greatest worry;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm afraid that I might fall for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm beginning to accept fate &amp;amp; face up reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114217830047260437?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114217830047260437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114217830047260437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114217830047260437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114217830047260437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hope-ill-never-fall-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218600059497948</id><published>2006-03-12T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:53:21.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only uploaded the random shots (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(181).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28181%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reaching our destination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218600059497948?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218600059497948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218600059497948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218600059497948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218600059497948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/only-uploaded-random-shots-reaching.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218610726147752</id><published>2006-03-12T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:55:07.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(182).4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28182%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee &lt;em&gt;broke&lt;/em&gt; the chair while alighting.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. hawhaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218610726147752?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218610726147752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218610726147752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218610726147752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218610726147752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/sinyee-broke-chair-while-alighting.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218621217979172</id><published>2006-03-12T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:56:52.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(192).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28192%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aeroplane flew past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218621217979172?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218621217979172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218621217979172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218621217979172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218621217979172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/aeroplane-flew-past.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218629762636738</id><published>2006-03-12T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:58:17.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(195).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28195%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo says it all (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218629762636738?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218629762636738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218629762636738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218629762636738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218629762636738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/photo-says-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218639590199969</id><published>2006-03-12T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:59:55.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(196).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28196%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218639590199969?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218639590199969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218639590199969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218639590199969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218639590199969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/afternoon-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218650162228588</id><published>2006-03-12T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T10:01:41.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(199).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28199%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218650162228588?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218650162228588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218650162228588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218650162228588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218650162228588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/evening-view.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218658774298796</id><published>2006-03-12T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T10:04:17.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(203).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28203%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218658774298796?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218658774298796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218658774298796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218658774298796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218658774298796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/waves.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218679435294838</id><published>2006-03-12T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T10:06:34.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(201).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28201%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nature (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218679435294838?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218679435294838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218679435294838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218679435294838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218679435294838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/nature.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114218695359169383</id><published>2006-03-12T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T10:09:13.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(204).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/200/Boo%28204%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Couldn't take shots of the stars in the night ): How I wish I have the stars. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114218695359169383?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114218695359169383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114218695359169383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218695359169383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114218695359169383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/couldnt-take-shots-of-stars-in-night.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114199421450915103</id><published>2006-03-10T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T04:37:58.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going under the sun tmr, I LOVE THE SUN :)&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To Simran; Yes, you might have given up hopes in yrself completely, but still, I'm here to let you know, do have faith in yourself and in fate, it's all God's arrangement, believe in Him and yourself. Hopefully, the day when you will :D like this, will come very soon. Cheer up my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114199421450915103?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114199421450915103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114199421450915103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114199421450915103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114199421450915103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-going-under-sun-tmr-i-love-sun-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114191874848636825</id><published>2006-03-09T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T07:39:08.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angel kisses.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was duper worried for my right eye last night. Got infected due to my lense, swollen red-shot eye, it was painful. Was very upset, because I'm afraid it won't get any better in the morning, &amp; that means I can't go to work. Went for the doctor in the morning, he charged me high fees, TSK. Four medicines for one eye. &amp;amp; two days mc too, however, I still went for work. Don't wish to last minute skip work, that will be so irresponsible of me. Furthermore, today is private sales, it would be busy, don't wish to abandon my Neoneo (: I love working with Linlin. And my eye got a little better after medications.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I can't wear lenses for a week ): that means, I will be half-blinded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I will be missing Simone alot ): (guess she won't be able to read this here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Bourgois eye shadow, a cardigan and Mango top today. I love to shop, but I hate to spend. Same thing, going out of house, feeling rich, coming home, feeling rather poor. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing the sun, I want to go under the sun soon, probably this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;yay, and my bloody period is over, can go for a swim soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Dorm' ANYONE interested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss these Juniors; Precious, Number one and Bimbo ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm ultra glad that we're still kept in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm trying hard to blog out happy posts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;have I succeeded in doing so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(I'm stopping myself from blogging out unhappiness from nw on.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILL THEN..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114191874848636825?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114191874848636825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114191874848636825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114191874848636825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114191874848636825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/angel-kisses.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114174476915638110</id><published>2006-03-07T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T07:23:14.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many many thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Angeline Poh&lt;/strong&gt; for visting me at work &amp; had a wonderful lunch with me, it had been ages ever since I last met you! I'm really happy to see you, and and, you owe me a Swensens treat, I want giant earthquake :D It is very nice of you to come all the way down to visit me, love love love :) I'm looking forward to this Sunday's outing w you &amp;amp; Desiree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;Cindial&lt;/strong&gt; for your concerns today :) Your text brightened up my day alot. As I said, you rock the entire honey stars universe. Hope to see you soon, perhaps this coming friday? (&amp;amp; please stop calling me a bitch, You busted.) Loves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and I have plenty yet to thank and express my appreciation to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will continue tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'll keep telling myself that I will be fine one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;perhaps, a day later, a week, or even a month, worse still, months or years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here, I say my little prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yes, &lt;strong&gt;May my life be as beautiful as a Rainbow&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114174476915638110?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114174476915638110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114174476915638110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114174476915638110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114174476915638110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/many-many-thanks-to-angeline-poh-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114165593701780581</id><published>2006-03-06T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T07:04:41.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thank this Special Person, you made me feel that I'm not alone last night :)&lt;br /&gt;(Be happy ah, I mentioned you here, and you don't have to shake yr ass, dance or be silly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another precious someone; Desiree, thanks for your constant concerns, I love you alot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend a night of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;the time flies like a bullet train.&lt;br /&gt;However, spend a night; tearing to the pillow,&lt;br /&gt;it seemed hell for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bleeding heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114165593701780581?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114165593701780581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114165593701780581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114165593701780581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114165593701780581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-thank-this-special-person-you-made.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114165632225320894</id><published>2006-03-06T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T06:45:22.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(167).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28167%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm desperate for this. Priced, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$39.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114165632225320894?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114165632225320894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114165632225320894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114165632225320894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114165632225320894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-desperate-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114165662442968614</id><published>2006-03-06T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T06:50:24.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/Boo(169).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/Boo%28169%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be great if I have one of that stuffies there (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114165662442968614?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114165662442968614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114165662442968614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114165662442968614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114165662442968614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-would-be-great-if-i-have-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114156934415690943</id><published>2006-03-05T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T06:40:13.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Life won't be the same anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stumbling across this rocky road.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A road of no end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BLOG OUT HOW I FEEL! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't been going smoothly for me yet again. Realising that my happy days did not last for more than a fortnight. 'Is this the kind of life I'm destined to?' I've tried hard to keep myself happy, struggling to do so, but still, I fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I fall, I've managed to pick myself up, and learn from the mistakes/experiences.&lt;br /&gt;However, do anyone notice that, the more you fall, the weaker you are?&lt;br /&gt;This is the case for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived a week's of happiness, and paid back with two weeks, a month or even longer periods, soaking my days in tears, bottling my unhappiness. I'm &lt;u&gt;tired&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I find it hard to even let someone know about the issues bothering me, it's hard because I don't know how to put everything exactly in words, there's too much to be said and to let one understand. And perhaps, at the end of the day, I will find myself in tears again.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, is it better to be said or not said? I'm contradicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I chose the path of keeping everything to myself, just me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their weaknesses; my biggest weakness is, I do not know how to express myself, so that others could understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sigh, I have no idea how to express my feelings through here, the keyboard can't possibly feels how I feel and blogged it out? My heart is aching, and a feeling of tense is running through me, this is how I put into words, BUT, can anyone really feel how I'm feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I guess no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope now is, to find someone who can really understand and feel what I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people tends to think that they know someone well, but in actual fact, they do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Here's a question, what it means when I'm keeping quiet?(and looking at a direction away from you) I need an answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's a saying;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; friend walks in when the whole world walks out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will my true friend appear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I will be frank,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;dying thoughts have been racing through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114156934415690943?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114156934415690943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114156934415690943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114156934415690943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114156934415690943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-wont-be-same-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114148731214432637</id><published>2006-03-04T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T07:54:51.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Take it, and you will be freed"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling down, extremely down now.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish to take a suicide pill,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bottled up, so suffocated within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I thought about ____, my heart will start to sink,&lt;br /&gt;I felt the pain, each and everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what's happening inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;what I seemed on the outside is all fake.&lt;br /&gt;How long more to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone ever understand, how it feels to tear to bed every night,&lt;br /&gt;and having swollen eyes the next morning. Thats my frequent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to it, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions all mixed up,&lt;br /&gt;just give me a suicide pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No one knows about anything, no one would care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I will be fine, I'm strong enough to take all these..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114148731214432637?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114148731214432637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114148731214432637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114148731214432637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114148731214432637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/take-it-and-you-will-be-freed-im.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114139665522631324</id><published>2006-03-03T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T06:37:35.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cramps are killing me. This is the time when I need painkillers again. My goodness ):&lt;br /&gt;Could someone tell me what to do! Bloody hell. That is affecting my mood. Roarrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To my Dearest Everything;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Don't bother about that person yeah? That person has got no life at all, just despise whatever she had done to you k? Then forgive and forget (: Don't worry, cheer up, I'm here to listen to the worries, grumbles, and rants (: Love youuuuu plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is really wrong with me, nah, I won't figure out why either, perhaps I will never find the right answer, simply because I'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just upset for the whole of today )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and good bye everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114139665522631324?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114139665522631324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114139665522631324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114139665522631324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114139665522631324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-cramps-are-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114134896727199514</id><published>2006-03-03T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T17:22:48.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn disappointed in myself ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more dream school nor dream course.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114134896727199514?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114134896727199514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114134896727199514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114134896727199514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114134896727199514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-damn-disappointed-in-myself-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114130948253838694</id><published>2006-03-02T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T06:24:42.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Every mistake I made,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying hard to learn from it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous Yumin is cursing me from finding my document which I need to log in to my account tmr, to check my posting result. Arghhh. Alright, I'm worrying now, where the hell had my form gone to ): Come out come out where ever you are lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are waiting for the posting results, you can refer to this website for the details: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://app.sprinter.gov.sg/data/pr/20060228991.htm"&gt;Posting results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Sharon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a must to blog about what happened at work today; it was &lt;em&gt;interesting, funny and tiring&lt;/em&gt;!My goodness. I was very very duper super &lt;em&gt;sleepy&lt;/em&gt;, till I fell&lt;em&gt; asleep&lt;/em&gt; while I'm in the store, thank goodness it's during my break time, hawhaw, so stupid. And also, had sex talks with my colleagues, haiyohhh, inside jokes, damn hilarious, laughed till I'm seriously awake after that. I will tell you the details if you come and ask me. Zainab's jokes were the best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at around 4am today's morning, I toss and turn in my bed for two hours, omg, and I went to work like a panda; just like Ida, and both of us looked at each other, smiled and then yawned. Funnaye she. Kingkong seems to be ultra nice to me today, so weird. I just love my workplace, not alot, just a little (:  But but, I MISS WORKING WITH &lt;strong&gt;ZHAOLIN&lt;/strong&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, I can say YAY and PHEW, cause I will be off from work for three days (: like finalllly!&lt;br /&gt;Swimming and evening jog tmr with &lt;strong&gt;Bimbo&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously mad, I'm like half dead nowadays, and still, tmr I'm gonna swim and jog? (my mum was amazed.) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to rejoice about, and I'm proud of my 'achievement', I've managed to level up last night! Ya lah, in wonderful Maple story, took weeks to level up, was racing against time and my keyboard last night, haha. And also, actually, almost half the level was played by Sinyee, thanks ah (: I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly have an urge to go overseas, I wanna go shopping at Bangkok, just my little wish, I have got bigger ones, but wait till I'm capable of saying, then I will, if not, it's just like empty cheques and brats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this entry is longgg enough, yawns. I have plenty of stuffs to complete before I can tuck myself into bed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TATA, NIGHTS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Guess I'm already used to the life I'm in, that's great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;But I feel a little weird in this situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114130948253838694?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114130948253838694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114130948253838694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114130948253838694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114130948253838694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/every-mistake-i-made-im-trying-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114122792089180659</id><published>2006-03-01T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T07:45:21.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; limelight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;KIMBERLY CHICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Sixth Month Naughty :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an invisible 29th (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half-broken hearted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bleeding weapon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, here sitting right infrt of this screen, I'm feeling so @!#!$@, but, I'll be fine soon. perhaps it's cause of that show. Well, my dream girl(If only I'm a pl lah) is out of the competition, I think someone else odd to be kicked out instead. Well, nevermind, shan't get so affected by it. Moronic, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, work is fine still :) But I'm pretty upset, cause my legs are beginning to ache, specially after one night's rest, goodness, it will get worse. I need some kind of massaging chair soon. hawhaw. Am going for a jog this coming fri (: This time round, I'm increasing my rounds for sure. After last week's run, I realised my stamina decreased alot. I'm upset by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I'm looking forward to this weekend. Saturday, I really wish to appear at two places at the same time, yeah right, wait till I master how to do so, then it will be so heavenly, stop dreaming, Maybelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Dearest Bimbo just now :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, gonna get my posting results soon, hopefully I can get into Tp, and my dream course, HTM. And also, I cant wait for Poly life to start (: The orientation camp and my chances to make new friends (: YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Number One.&lt;br /&gt;The Ninth month will come in 14 minutes time.&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;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114122792089180659?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114122792089180659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114122792089180659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114122792089180659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114122792089180659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-limelight-for-today-kimberly-chick.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114113912646556783</id><published>2006-02-28T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T07:05:26.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I wish upon a star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May life be as beautiful as it can be;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114113912646556783?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114113912646556783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114113912646556783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114113912646556783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114113912646556783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/now-i-wish-upon-star.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114113536610589502</id><published>2006-02-28T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T06:06:40.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's so humorous and fascinating, aint it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something to share, I can't take it anymore. I'm just wondering why are some males so disgusting?(Sorry to say, pardon me) My goodness, there's these particular two men working at my workplace, and eveytime they walk pass(or perhaps STROLL pass) level one, pls note; Level one is the Ladies department, they will give people the 'dashing' pose(ha ha, like real), really, their actions are so exagerrating, for example, touching their hair, adjusting their attire; as if people are willing to even take a glance at them, yes, I'm the dumbo, because, their exagerrated actions caught my damn attention, and after by judging the way they walk, I realised that, they must have had high self-esteem? Really, I don't mean to laugh at them or make a fool out of em, but I really find them so 'interesting', thus, just to share (: And also, they don't just walk here and there once, it's umpteen times in a day, my eyes are alr sick of their silly actions, tongue out :D&lt;br /&gt;(Picture yrslf in that situation, and you will have yr hair all standing :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm happy with my life now?&lt;br /&gt;Or, perhaps not?&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to think of an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think I'm cold to you yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm sorry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114113536610589502?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114113536610589502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114113536610589502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114113536610589502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114113536610589502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-so-humorous-and-fascinating-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114096827328598646</id><published>2006-02-26T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T07:37:56.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY EIGHTH MONTH DEAREST&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;EIGHTH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever since, twosix June zerofive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've made clear of my decision and views towards this someone.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i do bear grudges against you, for what you've said behind my back, and also to harm me. Totally disappointed, no, I don't hold any hopes for you either, frankly speaking, you're a loser in my eyes. Fat and short, I don't see anything in you. Better get it clear. Hypocritical personality of you, I simply despise. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck die you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry to make sucha open insult here. I'm just being frank with myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cause you've pushed my limits too far.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114096827328598646?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114096827328598646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114096827328598646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114096827328598646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114096827328598646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-eighth-month-dearest-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114092161407180376</id><published>2006-02-26T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T18:40:14.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed I've been very frank with you nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Why ain't I in bed at this time? Simply cause of You, disturbing my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes, I do love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114092161407180376?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114092161407180376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114092161407180376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114092161407180376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114092161407180376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/dear-blog-i-guessed-ive-been-very.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114079101100535555</id><published>2006-02-24T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T06:23:31.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for a evening jog just now. Am feeling stressed up and a little down ): Was thinking about certain issues while jogging. Tomorrow, going for an afternoon swim with Bimbo. Hopefully, the water could wash away my sorrows. (yeah, you wish lah, Maybelle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Kimberley, I'm not an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;and I miss you alot alot too.&lt;br /&gt;Precious Gem rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114079101100535555?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114079101100535555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114079101100535555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114079101100535555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114079101100535555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/went-for-evening-jog-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114078776453970987</id><published>2006-02-24T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T05:30:50.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Each and everytime I'm in love,&lt;br /&gt;the lover will always be a flirt.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is the life instored for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fated to drown myself in tears,&lt;br /&gt;Uncountable sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I choose to tell none about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very strong indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114078776453970987?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114078776453970987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114078776453970987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114078776453970987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114078776453970987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/each-and-everytime-im-in-love-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114070560331066727</id><published>2006-02-23T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T06:51:43.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Guardian Angel.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your existence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my beautiful World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: Am backed from work. Work today was rather bored bored bored, Kim was tired, thus, she dint want to talk to me ): How bad can she be? hmm, joking anyway. Had fun talks with Ida and my new friend, Limin (: Saw the filming of don't-know-what show, host by Mark Lee and Irene Ang, and saw two Singaporean singers, but sadly, no Stefanie or JJ. Crowds followed them like madness. Super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with those colourful bears sold somewhere near my workplace. Super adorable. They are available in assorted colours, &lt;strong&gt;pastel&lt;/strong&gt; colours (: I will grab them home sooooooon. However, my pocket has a hole now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece of news, I just got to know about it yesterday's night. I think I'm really slow and outdated with the news nowadays; was told about the Nanyang Poly's disgrace, I guess most of you guys have heard before, or came across the news? (I'm just slow lah, haha) I think the girl is the victim or rather, she caused herself all the troubles and humiliation. One thing I picked up from the story, just to share, multi-functional phones can be more of a disaster, dont underestimate the use of high technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am reading this long long story, it's bringing me to tears, though I'm only at Part 5, the story has a total of 34 parts, like woah, and my tap is getting looser, I'm too emotional ): Bimbo gave me this link, she's also reading it. I gonna finish reading this story before going off. You guys can take a look, it's really a meaningful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://universalbuddy.tripod.com/story.htm"&gt;READ (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to turn your speakers' volume up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take care Lovelies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Each and everytime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I seemed to be falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you said you will catch me hard when I fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So are you gonna do so now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sorry to *******,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the answer from me will be a no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's better to be what we are now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114070560331066727?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114070560331066727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114070560331066727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114070560331066727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114070560331066727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-guardian-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114062464138286001</id><published>2006-02-22T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T08:10:43.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished watching Star Idol results show. I'm glad that Alicia is in the top four now. But sadly, Jacqueline is out. Think she've got the potential to be a great actress. Work is very fine today, time flies very quickly (: Laughed alot, esp when Zhaolin told me about something, super hilarious, laughs. Now, I'm eyeing on something from Esprit, Red Earth. Wait till I get my pay ):&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Soon, you will be noone to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Feelings fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I want to get you out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;If only you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The drowning sorrows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114062464138286001?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114062464138286001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114062464138286001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114062464138286001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114062464138286001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-finished-watching-star-idol_22.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114053494634563222</id><published>2006-02-21T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T07:15:46.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/1600/classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1370/405/320/classroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss kinda miss this classroom alot ): Thinking of it makes me yawns. Guess where am I? K, this is dumb. I miss Four Grace'2005. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I'm the one right at the middle.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114053494634563222?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114053494634563222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114053494634563222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114053494634563222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114053494634563222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-kinda-miss-this-classroom-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114052796771587886</id><published>2006-02-21T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T05:22:32.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a pleasant and wonderful day today (: With my Dearest Kim and Sharon. Spent my time WALKING(and I mean alot.), laughing, grumbling, arguing(with Xiangli also). Kim told me this at the end of the day, ''I came out of the house feeling rich, and now, I feel poor!'' Funnaye. It's true, I'm feeling so @#$%!^ now, cause of my expenditure ): Sharon's laughters were as gorilla-ed as before, and there were times went we went, bursting into gorilla laughters. K, both of them made me smile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up duper early today's morning. My interview for the Hospitality course went well. Phew. Hopefully, I would be chosen, Maybelle Maybelle, please have faith in yourself!!!!! I'm lack of confidence!&lt;br /&gt;Went home, changed then out to meet the Lovelies. We had dated each other once again this coming Friday, for a reason, (details shan't be said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I'm missing you you you, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a question here, can anyone tell me what it means to &lt;em&gt;dream about one &lt;strong&gt;particular&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;dog&lt;/u&gt; every single night&lt;/em&gt;? (it have been for nights; this particular dog just appear in my dreams.) It's scaring me off. Solve my dream :X I can say that I'm desperate for the answer, cause this is freaking me off :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Happiness is when, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I see nothing of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hear nothing of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I dream nothing of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think nothing of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;A simple little wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I just want you out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114052796771587886?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114052796771587886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114052796771587886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114052796771587886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114052796771587886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/had-pleasant-and-wonderful-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114044371774295410</id><published>2006-02-20T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T05:55:17.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am going for my dream course interview tmr. Hopefully everything would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I've no confidence of myself. After that, towning with Kim and Sharon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST CHICK (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SHEN RI KUAI LE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is really wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;only heaven knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114044371774295410?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114044371774295410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114044371774295410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114044371774295410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114044371774295410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/am-going-for-my-dream-course-interview.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114036350372649981</id><published>2006-02-19T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T07:38:40.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;May the angels shine upon us.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bad prediction, that something bad is going to happen on me. I'm feeling rather awful and weird now. However, I just cant figure out what's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the nightmare last night..&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, seriously I'm.&lt;br /&gt;Who will be the one there to hear me out?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, no one.&lt;br /&gt;The fears that are held within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm still having nightmares about you, I asked myself this question several times, ''Are you completely out of my life yet?'' The answer I came to is, a 'yes'. But having nightmares about you, shows that I've not yet, successfully get you out of my life. Sigh, I know that this is contradicting. I'm feeling so !#$%^&amp;* inside of me, &lt;strong&gt;can anyone understand how I feel?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question now is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You promised me this last winter, will you still hold on to your promise?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent off the last bloody ex-lover, came another one.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I'm not gonna let the history repeats,&lt;br /&gt;nor gonna cry over anyone not worthy of my tears.&lt;br /&gt;I would never want to enter that dark dungeon again.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever know how awful and upsetting my past is.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be selfish, I just want to defend myslf from getting hurt, once again.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, I'm alrdy hurt by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not brooding over the past, cause it had taught me valuable lessons,&lt;br /&gt;looking back at it, I could just sigh and cry. Perhaps, that person has never even thought of how badly my life was ruined by her.  It is said that, every chapter of one's life, there's always a reason for you to smile and frown, but I found the chapter full of frowns, no memories for me to even glance back at it and give myslf a comfort smile. I could just pity myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the past.&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, and I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;and found another of the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your happiness is my root of a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114036350372649981?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114036350372649981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114036350372649981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114036350372649981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114036350372649981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/may-angels-shine-upon-us.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114036389513663711</id><published>2006-02-19T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T07:45:01.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darling told me that she have got a 'BOYFRIEND'. Tmd. By the name of Ah Wei. So unfair, and then now then she let me know. So sly. I gonna see her getting attached soon. Ah! then Darling will love Ah Wei more than me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I've blogged this out, Darling gonna kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114036389513663711?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114036389513663711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114036389513663711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114036389513663711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114036389513663711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/darling-told-me-that-she-have-got.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114027042631256137</id><published>2006-02-18T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T06:14:16.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm talking to Darling, and she have got a dirty little secret,&lt;br /&gt;yay, only I know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alittlemsgtoSinyee,Pleasecheerup,ifyouthinkthatnoonecares,thenwhoim?Iwouldnothavecabbeddwntofindyouttnight,youworriedme,justtthatyoudintknow.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerup,andidon'twishtoseeyourswolleneyesanymore.Sm:)e,I'malwayshere,yoursmileismycomfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114027042631256137?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114027042631256137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114027042631256137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114027042631256137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114027042631256137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-talking-to-darling-and-she-have-got.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114018824773568721</id><published>2006-02-17T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T07:43:48.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling duper sleepy now. Almost doze off while standing at my workplace, simply too exhausted. And yay, finally, tgif (: Cabbed home for the whole of this week, cause of my tiredness. I'm gonna spend my four off days meaningfully. In addition, shopping session with Darling on Tuesday, and a secret to reveal, Darling wants to go for ZA Spring/summer make up session! Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've no idea what has gotten into me, I felt as if I'm a completely different person, I feel weird. Forget it, I ain't gonna think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a happy bottle I am;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as strong as I seemed to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114018824773568721?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114018824773568721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114018824773568721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114018824773568721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114018824773568721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-feeling-duper-sleepy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114010741829509406</id><published>2006-02-17T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T08:35:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised I can't communicate with my parents at all. Not even my mum. Wth. I wonder why can't she understand what I'm doing? I guess she doesn't even use her brains to think. A pleasant conversation ended with black faces. Sigh, I'm duper pissed and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to bring her to watch I Not Stupid Too, let her get some facts right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114010741829509406?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114010741829509406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114010741829509406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114010741829509406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114010741829509406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-realised-i-cant-communicate-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114010304666949630</id><published>2006-02-16T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T07:17:27.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, just ate my cup noodle (: sour spicy.  Hmm, I've no idea what to blog about actually. Bought bras from Young hearts and a drop waist pants from Giordano. I will admit that I'm attarcted to the word 'Sales', haha. Was rotting at work half of the time, grumbling and complaining. Oh yes, my Dear Sharon came! and she was sweet, she gave me a lovely thang as my Vday's gift. How belated uh (: Took prints with my dear Shar andIda, I swear, the whole process was superb funnny. It had been long indeed, ever since the last time I stepped into the Prints shop. After work, cabbed home with Zhaolin again, taxi uncle was nice (: Didn't go to the bank today, cause I overslept. Sigh, I really need more sleep, Maybelle seems to be exhausted almost everyday! Yeah, I admit, I'm a pig (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workplace has a Kingkong and mushroom (:&lt;br /&gt;And that's so not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon's personal msg is making me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like killing you, cause you're irritating,&lt;br /&gt;I'm offended by your actions and your words esp, that day.&lt;br /&gt;show me respect will you?&lt;br /&gt;hopefully I will never see you again.&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak.&lt;br /&gt;That's random btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114010304666949630?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114010304666949630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114010304666949630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114010304666949630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114010304666949630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-just-ate-my-cup-noodle-sour.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-114001656501464277</id><published>2006-02-15T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T07:16:10.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished watching Star Idol results show. Right, Bryan's back. I got so emotional till my tap went a little looser, at the part when Lincoln cried like a baby. Frankly speaking, I think Lincoln is kinda cute. Nevertheless, I support Alicia in this idol game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work kinda sucks today, cause it was quiet. However, I gossiped alot :X Cabbed home with Zhaolin. Am applying for debit card tmr. Thinking of having mini shopping tmr, yes, little capital, small expenditure ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna see my Dear Sharon tmr, yay, Great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;u&gt;Happy&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-114001656501464277?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/114001656501464277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=114001656501464277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114001656501464277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/114001656501464277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-finished-watching-star-idol.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113992876430620116</id><published>2006-02-14T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T07:02:32.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY 2006!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, I'm contented yet tired. I'm truthfully satisfied for who I am and what I have now, regardless of how much sadness I've, it would all be erased when I see my Lovelies(You guys know who you are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was fine today (: Time flies rapidly, really wanna express a BIG thank you to&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; Yumin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Olsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for spending your time to visit my at work, really sorry for making you both to wait for so long, till I knock off. I'm sorry! Hope you both din't hold it against me (:&lt;br /&gt;And also thanks &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sharon&lt;/span&gt; for visiting me too (: and I miss you alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I will never forget to mention this, THANK YOU TO:&lt;br /&gt;Eilis&lt;br /&gt;Enen&lt;br /&gt;Huiyan&lt;br /&gt;Linsin&lt;br /&gt;Pamela&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;for visiting at Tampines, I hope the dinner I had with you all is filling enough (:&lt;br /&gt;Surprised yet happy.&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the trouble caused ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, thanks for the gifts that I've received from these Lovelies today,&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;Linsin&lt;br /&gt;Sauyan&lt;br /&gt;Sinyee&lt;br /&gt;Zhaolin&lt;br /&gt;Chick&lt;br /&gt;Yumin&lt;br /&gt;Olsen&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Minpei&lt;br /&gt;Eilis&lt;br /&gt;Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're indeed wonderful (:&lt;br /&gt;It not the quantity that matters, it's the thought that counts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry, the roses are thriving (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are lines which I saw in the gifts&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; meaningful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am always here for you okay? Even if the sky drops.I'll be here! I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Counting how many spoons there are in this world would be how much I love you!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'' MAYBELLE! haha, aiyah, I DONT even have to tell you how much I love you, you also know already hor!HAHA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Seven wishes, five hearts.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"....We're cool girls!''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two hearts, One love.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''The day you left, I thought my Other half was gone.''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''You are the moon and I will be the stars surrounding you.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guess who?! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thanks those who've spent time doing my quiz (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously tired ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;If I were to bother about your prescene, I would have died of anger long ago.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113992876430620116?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113992876430620116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113992876430620116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113992876430620116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113992876430620116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-2006-all-i-can_14.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113985230389647681</id><published>2006-02-14T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T09:38:24.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Naughty Yumin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the quiz! BOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Yawns, I'm feeling duper tired now, just completed doing up the Vday's gifts for my Lovelies, gonna meet them before they go to school, hopefully I can wake up early in time(looking at the time now), otherwise, I will really regret. Hopefully my sincerity will be appreciated. On morning shift tmr, guess I will just doze off half-way at work. Knocking off at 630pm(: Yumin, Olsen and Sharon gonna visit me(: Lastly, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to all the lovers globally.&lt;br /&gt;And, also, to my Valentine for the day. &lt;em&gt;(Sigh, I won't get to see you! Take care.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eilis&lt;/strong&gt;, my Top Scorer for my quiz (:&lt;br /&gt;Do try it if you're bored, at the right hand side of the web.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113985230389647681?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113985230389647681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113985230389647681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113985230389647681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113985230389647681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/naughty-yumin-cheated-in-quiz-booo.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113976371739474784</id><published>2006-02-13T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T09:01:57.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Done up a quiz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wish to see how much my friends know about me, do it if you feel bored, yes, plainly just for entertainment. The questions are boring though. However still, try it (: Link at the right side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113976371739474784?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113976371739474784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113976371739474784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113976371739474784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113976371739474784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/done-up-quiz-wish-to-see-how-much-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113975900418618978</id><published>2006-02-12T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T08:12:59.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coughing hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All day, all night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO WORLD, I'm feeling sick now. Especially, the sudden come back of my coughs. Coughing my heart and lungs out. Need to see the doctor for medication soon, because it's getting worser ): unfortunately. Currently, I'm rather troubled over my JPSAE application. I'm done with my JAE application already. Due to certain courses that I chose on, requires certain specifications and talents, thus, I have to go through the JPSAE application too, sigh, how troublesome is it? If you know what's the appplication about, you will have your hands all over your face and head. Silllly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling well, my eyes are closing ): However, I wanna express my thankfulness to those Lovelies who sent their concerns and regards to me over the past days. Yupp, you all had boost my confidence level up, I'm no more upset over my results, perhaps just a little. THANK YOU SWEETHEARTS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm finally done with my Vday's shopping. K, exceeded budget. Hopefully, my Lovelies will like those gifts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THIS SONG, LI XIANG QING REN, BY RAINIE, YANG CHENG LIN IS PRETTY NICE. I like it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Lastly, I've a wish, I hope that my Valentine will be strong through this period of time, I know that you're very upset, I promise, that I will always be here with you, and to shelter you. Be strong (: HUGS (Pssst, you know who you are!) &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;- advised me to forget about the torturing past, I know what - mean, sorry for everything, for now, I just don't wish to talk about L.O.V.E issues. A brand new beginning started for me. I'm happy this way. &lt;s&gt;None will be able to see the miseries in me&lt;/s&gt; A Bottle Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;/Seventy-six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113975900418618978?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113975900418618978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113975900418618978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113975900418618978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113975900418618978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/coughing-hard-all-day-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113971525767784307</id><published>2006-02-12T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T19:34:18.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found out that I'm actually eligible for my dream course :) However, I can't rejoice yet though, cause I still must go through some selection process and interview??!?! Alright, I will give my best at it, just to get a place in the course, at Temasek Poly (: Spent my entire day with my Bimbo yesterday, from afternoon till midnight, she's totally nuts, wanted to catch a midnight movie, but, no tickets. Din't go for club with those Lovelies, bet they had fun last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, lastly, to include, I'm done with my selection of courses, the twelve choices, but I've yet to key in the form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off for breakfast :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If you were to ask, I will answer truthfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113971525767784307?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113971525767784307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113971525767784307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113971525767784307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113971525767784307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-found-out-that-im-actually-eligible.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113957512912276620</id><published>2006-02-10T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T04:38:53.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disappointing grades.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Duper affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: Please do not ask me anymore about my results, I'm upset enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met clique at Compass, headed to school.&lt;br /&gt;Was drenched on the way back from Rivervale Mall.&lt;br /&gt;Saw plenty of schoolmates (Esp, those whom I've not been seeing for ages.) Was super hyper, went around hugging them (: Esp, Felicia, she's simply so huggable! :) Sigh, I miss those Lovelies! Saw my Everything too, she still look the same, the bubbly and talkative her. Can't really remember much, the only image that I could recall is, me, jumping about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreadful part came. I did not have high confidence in myself, just hopping to pass with a satisfying grade. However, when Miss Lim told me that I'm only eligible for poly, tears came out of my eyes, tried to hold back (thinking of running to the Ladies to let out my emotions, but still..) Yes, 'eligible for poly?' merely just a remark, but it meant alot, that means, I did not do well enough. My heart sank. And my tank just went loose, looser and looser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked at the result slip, saw a &lt;s&gt;seven&lt;/s&gt;, oh my, I swear I gonna hate that number alot. sigh. Unexpected results, unsatisfying grades, &lt;u&gt;the tap burst&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Compass Point, Yatling treated us Earthquake at Swensens. THANK YOU  (: sigh, I ain't rejoicing, half the time there, I spent busy with my phone, answering calls and replying texts, my heart was uber heavy at that moment. Many were asking me about my results, and all that I could answer is, ''Bad, rotten, sigh, disappointed ):'' Thank you many for the concerns, sigh, Maybelle isn't smart enough to bring you guys good news ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, totally in foul mood, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised a saddening point; &lt;s&gt;IM NOT ELIGIBLE FOR MY DREAM COURSE!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hospitality and Tourism Management&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm out for that ):&lt;br /&gt;And now, I have totally no idea what course to take, &lt;em&gt;God Bless Maybelle&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent an hour or so browsing the cd-rom which the school gave, it brought back much memories of my Secondary school life, especially, the Sec 4 life. The photos, words, songs and videos, flashed back many sweet memories that I had with my schmates, I really miss them alot. Received the leaving certificate, my testimonial from Miss Lim; marked the official full stop to my four years of Secondary school life, I spent the best times of my life there (: I will miss it, and always miss it.&lt;br /&gt;My sweetest goodbye, Sjc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maybelle is in an upset mood, nothing gonna bring it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;My disappointing results ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113957512912276620?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113957512912276620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113957512912276620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113957512912276620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113957512912276620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/disappointing-grades.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113949931045534654</id><published>2006-02-09T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T07:35:10.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tomorrow; my doom day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The issue is a big thing to many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY SEVENTH MONTH TO MY HAPPYNUT! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm glad I have you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My days are always bright with you around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You're the funniest nut I could ever find in the entire universe (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ISLLYHP! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh my oh my, I lived part of the day hearing things regarding the upcoming release of O level results, yes, and it's tomorrow. Right, I'm gonna face it, since I can't change the date of release either. Thus, all that I can hope now is to score a satisfying grade. I'm not aimming high nor low, just a score that can make my parents (: &lt;em&gt;(However, I guess they have high hopes on me, and I guess I will just dash their hopes tmrw.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Received several texts and calls wishing ; 'all the best', 'best of luck to you'... and so on. yupp, I really thank those Lovelies who made an effort to do so :) Oh my, and I cant imagine how much I miss everyone, yes, and I gonna catch them in school tmr! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One funny thing I observed today is, the Olevel results-waiting students at my workplace were all covered with worrying faces, esp Gina, laughs. Cause she have to go back to work after the release of results. And yes, suddenly, I realise that my boss wants me back at work too, hmmm. Damn. Oh no. Nevermind, ahh, talk about that tmrw. Roars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So lastly, yes yes yes! tmrw is the release of our long waited results, thus, the graduates, please try to stop going "How how how how how!' (Because I'm one of the same kind), be prepared to face the result slip :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm those kind which will only panick at the last minute, hopefully, this time round, that happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last but not least, my Dearest Fatty toh wants me to blogged her name big, all over my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I'm just going to do so to satisfy her contentment (: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fatty TOH&lt;/span&gt;! You are so well-known for your thick-skinness! Fatty TOH's skin is as thick as elephant's skin. And okay lah, &lt;em&gt;Fatty toh&lt;/em&gt; you better see this, I MISS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FATTY TOH&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet clique at twelve tmr at Compass Point, I'll be wearing my uniform (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I chose to let go and give up on every tiny winy little hopes I once had. Because, it's obvious that you wont  give a damn about me, and will never bother. As long as I see the smile on your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm contented, for one reason, because, that's what I've been living for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113949931045534654?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113949931045534654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113949931045534654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113949931045534654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113949931045534654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/tomorrow-my-doom-day-issue-is-big.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113940818889233209</id><published>2006-02-08T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T06:27:53.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm feeling light&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will this feeling be able to last long?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello World :) I'm feeling fine for this moment, it's sucha precious one, because I guess it will only happen once a blue moon. Talking to several people on msn, and I realised, actually I have been missing out on them, and indeed, I &lt;u&gt;miss&lt;/u&gt; these Lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is drawing near, heard that results will be out ard 230pm, and I will most probably receive my results much later than the given time. Gonna be back at Sjc with the uniform on, and actually, I'm missing the uniform. And for about three months, I have not been seeing my uniform ard, and now, I'm wondering where the hell did it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling good, till the state that I'm willing be positive and accept whichever life fate had instored for me (: And I think, it's really good feeling this way, atleast, I would have less wrinkles in future. And also, I feel that I hold no more dislikes against this particular person I used to disagree with. Afterall, it's better to forgive and forget and also, live happily without worries and unhappiness. And so, I felt kinda sorry towards that someone. Not forgetting to mention also, this friend of mine, even though she backstabbed and had done things of hypocritcism, I guess, I should not hold anything against her too, it's better to just keep it to oneself, than letting the other party know --it will only bring in more unnecessary troubles. I chose the easiest way out, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry Readers for blogging long posts these day. Something's wrong with me, and I can't possibly figure out why, and I seriously have no idea why?!!?! Perhaps it's okay, maybe no one else reads my blog except for myself? And I guess that I have no loyal reader/s too, so I suppose it's fine with me. If you ever read this post, I guess you must be falling asleep, or worse still, already asleep, hmmm, my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;this impt message to this Someone&lt;em&gt; Special&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Sixth Month to My ever-most Precious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I guess life hasnt been going smoothly for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The road seemed rough now, and I guess you have no idea what the future holds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;but fear not, no matter how, no matter when, no matter when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I will be there to hold your hands and lead you through this period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I dare not think highly of myself, I will not hold high self-esteem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm just gonna be a friend who wish to brighten up your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm nobody, but just Maybelle (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;TAKE CARE AND I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Cheer up &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Eilis&lt;/span&gt;! For, Maybelle is here (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab me tight, for I will be the torch of yours to light your way out this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I think Alicia from Star Idol is way toooo cool.&lt;br /&gt;She's bubbly and pretttttty.&lt;br /&gt;I want her to be my gf! and only if, I'm a pl.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so dream on lah Maybelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;NO MORE LOVE LOVE THINGYS, NO MORE WORRIES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no more love talks to me, juts no more L.O.V.E,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;cause I simply hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113940818889233209?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113940818889233209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113940818889233209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113940818889233209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113940818889233209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-feeling-light-will-this-feeling-be.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113932550326400536</id><published>2006-02-07T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T07:23:25.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;So weird, so unusual of me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results will be out this coming friday ): and I'm currently feeling so ?!?!?! about it. I have no idea why, perhaps no confidence and faith in yourself. If I'm way confident, then, I'm not me. Thinking of it, actually I do really miss some of the teachers, or maybe certain. And also, I realised that I have not pay Sjc a visit ever since I left that rules-tight school, so perhaps, it's really time to do so. Okay, I shall look forward to Friday, besides the dreadful thought of the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been feeling mood low for the past days, I dread it, especially when this kinda kind of feeling is numb inside of me. Oh my, I need the true taste of happiness soon. I've even thought of asking the doctor to prescribe such magic medicine to me. Oh, and I'm on medical leave for two days, so no work for me, rejoice. My whole body is red, due to some rashes. It's superb itchy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of this weird crazy terrible painful xzxzxz emotion is getting over me. I don't know if I've recovered from it, I doubt so, I think it had got worse. No one know the pain inside of me. I feel like screaming all out, but who will be there to care and hear? Perhaps just the four walls infront of me. Will anyone even notice if I get banged down by a vehicle? Oh perhaps just the driver and the passerbys. I may seemed to be happy on the outside, but afterall, if you ever open up my brain, you will see plenty of unhappy cells. You may now think that I'm insane or so, yes I'm indeed, if you know me well, this is definitely not my usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may ask, 'Hey, what happened to you? Are you alright?' but sadly, in their hearts, no one truly care. Sorry if this offend anyone, but I'm really in a no-end street. If you see me typing a :) out on msn or in any text, believe me, those are evidences of my lies, cause I'm just not deceiving myself, I'm lying to everyone, Im very sorry. I'm not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to what you had once said? About those feelings. Well, perhaps, it's true that promises are meant to be brokened. If not why bother calling them promises? Yeah, so in future, if anyone ever want to promise you on certain issues, do think twice, if not in future, you will be in a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that you still hold on to that &lt;u&gt;sentence&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;LOVE, just crap.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wish to get out of this hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113932550326400536?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113932550326400536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113932550326400536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113932550326400536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113932550326400536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-weird-so-unusual-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113932371451510311</id><published>2006-02-07T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T06:48:34.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is an energy&lt;br /&gt;Love is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;Love is meant to be true&lt;br /&gt;Love is a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Love is the heart of me&lt;br /&gt;Love is the best thing we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if you believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113932371451510311?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113932371451510311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113932371451510311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113932371451510311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113932371451510311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-is-energy-love-is-mystery-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113931931304848309</id><published>2006-02-07T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T05:35:13.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this question to ask:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so good about Males?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying hard to figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, how random!&lt;br /&gt;However, an answer please!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113931931304848309?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113931931304848309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113931931304848309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113931931304848309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113931931304848309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-this-question-to-ask-whats-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113914367654487234</id><published>2006-02-05T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:48:03.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one knows except myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The sorrows drowned within ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113914367654487234?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113914367654487234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Alone, this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113913264355992919?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113913264355992919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113913264355992919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113913264355992919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113913264355992919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/alone-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113913163098100079</id><published>2006-02-05T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:27:11.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The itch is killing me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113913163098100079?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113913163098100079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113913163098100079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113913163098100079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113913163098100079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/itch-is-killing-me.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113913145466284939</id><published>2006-02-05T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:48:31.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2109462862"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at Barcelona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;Click above to view.&lt;br /&gt;Spent with 13 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you ask me how was I doing last night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I will answer, ''My mind is totally occupied by you.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113913145466284939?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113913145466284939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113913145466284939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113913145466284939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113913145466284939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/night-at-barcelona-photos-uploaded.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</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-6964968.post-113903064668387100</id><published>2006-02-04T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:24:06.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get well soon, #1! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6964968-113903064668387100?l=babyiluvyew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/feeds/113903064668387100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6964968&amp;postID=113903064668387100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113903064668387100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6964968/posts/default/113903064668387100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyiluvyew.blogspot.com/2006/02/get-well-soon-1.html' title=''/><author><name>MAYBELLE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13479666381616085555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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