<?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-27985317</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:08:52.143+08:00</updated><category term='u gonna lose smth. thats life.'/><category term='SOOO WRECKED'/><category term='when u gain smth'/><title type='text'>[` e s th e R].</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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okay!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to say out the whole story but if u are interested, u can come my hse and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;but this show make me rmb alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like..&lt;br /&gt;how bobby used to protect me when daddy beat me T_T&lt;br /&gt;how we used to play hide&amp;amp;seek&lt;br /&gt;how he put his head on my leg and fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;how he act cute infront of me&lt;br /&gt;and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad lor!&lt;br /&gt;up til now, i am stil crying lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, this will be my last post make in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;cause..&lt;br /&gt;i don like people to read my blog and my history and then pity me.&lt;br /&gt;and of coz, i will be changing to a completely new blog but i might not delete this blog.&lt;br /&gt;lolx.&lt;br /&gt;so good luck in hunting my new blog ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-27985317.post-4212930283619639936</id><published>2008-11-30T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T02:19:15.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just need to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping alone ain't no any big deal.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, i m always alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why this time it hurts more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;its all scenes of u jumping out of the window, crying for help.&lt;br /&gt;and worst come to worst, it was having a downpour.&lt;br /&gt;baby, that hurts, am i right to say that?&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;do i have the rights to even say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;对不起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我还不想忘记你所以会想你。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;因为，是我笨笨的把你还死的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;叫我该如何忘记你，忘记是我害死你的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;不是我不想忘记你， 而是我办不到。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when can i eever fall asleep without using my tears to bring me to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4212930283619639936?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4212930283619639936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only..&lt;br /&gt;fireworks last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if it were to last,&lt;br /&gt;will we even find it so amazing/WOW/fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy moment never once last,&lt;br /&gt;cause if it were to last,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't learm to cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;afterall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i m just A esther..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;♥  being random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3279589312078776367?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3279589312078776367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SS518DRLSSI/AAAAAAAAA94/oU9dPLkmdUg/s1600-h/SyeAUFU9jzwvK7OssaxE0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273281888227379490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SS518DRLSSI/AAAAAAAAA94/oU9dPLkmdUg/s320/SyeAUFU9jzwvK7OssaxE0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;i m fading aaway yet no one ever notice it. &lt;s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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HEHEHE! so we dont have to share. then sent her off back to zoo. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe next tue i shall meet dys at town for a haircut! its time to cut my stupid hair. LOL! i love tueday. my dating day with dys! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no more motivation to work in cathay anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no more that kind of impulse to work either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ときどきあなたがいなくて残念に思って私が静めて、あなたのキスしたくなるような毛皮と全部、あなたが知っていさえしています？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2729518192057112358?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2729518192057112358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2729518192057112358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All that you needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Boy, I provided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I let you into my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Into my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And that's a privilege&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I had you back at the answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You took the dollars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I took the chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Defended, battled and fought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cuz I really tought you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I don't know where to start or where to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;No, but I know I am done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I've had enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5856259346308426503?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5856259346308426503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5856259346308426503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5856259346308426503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5856259346308426503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-gave-you-all-you-desired-all-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2320463238513454333</id><published>2008-11-22T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:12:12.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Esther, from what i see she's a workaholic.BUT she never fails to meet up with her friends and family when she's not working.yeah, its fair enough so to speak.her life changed drastically after a so called mid-life crisis occuredyeah, its spelled Drastically with a capital D.D for Daren :D &lt; see its a D &lt; see its a D &lt; see its a D.okay anyway.I was there with her during that day. It was raining; clearly.her face immediately changed from sky high to drop dead.but if you want me to sum up with 3 words from this experience, it goes "LIFE GOES ON.... YEAH..."okay, 4 words. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit you, daren chan.&lt;br /&gt;you love to see me emo, thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hate you so much for wearing that black tee out everytime when we meet and say that its cause of me that u buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hate you so much for always asking me not to cry and always mention about stuffs that hurt me TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i hate you so much for constantly reminding me of what happened THAT day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but out of all this, i still love u as much as i love anyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;after that crisis, you keep me accompany whenever i need someone.&lt;br /&gt;and.............&lt;br /&gt;i cnt wait for christmas party at ur house!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----THE END OF DAREN CHAN---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono what should i do then i can abandon those memories i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything change for the better alrdy but i stil cant forget a single bits of it. i still remember how dad used to gan my mother.. i still remember waiting for my parents to fetch me home from childcare when everyone has alrdy went home.. i still remember eating outside food daily.. i still remember taking sch bus home when all my friends had their parents to fetch them home... i still remember even more worst thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;i got the sweeetest you with me for 1000days before.&lt;br /&gt;my Mr. Bobdog. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---THE END OF MY RUBBISH---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder, m i a rubbish woman?&lt;br /&gt;everything i say seems to be rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;damn it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2320463238513454333?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2320463238513454333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2320463238513454333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2320463238513454333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2320463238513454333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/esther-from-what-i-see-shes-workaholic.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3425460436256009535</id><published>2008-11-21T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:44:12.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ESTHER IS VERY HAPPY OKAYYYYYYYYY..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dono why.. today is a good day for me.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i got A for my c# lab test 1.&lt;br /&gt;am really happy to know that i got A.&lt;br /&gt;joy of happinessss.&lt;br /&gt;like i didnt even expected an A but whee, i got it.&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER LIANG GOT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER LIANG IS SO LUCKY TO GOTTA AN A.... ;P&lt;br /&gt;c#, no longer seems diffcult to me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;but... i hope i will continue to get A for my next lab test and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, PD lecturer asked me what kind of person i am.&lt;br /&gt;so i chose, "always depend others for answer. doubt own ability."&lt;br /&gt;then he ask me is it because i got no confidence? and i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;but anway!&lt;br /&gt;he share with the class something about me.&lt;br /&gt;he say among the class, i make the most improvement. ;P&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;cause the first time he saw me, he think alamak..&lt;br /&gt;but now, he can see alertness in me and he think i improve by ALOT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i got mystery shopper!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i passed!!&lt;br /&gt;wahhh.. so happy..&lt;br /&gt;cause i think i m retarded when i serve customer..&lt;br /&gt;and my queue always so long..&lt;br /&gt;and my hands are like my leg -.-&lt;br /&gt;and my one customer can be yw 3 customeer.&lt;br /&gt;lolx.&lt;br /&gt;and the mystery shoopper even write, esther is helpful ;P&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i m happy la!&lt;br /&gt;cause got praised by someone i dono..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, someone say i m quite sweet ;P&lt;br /&gt;a very random sentence.&lt;br /&gt;but i told him if he were to be in my class, he wouldnt think so. -.-&lt;br /&gt;my true self is violent!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing at how all these small things manage to make my day.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe in sunshine after rain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it certainly will be sunshine after rain ;P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3425460436256009535?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3425460436256009535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3425460436256009535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3425460436256009535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3425460436256009535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/esther-is-very-happy-okayyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8038780374437654641</id><published>2008-11-19T15:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:46:26.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear this gona be an emo post.&lt;br /&gt;leave if you cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在正在下雨。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;现在是 3:55pm。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好久， 好久， 没有这么早到家之从宝贝离开我。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;宝贝对我很好但我从不珍惜。。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;他永远都在我身边如果我需要他。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;但自私的我，从没想过他会有需要我的时候。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;就因为我自私而间接的把我唯一最亲的宝贝给害死了。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;没有人知道，我也很痛苦。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;到现在，还是会想他想到哭几小时。。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;尤其是下雨天，会令我特别想他。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;以前，梦想开狗店。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;但是，你离开我的时候，梦想开狗店也离开我了。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你的离开， 我不止失去你，也失去了我自己。。&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;今天回家的时候突然下大雨。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不知不觉，眼泪就掉下来了。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;脚步也慢了很多。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;明明已抵达家楼下了，又不能回家。。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;担心会有人在家而发现我哭了。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;等到眼睛已经不红了才回家。。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;看到Mr. GUCCI, 不知不觉，就微笑了。。&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;不喜欢去人多的地方，不是因为很挤。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;而是因为在人多的地方， 会显得我没朋友。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;不喜欢庆祝生日，不是因为我不想。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;而是不想在我生日那天，发现自己没朋友。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;不喜欢约人出去，不是因为我懒惰。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;而是...........................................&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;1k days.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what may seems to be prefect, maybe not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do and always appear cheerful and that keeps me going. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and 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/27985317-8038780374437654641?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8038780374437654641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8038780374437654641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8038780374437654641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8038780374437654641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-swear-this-gona-be-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7071892934799889022</id><published>2008-11-19T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T02:13:38.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe my blog is really my reflected area afterall..&lt;br /&gt;let me reflect how dumb i am afterall.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday(:&lt;br /&gt;work in the morning then went to find dys and tri for dinner at yishun area ;P dys brought us to a coffeeshop for western food. the fried rice is nice XD then we chit-chatted. hehehee! then dono why i wanted say downtown east become downtown earth -.-" then while walking, almost fall TWICE. and obviously, dys and tri laughed at me... as usual la! "SO TYPICAL OF THEM LOR." then we all buying FOX hoodiess.. hehehe! dys buying brown, tri buying red.. as for me.. either black or green ;P thn went pet shop. brought $80++ stuffs for my baobei again. i so in love with him &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday(:&lt;br /&gt;fnet cancel but have makeup lesson. ZZZ! went to do project instead but think we chaatting lor! su even watching money not enough 2. hehehee! but i think we are all tired ba. oh ya, not forgetting, we even dapao wedges, nuggets and each a cup to blk L432. hehehee! then got china people come visit then su there waaving to them. lol! then home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tue(:&lt;br /&gt;bring laptop to school. then went to cisco.net try out my username and password again. still cant log in so called fnet teacher. THEN YOU KNOW WHY I CNT LOG IN ANOT?!? cause i actually so dumb that i went to the wrong website till qinguo tell me. -.-" ahhhhhhh. i must learn to be smarter!!! and i believe i will. ;P btw, qg brought me a hp pouch. hehee! but its green then ask him wat color is it cause he abit colorblind ;X but he manage to tell me its green la.. then use it lor.. but still prefer the one i buy for myself T_T then after sch, meet oyl. WAH.. thanks to him.... my fnet.. hehehehee :) so happy k.. then wh came to meet us shortly then we went to amk hub to watch mada... then went for staff meeting.. and i got a lion hp chain la!!! thanks to glen lor. i actually have zebra thn i went to him say i wan lion and he give me his.. hehee! so love the lion lor.. thn went dinner with oyl, wh and sebastian at s11. oyl tell us alot of stories at cineplex cathay. all so OMG.. freaking shock lor! eeeee.. thn home sweet home and lucky sebastian went to 7-11 buy things cause i freaking forgotten all about my notebook -.-" sometimes i really wonder.... am i retarded or what.... and this time round, home sweet home ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do i look cheerful on the surface? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and damn emo on blog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so which is my true feeling? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even i, myself, also dono the ans lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7071892934799889022?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7071892934799889022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7071892934799889022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7071892934799889022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7071892934799889022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/maybe-my-blog-is-really-my-reflected.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3068111369512772166</id><published>2008-11-16T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:56:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is in a fucking mess.&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chhheeeebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you arh,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wish i get bang down by a speeding car tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mummy so poor thing. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;meed constant care always but i cnt give her that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;neither  can anyone do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dono what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seeing her like this, make me vexed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3068111369512772166?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3068111369512772166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>to quit cathay or to not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking of this qns for quite a few days.&lt;br /&gt;cant seems to settle down with an answer.&lt;br /&gt;sickening. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono what i want.&lt;br /&gt;be it in ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6269974175998032718?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6269974175998032718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6269974175998032718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6269974175998032718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days ago wasnt in the mood to blog thus, didnt manage to blog anything. but well, i guess things are all back to normal now? welll.. at least i hope so.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lam is really a very good friend to me!!! even though we dont always sms, msn or talk on the phone but hor... i really can feel free to tell him anything lor.. hehehhehe.. i like lam ;P aas a frienndddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o nov;&lt;br /&gt;went hospital visited mum. she looked so old out of a sudden. maybe i didnt realise, as i grow old, my mum grow old too.... then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 nov;&lt;br /&gt;went pepper lunch after sch then went hospital visit mum again. she seems to be better already. lol. thn went ajisen for dinner and home sweet home. and novena ajisen suck to the max. why? oh, cause the soft shell crab is freaking hard and i bet they kp it for a long time and the flour they used, should be or must be some cheapo brand cause it tasted like SHIT. well, i guess i have the rights to complain cause i freaking pay $8.90 for such a soft shell crab. and the prawn mayo.. oh my... the prawn is like so much smaller than my mouth....... ))x but well, i didnt complain there but i certainly complain in my heart! &gt;&lt;! and home sweet home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 nov;&lt;br /&gt;went pepper lunch again. lol! yes, i love pepper lunch. ;P mervin gave me chocolate as my bday gift. lolx! and he treated me caramel ice cream too. so not what normal mervin will do. =/ then su and cindy came my hse to seeeee gucci.. OH YA!! not forgetting tat, cindy brought me a small cake!! ah... but not strawberry sweetheart ))= but still, i love you la XD thn went hosp visit mum again. then told her i not going hosp anymore. need to work then she ask me not to overwork. lolx. then went novena foodcourt eat and home sweet home and i brought 2 shorts!!! (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13nov;&lt;br /&gt;PREDICTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;morning go to class and went to work after sch and burn midnight oil. FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can i complain like again?!&lt;br /&gt;dad is so irritating!!!! &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;and i cnt stand his stupid beeer smell whenever hes back..&lt;br /&gt;no wonder...&lt;br /&gt;i always force myself to sleep before hes back but sometimes.....&lt;br /&gt;there just aint any mood for me to sleep -.-&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really wonder............&lt;br /&gt;will my life be better if i had no daddy?&lt;br /&gt;at least.. i wouldnt need to smell any beer or smoke smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SRsHKQj2NsI/AAAAAAAAA9w/QQt74bLaDac/s1600-h/P101108_11.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267812061965334210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SRsHKQj2NsI/AAAAAAAAA9w/QQt74bLaDac/s320/P101108_11.48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gucci trying hard to kiss me. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-550193767002571820?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/550193767002571820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=550193767002571820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/550193767002571820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/550193767002571820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-xd-few-days-ago-wasnt-in-mood-to.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SRsHKQj2NsI/AAAAAAAAA9w/QQt74bLaDac/s72-c/P101108_11.48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-6039252058691749887</id><published>2008-11-09T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:43:06.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好想。。。 好想。。。 好想。。。&lt;br /&gt;跟正常人一样。。。&lt;br /&gt;不过，天生笨。。。&lt;br /&gt;每次，走不到100步，就必定跌倒。。。&lt;br /&gt;有时，当我快抵达第100步时，感到有成就感时，就不小心，跌倒了。。。&lt;br /&gt;我想，我真的很笨吧。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;missing my baby bob, once again. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6039252058691749887?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6039252058691749887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6039252058691749887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6039252058691749887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6039252058691749887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/100-100-missing-my-baby-bob-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6085041858495706690</id><published>2008-11-07T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:01:31.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. everything is going well in my liife..&lt;br /&gt;like school work.....&lt;br /&gt;esp. c# (:&lt;br /&gt;feel kind of relieve to know that i m able to cope my c# far more better now. and hope i will continue to work hard and get my dip in EI after three year. &lt;br /&gt;whhee*&lt;br /&gt;and be part of the working class..&lt;br /&gt;and get marry with my another half. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;and eventually, DIE. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m such a selfish ass la. )=&lt;br /&gt;everything i do, seems to be so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;can someone pls help me out?&lt;br /&gt;i know what i m doing is wrong,&lt;br /&gt;yet i keep doing it. )=&lt;br /&gt;i feel...&lt;br /&gt;like a selfish shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you to be there when I fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you to see me through it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you to be the one I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you to hold me in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you to show me what I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you to know just how down deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted you, I wanted you, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;three years just passsed like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do i still like you or...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;liking you become a habit which i find it hard to quit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but sometimes, it seems like i m out of ur life COMPLETELY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and that certainly hurt. &gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh manzx! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*pout*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to live in a world free of trouble, emotions and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which is really hard to acheive it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so just carry on with my life happily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6085041858495706690?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6085041858495706690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6085041858495706690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6085041858495706690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6085041858495706690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7083670752171184892</id><published>2008-11-01T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:52:59.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQwid_Ahv-I/AAAAAAAAA9o/26LHNb5ctCc/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263619963014463458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQwid_Ahv-I/AAAAAAAAA9o/26LHNb5ctCc/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;我最爱的&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Mr. Gucci&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;一切，都快结束了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;因为我说的那些话，他好像好在意的样子。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我只能说，对不起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7083670752171184892?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7083670752171184892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7083670752171184892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7083670752171184892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7083670752171184892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQwid_Ahv-I/AAAAAAAAA9o/26LHNb5ctCc/s72-c/DSC00312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8154631651807722225</id><published>2008-10-28T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:33:40.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd was the indian day.&lt;br /&gt;took off and went out with daren chan.&lt;br /&gt;heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;its double pay yet i took off. ]=&lt;br /&gt;how dumb can i be hor?&lt;br /&gt;but nvm la.. been real long since i step my foot into TOWN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to all puma shop to search high and low for my puma belt but fuck, didnt manage to.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily, i manage to buy something. (=&lt;br /&gt;went punkstar and brought a normal tee for myself and saw a guy tee which i wanted to get for weihua as bday gift but i didnt know if he will like it.&lt;br /&gt;cause i..... just dono if he will like it anot.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, only get for myself...&lt;br /&gt;as for his gift, maybe just wait awhile more lorr. XD&lt;br /&gt;explore abit more.&lt;br /&gt;then shop here and there and home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fuck lar.&lt;br /&gt;reached home, saw one picture and it cause me to tear like siao.&lt;br /&gt;settle down my emotion, bring gucci out for a walk and tada.&lt;br /&gt;sunshine after rain again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;why must life revolves ard emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16apr'08,&lt;br /&gt;the day you went away.&lt;br /&gt;the day i lose everything.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;maybe u didnt know, up till now, i still cant bring myself to like someone else.&lt;br /&gt;not to say even to engage in a serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;because i didnt want to experience losing something anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have the fucking courage to do that.&lt;br /&gt;does it matter anymore?&lt;br /&gt;i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe i should make it clear to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at least, for now, i wouldnt like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you should know it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i told you more than once before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8154631651807722225?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8154631651807722225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8154631651807722225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8154631651807722225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8154631651807722225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/ytd-was-indian-day.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4139833974614404377</id><published>2008-10-25T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:14:35.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVJgoOiI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/3Zb_e_PHwiw/s1600-h/P231008_09.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;getting ready for poly XD &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260985381354486306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVJgoOiI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/3Zb_e_PHwiw/s320/P231008_09.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGU1o9yPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/W6EX5n_2Od8/s1600-h/P231008_09.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260985376020744434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGU1o9yPI/AAAAAAAAA9I/W6EX5n_2Od8/s320/P231008_09.43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVC6feGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/8sk9fi-AaWA/s1600-h/P231008_18.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260985379583916130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVC6feGI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/8sk9fi-AaWA/s320/P231008_18.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVCGc_sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/U_M8JNbI43Q/s1600-h/P23-10-08_18.05%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260985379365650114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVCGc_sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/U_M8JNbI43Q/s320/P23-10-08_18.05%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being freaking bored at MB -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my fake hair and headband. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4139833974614404377?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4139833974614404377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4139833974614404377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4139833974614404377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4139833974614404377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/getting-ready-for-poly-xd-being.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SQLGVJgoOiI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/3Zb_e_PHwiw/s72-c/P231008_09.43%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8111244533846631343</id><published>2008-10-23T08:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:05:41.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch, sumo house, town and cathay.&lt;br /&gt;my life is so typical huh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumo house with poly mates is really fun.&lt;br /&gt;we order alot of food! ahh, and the pic is with them. ]=&lt;br /&gt;cause i m really busy texting earthlings and neglected those delicious food!&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, we have double fun in eating.&lt;br /&gt;cause i totally shut myself in the food world and ignore those sms. :P&lt;br /&gt;and so typical of me again right? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;then meet karin at town to do hair extension and purchase headband!&lt;br /&gt;hehehee!&lt;br /&gt;then off to work. [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SP_JVYD0pKI/AAAAAAAAA9A/34314Qly824/s1600-h/P221008_13.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260144258864948386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SP_JVYD0pKI/AAAAAAAAA9A/34314Qly824/s320/P221008_13.48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SP_JJImnXoI/AAAAAAAAA84/4FaNwi87BrU/s1600-h/P221008_16.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260144048557481602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SP_JJImnXoI/AAAAAAAAA84/4FaNwi87BrU/s320/P221008_16.28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was really fine tilll yongliang...........&lt;br /&gt;fine, i dont want to blog about that biggest bitch in this world.&lt;br /&gt;if case, it dirty my blog.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, i wasnt angry with him&lt;br /&gt;世上最三八的男人是 : OH YONGLIANG(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8111244533846631343?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8111244533846631343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8111244533846631343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8111244533846631343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8111244533846631343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/sch-sumo-house-town-and-cathay.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SP_JVYD0pKI/AAAAAAAAA9A/34314Qly824/s72-c/P221008_13.48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-5550322087692403307</id><published>2008-10-20T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:48:33.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, sch has start for one week and i hasnt been blogging for long. spider web forming? well, i m just plain lazy to update my blog actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i m here to share one good news with everyone (=&lt;br /&gt;tmr i m changing my hp to KU990!&lt;br /&gt;*WHEEE*&lt;br /&gt;and i swear to take care of it ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bday coming soon! (=&lt;br /&gt;should i reward myself with a crumpler bag?&lt;br /&gt;or with a PSP slim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;i just love my Mr. Gucci (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5550322087692403307?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5550322087692403307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5550322087692403307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5550322087692403307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5550322087692403307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-d-yes-sch-has-start-for-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7323028618333746223</id><published>2008-10-14T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:01:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPRQuURqjYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fuFbRbKNeU4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256915421695217026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPRQuURqjYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fuFbRbKNeU4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bishan with kerlise ytd for dinner and walk walk with my hurtful swollen ankle.&lt;br /&gt;-dont wana comment much on ytd. ((= cause i m plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i do feel bad being ur friend at times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;esp. times when we laugh together.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*deep secret*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7323028618333746223?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7323028618333746223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7323028618333746223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7323028618333746223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7323028618333746223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/bishan-with-kerlise-ytd-for-dinner-and.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPRQuURqjYI/AAAAAAAAA8o/fuFbRbKNeU4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8203778196907245107</id><published>2008-10-12T13:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:26:02.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me post some pictures for today (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQr14AmDI/AAAAAAAAA8I/6xv8iffbLHc/s1600-h/snap_snap363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256141322988853298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQr14AmDI/AAAAAAAAA8I/6xv8iffbLHc/s320/snap_snap363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that never fail to make me laugh (:&lt;br /&gt;my bestie, GLADYSWANGZHIXING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQr_ijBxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/V5vYlnDXASk/s1600-h/snap_snap377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256141325583189778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQr_ijBxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/V5vYlnDXASk/s320/snap_snap377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that never fail to bring tears to my eyes - .-&lt;br /&gt;my jinx, DARENCHANQINGRU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQsIiaUcI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/YvVibKJ-MJw/s1600-h/snap_snap366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256141327998538178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQsIiaUcI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/YvVibKJ-MJw/s320/snap_snap366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threesome here! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQsBainGI/AAAAAAAAA8g/IgtpFtMlJOc/s1600-h/snap_snap365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256141326086478946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQsBainGI/AAAAAAAAA8g/IgtpFtMlJOc/s320/snap_snap365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left to right.&lt;br /&gt;tricia, gladys, esther &amp;amp; daren (=&lt;br /&gt;the three that make me feeeeel LOVED by them so much... espically tricia, with tht retarded face plus attitude. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and daren chan, if u ever come across tis post, hope that u will know i m still waiting........................................................... for my seoul garden. XD and i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch starting tmr. know how terrible i m feeling right now? -.-&lt;br /&gt;well, just hope 明天会更好! (=&lt;br /&gt;i believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and working ytd was fun.&lt;br /&gt;concess with yeewen, eugenia, juninah &amp;amp; cindy.&lt;br /&gt;and we are MAD people..&lt;br /&gt;firstly, when i reach my workplace, went to xiaoqi there and "cheebye here and there"&lt;br /&gt;then xiaoqi ask me to stop it.. dont so vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;LOL hor?&lt;br /&gt;then she started to be even more vulgar than me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;then we both thinking why everyone like to "eh, cheebye la instead of eh, lanjiao la or eh, knn la or whatever else"&lt;br /&gt;but she went home at ard 6pm!!&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention i saw LAM!!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;ohh my.. so long nv see him..&lt;br /&gt;missss him soo much.&lt;br /&gt;but he also went home at 6pm -.-&lt;br /&gt;then concess was real busy ytd also..&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool cause time passes faster instead of crawling..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;then home sweet home at 235am!&lt;br /&gt;went down and the cab was there alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;whhhhoooo. how lucky... (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;home'ed, bath'ed and msn'ed. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;msn with LAM once again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LAM is really a nice guy..... (= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as in, i can really tell him anything and everything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and vice versa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then chatted till the point whereby we both are really tired so he went to "kun"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then chatted awhile more with others and i went to kun also XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and awake and msn again -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WTF siol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont want my life to revolves ard msn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我不能太依赖你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because, habit is hard to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8203778196907245107?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8203778196907245107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8203778196907245107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8203778196907245107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8203778196907245107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-post-some-pictures-for-today-one.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SPGQr14AmDI/AAAAAAAAA8I/6xv8iffbLHc/s72-c/snap_snap363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-180569158283675976</id><published>2008-10-09T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:14:46.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont talk to me frequently;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont treat me so good; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont make me laugh that much;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont get too close to me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i will feel bad -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;towards everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;including ..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole morning surfing the net to find ways and means to slim down.&lt;br /&gt;got one guy want to slim down 17 kg in 2 months time!!&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of his gf.&lt;br /&gt;romantic meh?&lt;br /&gt;i find it DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;and i think by the time he slim down, his appearance might be better, and by that time, the gf will become very paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;so hor, you say,&lt;br /&gt;do u wan a normal looking or a handsome guy to be ur BF? -.-&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, the ways and means they posted on the net are so VAIN.&lt;br /&gt;"exercise, dont eat as much as you always do"&lt;br /&gt;isn't that so obvious meh? -.-&lt;br /&gt;ok, i m getting sensitive so stop this topic. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana eat fish&amp;amp;co badly!!&lt;br /&gt;i wana watch connected badly!!&lt;br /&gt;but it seems like, i got limited friends ard me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lar.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-180569158283675976?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/180569158283675976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=180569158283675976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/180569158283675976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/180569158283675976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-talk-to-me-frequently-dont-treat.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3194056702853185363</id><published>2008-10-08T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:28:39.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got my time-table for Sem 2.&lt;br /&gt;oh my.. its kinda terrible.. and yet, slack at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;well, and of coz, i m in different classes at times with EI0805.&lt;br /&gt;cause i failed c-sharp.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf! i m to repeat it but know what.&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda glad that i m able to cause i know if i dont, sem 2 i will be a complete nuts in class when lecturer teaching.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;no worries.&lt;br /&gt;this time round, i will not msn that much and pay at least 51% attention.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i can do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;i must buck up..&lt;br /&gt;stay in NYP for 3 years and be a working adult.&lt;br /&gt;and earn $$ and slowly die.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;and of coz, i wont forget my lovely EI0805.&lt;br /&gt;and hope they wont forget me too.&lt;br /&gt;*work hard &amp;amp; play hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been really mean nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;not picking up dad's calls.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why but i just dont feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to do / buy..................&lt;br /&gt;1) crumpler bag&lt;br /&gt;2) psp slim&lt;br /&gt;3) dye reddish brown and highlight purple&lt;br /&gt;4) addias jacket&lt;br /&gt;5) online shopping and buy allll the taiwan spree clothings which i fancy! XD&lt;br /&gt;6) slim down!!!!!!!!!!!! (most wanted)&lt;br /&gt;7) new urban male's havanias&lt;br /&gt;8) watch connected with someone. btw, someone as in anyone =.="&lt;br /&gt;and of cause, alot more which i m lazy to think and type down.&lt;br /&gt;but will i be happy even if i do all these things??&lt;br /&gt;*wondering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget to mention,&lt;br /&gt;gladys heng is the biggest noob!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;cause she cause me to go clementi and we both doubt theres any shopping center there so we took bus to beauty world just to makan and i have to cab back to work cause beauty world is a one way road route!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, like WTF.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to my special gladys heng. (=&lt;br /&gt;but it was nice dining with her.&lt;br /&gt;before i forget, my world only revovles ard yishun, khatib, yck, amk and bishan.&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me places like bukit timah cause i m a total noob in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;and the clock strike 5:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3194056702853185363?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3194056702853185363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3194056702853185363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3194056702853185363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3194056702853185363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/hellllllo-i-have-got-my-time-table-for.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2748494962597560182</id><published>2008-10-06T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:34:42.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, basically, i just wana ranted everything here and forget aobut everything. like, EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family is giving me a big headache.&lt;br /&gt;well, or shld i say just my dad?&lt;br /&gt;idk why but sometimes living in my family can just make someone go insane.&lt;br /&gt;i cant comprehend so many things.&lt;br /&gt;i really wana blog everything negative i have for him here but due to some privacy, i shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;but if i had one choice, i rather i m orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;thats so much better.&lt;br /&gt;dad, please grow up! ))x&lt;br /&gt;i m alrdy 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;aint the small kid anymore who believe whatever crap u tell me.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gucci is the only reason why i do go home early. (:&lt;br /&gt;baby, i so love you.&lt;br /&gt;cause u are dumb dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;esther liang is busy like beeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2748494962597560182?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2748494962597560182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2748494962597560182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2748494962597560182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2748494962597560182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-basically-i-just-wana-ranted.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6612844856948061486</id><published>2008-10-02T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:35:55.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think............................&lt;br /&gt;skinny guys never fail to get my attention. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did a test. ;D&lt;br /&gt;and it say that,&lt;br /&gt;to be my bf, you have to be kind. (=&lt;br /&gt;and not freaking rich or freaking handsome or freaking romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me a break;&lt;br /&gt;pls.&lt;br /&gt;i need nothing but freedom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6612844856948061486?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6612844856948061486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6612844856948061486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6612844856948061486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6612844856948061486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6902899273884066937</id><published>2008-10-01T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:15:05.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>evil thoughts lingering ard in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;infested by some devilish virus.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get whats running through my mind at times.&lt;br /&gt;i m weird, and i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if self-abuse helps in making me feel alive,&lt;br /&gt;how great would that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so transparent nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;like everywhere i go, the place doesnt fit me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish a little care from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;staying out late at night, ton for the whole night;&lt;br /&gt;all i ever want was a phone call asking me to be home&lt;br /&gt;but yet, you never give me.&lt;br /&gt;and when i reached home in the dawn, u might not be home too.&lt;br /&gt;you are just too busy accompanying your ABC/HEINEKEN.&lt;br /&gt;how great can this be.&lt;br /&gt;i dont worth more than those idiotic drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if u look from another perspective,&lt;br /&gt;i am immune to everything already.&lt;br /&gt;i have been all alone since young.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;i learn, to live all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont need to be love by anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saying you love me just make me feel useasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i have always been all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;btw,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;this aaint EMO okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6902899273884066937?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6902899273884066937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6902899273884066937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6902899273884066937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6902899273884066937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/10/evil-thoughts-lingering-ard-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8868280329137780573</id><published>2008-09-30T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:59:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>delighted. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went liquid bar with yeewen, desmond, kelvin, rachel and steven. (=&lt;br /&gt;open a bottle of martell and we all finished it by 3am.&lt;br /&gt;played five-ten with kelvin and he say i not bad in it even though i looked retarded. =.="&lt;br /&gt;wonder shld i be glad or wreck.&lt;br /&gt;poor desmond got forced to drink martel when he just wanted to drink plain coke ;P&lt;br /&gt;i even ask desmond to bottom up with me.&lt;br /&gt;that night was insane. i was high but not drunk like yeewen.&lt;br /&gt;rachel and desmon was uber funny.&lt;br /&gt;rachel was smoking outside and desmond pointed her middle finger then rachel showed him back the "fuck me" handsign.&lt;br /&gt;then after that i took desmond hand and help him do the "fuck me" handsign to rachel and rachel say not today, having pms.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;told desmond to wear jeans more often, dont wear spec and bla bla bla so to look younger.&lt;br /&gt;when about to go home, touched everyone forehead, it was hot.&lt;br /&gt;just like having fever.&lt;br /&gt;guess that the side effect of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i guess i did alot of stupid action ytd night. =.="&lt;br /&gt;told desmond wat happen in the night was in the night.&lt;br /&gt;the next day everrything will be the same again (=&lt;br /&gt;it was fun hanging out at liquid bar.&lt;br /&gt;*cheeeers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont hug anyone for loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but why m i doing that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and why are u doing that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yet why everyone is doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8868280329137780573?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8868280329137780573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8868280329137780573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8868280329137780573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8868280329137780573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/delighted.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8961484871647859277</id><published>2008-09-25T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:40:49.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SNskOMplVAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4XLy3RjD6Vk/s1600-h/1_730312658l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249829616962851842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SNskOMplVAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4XLy3RjD6Vk/s320/1_730312658l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SNsj9Ms8cdI/AAAAAAAAAoM/lAMtmK-glPI/s1600-h/1_730312658l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SNsj2XylNCI/AAAAAAAAAoE/i6b0jC2-UBw/s1600-h/1_730312658l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;chalet days. *FAINT* taken before we drink or after? =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway! my loves in EI0805. [= &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FENGJOOYU&amp;amp;CINDYNG IS LOVED BY ESTHERLIANG. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8961484871647859277?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8961484871647859277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8961484871647859277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8961484871647859277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8961484871647859277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/chalet-days.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SNskOMplVAI/AAAAAAAAAoU/4XLy3RjD6Vk/s72-c/1_730312658l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-3845966851028582768</id><published>2008-09-24T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:59:14.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEWARE!! long post ahead. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! slept for like 24hours due to my illness. uber saddening. its like, Monday after work took 852 home. feel like vomiting when i m in the bus but nvm, bear with it. alighted and the urge is getting stronger so WHILE walking to the mrt station, i vomited and i have to bear with it till i got into the loo. *SCREAM* went home and thot i will be fine but hell no. Mum cooked steamboat and there am i, sitting in front of it but no appetite to eat anything so Mum asked me to go to bed so i went to bed. woke up at ard 9pm to take out my contact lens cause i cant and should not sleep with it but to my horror, i vomited once again and starting to have fever. took my hp and saw 6 smses. maddening right? everyone love to sms me at the same time. so its like, my hp is either extremely quiet or extremely noisy. =DD anyway, this aint important. so i didn't have my dinner and went to rest for that day.  at night was maddening. shouting for help in my heart. cause i didn't want to alarm anyone. but i did something bad. i went out and had a cup of zapple. =DD it was cooling and uh, it did more harm to me. =.=" anyway, sis didn't went to sch for the next day to take care of me. she even brought duck porridge for me to eat as my lunch but i only had a few mouths cause i have got no appetite. and thn slp, wake up, slp and wake up. then went to bath at 6plus and after bathing, feel much better. =DDD thn dad brought dinner home for me. soup with noodles but as usual, ate a bit only cause ain't nice. bleah! then went to sleep and next day went to work but still, having cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to be sick!&lt;br /&gt;i don't wan, don't wan and still don't want to be weak! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice to be sick. (=&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone dote on you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby gucci is so sweet uh. =D he wake me up this morning with his fur and bell but i still chose to ignore him THEN he bark like nobody business! wth! what a cute dog i have. thn put him down to roam ard the house so i can have more sleep (who will complain having more sleep?) then lure him into his cage and LOCKED him! *eevil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;bday coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;in another 48days!&lt;br /&gt;and i m so glad tat i can change my retro hp before my bday.&lt;br /&gt;and can someone give me 18 cola lollipop as my bday gift? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wishing hard that people do rmb my bday... ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3845966851028582768?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3845966851028582768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3845966851028582768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3845966851028582768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3845966851028582768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/beware-long-post-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-9163541035274414114</id><published>2008-09-21T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:20:58.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHH! i really wish i can blog everything out HERE!! everything is driving me insane. like seriously. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work, sch and family problem.&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;how miserable can life be?&lt;br /&gt;oh lord, if life is meant to be miserable so that i can grow up to be strong, i rather i m weak.&lt;br /&gt;oh lord, just grant me one of my wishes and i will be contended.&lt;br /&gt;and my one wishes will be "happiness" &lt;br /&gt;havent heard of it real long ever since baby bob leave me.&lt;br /&gt;*5 months and 5 days* and stil counting.&lt;br /&gt;life is nothing but complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week only working cathay on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;UHM UHM UHM!!&lt;br /&gt;i wana work more days but i guess i shld give myself a break to everything.&lt;br /&gt;like EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it!&lt;br /&gt;i musnt get over emotional huh. =D&lt;br /&gt;cause life still goes on no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;so must stay positive. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-9163541035274414114?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/9163541035274414114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=9163541035274414114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/9163541035274414114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/9163541035274414114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahh-i-really-wish-i-can-blog-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-5973420995851484167</id><published>2008-09-20T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:10:12.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont want to talk like a bee cause it means talkative. )=&lt;br /&gt;*HEART-BROKEN*&lt;br /&gt;if given a choice, i hope i can be quiet. more gentle and all. =D&lt;br /&gt;but thats is if given ONE choice lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my... =D&lt;br /&gt;nowadays wearing pants to work. seriously its pant. look super retarded lor )= but bo bian cause have to so i have decided to alter it to skinny so it wont look that weird eh.. i guess and hope so! oh my oh my.. looking retarded is the last thing i want to be. but i know i will nv be ranked 1st cause CHENG MEISEN is the number 1 in everyone's heart. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tired. =DDDDD but life still goes on.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5973420995851484167?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5973420995851484167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5973420995851484167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5973420995851484167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5973420995851484167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-want-to-talk-like-bee-cause-it.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4234943618609145925</id><published>2008-09-19T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:20:14.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just feel like saying: "ANDY YEK" out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;and bash him up and leave him in geylang and get bang by those "chickens".&lt;br /&gt;laugh!&lt;br /&gt;i m being really random now.&lt;br /&gt;but thats my urge for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life is full of weirdos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what to do? =DDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-but they make my life so high at times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4234943618609145925?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4234943618609145925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4234943618609145925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4234943618609145925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4234943618609145925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-feel-like-saying-andy-yek-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2258773935390057157</id><published>2008-09-18T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:20:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW.. i ate hor fun just now. hor fun is something which i rather starve to death then to eat it cause it contains GARLIC. and to my horror, the hor fun that i ate contain super duper uber lots of garlic and obviously, i didnt eat finish it. and i swear the hor fun was really nice. (= in terms that, it brings up my body temperature. muahhaa! but well, i wont eat it AGAIN cause it fucking contain the fucking garlic. aww, thats so Esther Liang who typed all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certainly, absolutely believe in rainbow after "downpour" (:&lt;br /&gt;keep going;&lt;br /&gt;thats life.&lt;br /&gt;*keep rocking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd before i getting ready to slp, received a sms from Shijie. [: which make me feel delighted. sometimes i guess, a random sms make ur mood goes high abit. i guess i know why he text me that sms even thou he didnt say anything but thanks. deeply appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with Cindy on msn. she let me feel so loved by her! (= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jooyu&amp;amp;stanley too! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; xiao di, Martin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting my besti, Gladys Heng. [:&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting our date with fish&amp;amp;co!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono why but i just feel like posting all these out!&lt;br /&gt;ilu [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like vomitting now.&lt;br /&gt;the garlic smells seems to be lingering around my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;m i thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, garlic suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;baby bob asked me not feel wrecked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;prolly thats what keep me going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause hes thre whenever i need him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2258773935390057157?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2258773935390057157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2258773935390057157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2258773935390057157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2258773935390057157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-5650750980015343576</id><published>2008-09-17T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:29:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 words; 1 meaning; yet so &lt;em&gt;complicated&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad i aint into male.&lt;br /&gt;yet not into female either.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;yet so into Mr. Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life's nv easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh, FUCK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i m flooding myself with workload. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5650750980015343576?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5650750980015343576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5650750980015343576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5650750980015343576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5650750980015343576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-words-1-meaning-yet-so-complicated.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3347478416764966034</id><published>2008-09-16T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:53:50.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if only, the wind didnt mind helping me blow away all my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;that's if only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like working in cathay anymore.&lt;br /&gt;everything went wrong out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;well, just listen to me say cause i know i wont quit cathay T_T&lt;br /&gt;cause i want extra income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unhappy. ]= Andy ask me to drink water and go to bed. tmr everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;i believe it so i m going bed now. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wo dui ni de gan xiang, all on the piece of cathay napkins(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"qi shi wo xiang shou ni ren hen hao; qi shi................................"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i cnt type all here cause ppl might know its you if i type too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but fa xian,  i really love u so much as a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if only i can tell you :p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3347478416764966034?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3347478416764966034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3347478416764966034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3347478416764966034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3347478416764966034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-only-wind-didnt-mind-helping-me-blow.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-628236625397317590</id><published>2008-09-15T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:06:15.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouch;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the pain even thou it wasnt targeted on me.&lt;br /&gt;life is never easy, u know?&lt;br /&gt;its not always sunshine after rain&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, its downpour after rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hopeyouwillbefine,afterall(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working fri(night), sat(mid shift) and sun(morning) is really cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;everyone is so uber nice!&lt;br /&gt;i found a way to leave concess but i m being pulled back again T_T&lt;br /&gt;please DONT.&lt;br /&gt;i m happy with minibar and bc (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______-"&lt;br /&gt;cant stand him..&lt;br /&gt;seriously cant stand him..&lt;br /&gt;cant stand him drinking coffee..&lt;br /&gt;cant stand him thinking its fun to di siao..&lt;br /&gt;cant stand his thinking..&lt;br /&gt;a very weird uncle...&lt;br /&gt;seriously weird uncle...&lt;br /&gt;yet with a kids' mindset =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing with "SLIME" at cathay recently.&lt;br /&gt;hehehee!&lt;br /&gt;so fun..&lt;br /&gt;found this real cool thing when working in minibar..&lt;br /&gt;was it the weird uncle who lent me his??&lt;br /&gt;or was it azhari?&lt;br /&gt;i forget but thats aint important. [:&lt;br /&gt;what important was i had fun playing with it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy like a bee.&lt;br /&gt;quiet like a mute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-628236625397317590?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/628236625397317590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=628236625397317590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/628236625397317590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/628236625397317590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/ouch-i-can-feel-pain-even-thou-it-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-5262077452483063766</id><published>2008-09-12T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:31:30.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SMntIxMAybI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VNnrTKUizv0/s1600-h/bobby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983975948110258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SMntIxMAybI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VNnrTKUizv0/s320/bobby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. Bobby saying "HELLO" to everyone(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and for those who love/miss him deeply, fret not, he will be coming back when he had enough fun outside. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause my love will get him home(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lilmissbobdog &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;ifoneday,iainttearinganymore,itsimplyjustmeansthat,allmytearshasbeenusedupbyu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"sadness is the source for happiness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;cruel yet so true;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/27985317-5262077452483063766?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5262077452483063766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5262077452483063766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5262077452483063766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5262077452483063766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SMntIxMAybI/AAAAAAAAAn8/VNnrTKUizv0/s72-c/bobby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-4845642485102376801</id><published>2008-09-11T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:29:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>flu, cough &amp;amp; slight fever ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, basically, i feel like having fish porridge now. i m like, shivering now. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine you just randomly texted someone and told that someone that ure are sick and yearning for fish porridge, and that someone reply saying: "i'll buy for u(: see you soon! BUT delivery charges applied*" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WELL.... before anyone misunderstood, sweet because u dont have to make ur own way just to buy the fish porridge and not anything else. (= well, its really sweet to me cause i m really lazy to go buy myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back.&lt;br /&gt;i think i cant and shouldnt eat sakae.&lt;br /&gt;cause everytime i had sakae sushi, the next day i will feel ill.&lt;br /&gt;cool, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;curse or something? idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tue went to bishan sakae sushi with cindy [:&lt;br /&gt;and we keep gossiping.&lt;br /&gt;spent 1.5hrs in there and total bill was : $44&lt;br /&gt;we only have 11 normal plate and one soft shell crab.&lt;br /&gt;do u think its ex?&lt;br /&gt;well, i feel that its kinda ex cause i could have fish&amp;amp;co if i top up another like, $20! )=&lt;br /&gt;and fish&amp;amp;co is sooo filling and delicious. (oh ya, my favourite food is FISH!")&lt;br /&gt;but anyway!&lt;br /&gt;cindy footed the bill and off we go.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to use my nets cause i didnt have cash with me (as usual) but she say use hers cause bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;then went homesweethome [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget, kenny lam say hes gonna lent me the SIMS! (:&lt;br /&gt;am super duper uber delighted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ytd brought gucci for his injection.&lt;br /&gt;the doc is kinda cute, u know?&lt;br /&gt;but he seems gay to me.&lt;br /&gt;well, i believe that people who love dogs are really NICE people [:&lt;br /&gt;thn homesweethome with sis&amp;amp;gucci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to gucci all along my way.&lt;br /&gt;and something happened.&lt;br /&gt;its like, i talk to gucci but he didnt want reply me so i "OIE!" and one uncle looked back as if i "OIE!" at him.&lt;br /&gt;thn i just smile at him and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;uber malu! )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i m always doing malu things, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;have lots more to type which i m so lazy to so i guess forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4845642485102376801?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4845642485102376801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4845642485102376801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4845642485102376801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4845642485102376801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/flu-cough-slight-fever-well-basically-i.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4020678162452649782</id><published>2008-09-09T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:48:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci Gucci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Gucci aint any branded stuff yet hes my lil precious Mr. Ticklish(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Little Miss bobdog's Busy Shedule :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tue; meeting cai yan for sakae (like finally get to see her after so long!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wed; bringing Gucci for his injection and whee, i can bring him out for walk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thur; meeting julia for pool and hope, i aint lazy or what so i get to see her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fri; minibar at amk hub cathay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sat; BC at amk hub cathay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sun morning; concess at amk hub cathay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sun night; sleeping &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-and following week to be updated soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SMX_6NBsSyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/kx9u1RCnCxk/s1600-h/1_820196001l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243878716537064226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SMX_6NBsSyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/kx9u1RCnCxk/s320/1_820196001l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4020678162452649782?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4020678162452649782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4020678162452649782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4020678162452649782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4020678162452649782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/gucci-gucci-gucci-gucci-gucci-gucci.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SMX_6NBsSyI/AAAAAAAAAn0/kx9u1RCnCxk/s72-c/1_820196001l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-7819127033704443098</id><published>2008-09-08T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:45:41.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets talk about my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dotes on me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-yet i find him irritating at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he call me once a day to make sure i have eaten and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-yet i find it  irritating at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he hate it when bobby bark and tends to get violent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-and i hate it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more of course which i m really lazy to type it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only..&lt;br /&gt;dad dont always drink and not coming home every night.&lt;br /&gt;so that mum wouldnt need to work.&lt;br /&gt;and prolly, bobby wouldn't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate going to town;&lt;br /&gt;cause i was there whn bobby needs me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate raining days;&lt;br /&gt;cause it was the cause of bobby's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate Esther Liang;&lt;br /&gt;cause she leave bobby alone to have her own entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4months and 22days since 080908. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears rolled down on my cheeks as i typed all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry baby;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still dream of u at times;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and wake up in tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for causing ur death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for being selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for being irrespoinble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for breaking my promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe one day, i will find the courage to commit sucide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and all sadness will be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what leave behind, aint my sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7819127033704443098?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7819127033704443098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7819127033704443098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7819127033704443098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7819127033704443098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-talk-about-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4155462340422617750</id><published>2008-09-07T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:17:38.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (= (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-smiley face DONT represnt happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guesss;&lt;br /&gt;i really love working in cathay. (=&lt;br /&gt;esp. days when i get MB or BC.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; shortage aint coming in anymore!&lt;br /&gt;and free food + movie at times.&lt;br /&gt;what more should i complain uh?&lt;br /&gt;prolly nothing and everything make me DONT bear to leave cathay.&lt;br /&gt;is this a good thing or a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;till death do we part(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;holding on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;slow redemption; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;slow spinning wheel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4155462340422617750?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4155462340422617750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4155462340422617750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4155462340422617750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4155462340422617750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/smiley-face-dont-represnt-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2902938921581712988</id><published>2008-09-05T13:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T13:29:57.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dislike mens.&lt;br /&gt;they seriously ought to think twice before they do anything.&lt;br /&gt;*ROLL EYES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i promise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you wander off too far, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my love will get you home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;definitly&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2902938921581712988?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2902938921581712988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2902938921581712988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2902938921581712988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2902938921581712988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dislike-mens.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8063175325509111471</id><published>2008-09-04T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:24:02.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i hate to be left alone in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightmare; nightmare; nightmare;&lt;br /&gt;W-H-Y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of YEEWEN, YONGLIANG and KEVIN.&lt;br /&gt;weird combination, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeewen and i went out till late night and we are inside some random forest. we dono how to get out of it and obviously, scare. Kelvin found us but he bring yeewen out only, leaving me alone there. he just say he not gonna bring me out and yeewen followed him thn i was left alone in the dark. T_T then i am allow to only sms one person and ask him for help and pls dont ask me why i chose YONGLIANG cause hes heartless. =X i sms him: i m in the forest, alone in the dark, very scare. will you help me? and his replied was: "some really cruel content which i forgotten about it" and i realise i woke up in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know why i have that kind of nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;cause ytd i sleep alone and the lighting kinda disturbing me so  i ask sister to switch it off but dont close the door but win closed it. afriad but lazy to open so i just hack care and.............................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;phobia of dark and loneliness ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please dont do that to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8063175325509111471?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8063175325509111471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8063175325509111471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8063175325509111471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8063175325509111471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-hate-to-be-left-alone-in-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4943596630877736037</id><published>2008-09-03T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:54:44.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SL4XI9JwWKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/8qYolF3Tbng/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241652458927708322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SL4XI9JwWKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/8qYolF3Tbng/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jesse Mccartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4943596630877736037?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4943596630877736037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4943596630877736037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4943596630877736037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4943596630877736037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesse-mccartney.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SL4XI9JwWKI/AAAAAAAAAnk/8qYolF3Tbng/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-458554012970503894</id><published>2008-09-02T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:21:30.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"p r om i   s   e"&lt;br /&gt;this refer to; &lt;br /&gt;broken promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: fuck dont just refer to i wana have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went MS ytd to get my mp3 fixed. and yes, my mp3 is back to normal for 5mins.&lt;br /&gt;i jsut knew it! )=&lt;br /&gt;its like, i soaked my mp3 in the water for one whole night and they told me that its just that the battary de-flated. being naive, i thot that i m be really kind thus having such a good luck BUT i was so wrong uhm. i charge it for the WHOLE NIGHT yet it seems like it didnt get charge. you know, i went out of my hse with my mp3, feeling really delighted but happiness ddoesnt last. never will it. prolly this is the fact that i should accept it uh? i almost brought a 79$ headphone for my mp3 but hold back, cause i scare i might regret. HAHAHA! but that aint the case lar! i really love my pink mp3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-458554012970503894?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/458554012970503894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=458554012970503894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/458554012970503894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/458554012970503894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/p-r-om-i-s-e-this-refer-to-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7097738980290973756</id><published>2008-09-01T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:54:09.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m so gonna change my hairstyle. (=&lt;br /&gt;yesyes! but wait til 0ct2.&lt;br /&gt;cause thats a nice day for me.&lt;br /&gt;and i have thot of it alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;*WHEE*&lt;br /&gt;hope that it will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;damn fucking hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;a hungry man is equal to a mad man.&lt;br /&gt;but i m so not gonna eat cause i m on diet. )=&lt;br /&gt;torturing~&lt;br /&gt;they asked me if i m hungry and i replied them by saying NO.&lt;br /&gt;cause i dont want to eat and i m kinda determine huh.&lt;br /&gt;but of coz, i m so gonna eat when i meet up with QM.&lt;br /&gt;going marina sq to ffixed my lovely pink mp3 and on the way makan.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes can't help but to think that my life aint that miserable afterall. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! ytd was win&amp;amp;ker's bday.&lt;br /&gt;hb to them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND lets talk about that freaking irritating guccci.&lt;br /&gt;hes uber big size now.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, he slp with me at night. :)&lt;br /&gt;AND EVERY MORING WAKE UP, I MUST TOUCH HIM, CUDDLE HIM AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;and hes more and more like Mr. Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can i really trust you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;action speaks louder than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you make me feel like a complete fool at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;friends, are hard to trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;prolly, i m still so inside my own world with my mr bobby. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7097738980290973756?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7097738980290973756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7097738980290973756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7097738980290973756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7097738980290973756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-m-so-gonna-change-my-hairstyle.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8423025960186989679</id><published>2008-08-31T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:52:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid thompson gave me a hug cause he thought that i m leaving cathay and work in GV. =D well, at least this prove that he treat me as one of his friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat work back counter. (: wah, did delivery. was uber fun and uber tiring. walk to and fro and then pop popcorn and all. it was really great huh! a really fun day which is kinda hard to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"love aint like bouncing bball."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"friendship aint like bouncing bball." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; you wont get what u reap too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8423025960186989679?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8423025960186989679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8423025960186989679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8423025960186989679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8423025960186989679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-again.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2628687119917791482</id><published>2008-08-29T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:35:10.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! i m so gonna rot till death. )= well, not all can understand how i feel afterall. as in, towards my rotting. prolly i should just hope that bugs, flies and all wouldnt come to me when i rot. cause thats so miserable, body being savour by them or what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i m feeling kinda emo now cause i just read FENG JOOYU's blog. i didnt know she was feeling emo during chalet. but well, she is. (as stated in her blog) "Never judge a book by its cover"; seems so true yet so much cruetly contain inside that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only.. you gone through what i had gone through before, you might be Esther no. 2 (= sometimes, even the thoughts of it, scare the shit out of me. prolly it become a kind of phobia a phobia which is kept in the dark; a phobia which is nv shown from my face expression; a phobia which is none will expect me to have it; a kind of phobia which make me become like this; a phobia which make me so __________________;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i have received my chalet picture. thanks shiyingg for it. (= but aww, it took me 3 - 5 hours to download it. and i must say, EI0805 chalet is awesome!!!! really totally indulge myself with the fun we all had. i guess, i m really in love with my EI0805. hope that we will stay like this till the end of year 3. (= but the fact is that, i have to stand seeing so many xl faces. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i really hate myself. i want A but yet i wanted B too. and its so impossible to merge them together. i did something real bad and i dont want to blog it out. it only reflect my bad points if i blog it out. HAHAHA!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uhm uhm uhm, SHOULD I FLOOD MYSELF WORKING AT CATHAY FROM 8-15 SEPT? like work everyday. should i? sometimes i wonder..............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2628687119917791482?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2628687119917791482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2628687119917791482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2628687119917791482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2628687119917791482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg-i-m-so-gonna-rot-till-death.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7276091271023340194</id><published>2008-08-27T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:46:52.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;一天一天,&lt;br /&gt;贴近你的心,&lt;br /&gt;你开心我关心.&lt;br /&gt;一点一滴,&lt;br /&gt;我都能感应,&lt;br /&gt;你是我最美的相信. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-you make me so in love. (=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m leading my life happily. (=&lt;br /&gt;being emo at times to stable my life abit.&lt;br /&gt;life aint all about happiness;&lt;br /&gt;you need some emo-ness in order to enhance ur happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went hub and watched meet dave with darling wangzhi.&lt;br /&gt;actually watching 4bia but story 1 totally freak us off so we went into meet dave instead.&lt;br /&gt;had a good laugh. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw sebastian while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;that slacker!&lt;br /&gt;-_________-&lt;br /&gt;as usual, he shake his head upon seeing me.&lt;br /&gt;and vice versa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is so busy nowadays. (=&lt;br /&gt;aint busy with cathay but somethings else.&lt;br /&gt;you know, they know, everyone know except catahy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i m being lame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn-ed with cindy, jooyu, zhiyong, julia and more.&lt;br /&gt;and i simply love them. (=&lt;br /&gt;even if zhiyong got xialan face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, kick boxing starting at 1sept.&lt;br /&gt;SO FAST!&lt;br /&gt;buck up, ESTHER LIANG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aim in life:&lt;br /&gt;1) to be rich -well, prolly not rich but got stable income of like 600$ monthly to spend. (=&lt;br /&gt;2) excel in kick boxing - well, this seeems hard and unreachable. )=&lt;br /&gt;3) ticklish to be STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;4) to own bobby once again.&lt;br /&gt;5) find a guy which i m willing to forsake certain things for him - this is even harder. Cause, good guy are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;6) to have more time for my friends!!! xing, sen, cindy, julia, qinmei, qg, zy, jy, zy and MORE! and not forgetting yeewen lar. (=&lt;br /&gt;7) TO EXCEL IN BEING HAPPY 'N' EMO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the feeling of love;&lt;br /&gt;the taste of love;&lt;br /&gt;i nv once had before.&lt;br /&gt;will you be the one to bring me there?&lt;br /&gt;will you be the one whom i will forsake earning $ just to spend my day with you?&lt;br /&gt;prolly. prehaps. maybe. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7276091271023340194?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7276091271023340194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7276091271023340194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7276091271023340194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7276091271023340194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-5221516261632257565</id><published>2008-08-24T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:00:27.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love EI0805! chalet was really great. even though, ALL I HAD WAS CHICKEN WING. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went for the BBQ with the purpose of eating. as usual, greedy me. (: and i m so NOT prepare to stay over night but somehow, i ton there. xD and i didnt regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there at ard 8pm. went mad and hugged everyone. wow, seriously miss them okay. wished qg&amp;amp;sj happy bday(YTD). thn had my chicken wing. oh ya, saw Mr. Bong and friend. (: and Mr. Bong brought us tibits. like one week supply. LOL! and Miss lee treated us pizza hut on day 1 which i missed out. ): then slack, eat and talk cock. and i guess EI0805 really rawk and i really love them! then cindy, zy and su went ntuc and buy whipped cream so that they can smash on qg&amp;amp;sj's face. and they are professional okay! they did it w/o mych ppl notice and ppoor me lar.. so innocent and got whipped cream on my face. thanks to qg la! hes jealous that i m clean and thus, take his face whipped cream and smash on my face. and grr, i get DIRTY! thn ard later on, Mr soo came and he brought us BEER. muhahahahaha. and of  coz, some of us drink it and yes, SOMETHING DID HAPPENED! but must keep it low profile. (: so aint gonna blog it out. but anyway, Mr. soo keep giving us advice on relationship. i keep saying that must be financial stable then can have a long and good realtionship but Mr. soo disagree! but anyway, different people got different point of view :) and Mr Soo praised me! XD thn Mr. Soo went home ard 2am. then hugged him and bid goodbye. (: oh ya, before i forget, JUNYI GAVE ME A RIDE ON HIS BIKE. omg. cool man. hahahaa! and i so love it. hahaha!  play mahjong and i win $3! muahahahaha. and serene, jy, yl and ted playing dai dee in the room and their forbid was being naked. and ended up, yl went naked. ted went half naked. jy and serene went inside naked. uer stupid. LOL! and more which i m lazy to type but somehow, i really enjoyed myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the last person i wana fall in love with;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is you. )=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pls, DONT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause ur horoscope is ***** which i hate it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5221516261632257565?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5221516261632257565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5221516261632257565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5221516261632257565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5221516261632257565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-ei0805-chalet-was-really-great.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3039306865199453040</id><published>2008-08-20T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:13:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uber sad. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went back to sch to take c maths paper. T_T totally remind me of a maths paper. those bad memories i had....  those hardship i gone thru and all..... and yet, i have to endure all this again. ._. but well, at least i gotta b4 for my amaths for O's. (: and that kinda make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asshole chensj say that i, him, qg and jy is zone 3. so qg, sj and i went into zone 3 and we sit down. and the position aint right too. i was sitting in front of sj when i should be sitting behind qg. then in the end, we sat at the wrong seats. was uber embarrassing. so went to our correct sitting and i even took away the qns paper which is not mean for me. then when i was about to sit down, they came and asked me to return. -___- then start doing and getting freaking bored. didnt really know how to do cause i didnt even study at all. i know i suck but who cares. (: went off at 2pm cause i didnt know how to do and i didnt want to stay in the hall and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went amk hub and realise i got nothing to do at all. ._. so went up cathay and decided to catch movie. look at the closer timeslot, only journey available so went in to watch it. sat at the fourth row and in the middle. well, not thaat bad afterall. (: had cripsy chicken combo and dinosaur egg to accompany for the whole movie. and the best of all, it was all freeee. xD wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner brought thai food from foodcourt and a e2max drink. AND I ACTUALLY REALISE TT THERES FREAKING GARLIC IN THE THAI FOOD LAR. knn can? )= and i swear i will nv eat that anymore. F-U-C-K. seriously, fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, Mr. James close my counter and i have shortage of $26.16! ): due to the free smart dollar. thn sign shortage form. very sadddddddddddddddddddd okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch 12 lotus after work with yeewen. XD the main lead is so handsome lar. x.x geez. then Mr. Glen is a good guy. he let us in to his cab so we wont have to pay alot. bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway! thats my very poor day. )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3039306865199453040?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3039306865199453040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3039306865199453040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3039306865199453040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3039306865199453040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/uber-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7840502567000278960</id><published>2008-08-18T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T14:57:47.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>notebook left with a battary lifespan of like, uhm, 24%. running really low and i guess after blogging, i have to go off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went for dinner at my dad's company. pan pacific hotel. ._. the dinner completely suck. sis dint allow me to drink orange juice cause she concluded i have alrdy drink 1.5litres of it. so she got me to drink chinese tea instead. awwwwww! then went to the toilet, one of the staff ask if we are sister and we give that "we look alike meh?" kinda look. then took cab home. and i find it cheap. just 13.80$ from city hall to khatib. at least, its not what i expected like 20$++. hahahaha! home and i fall asleep immediately. guess i m really tired... ))=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want to earn big money. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my future bf mustn be poor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not saying that he will be paying my share but he must be able to pay his own share if i decided to dine at pepper lunch or what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;off to make $. xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7840502567000278960?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7840502567000278960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7840502567000278960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7840502567000278960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7840502567000278960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/notebook-left-with-battary-lifespan-of.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4415750741101659230</id><published>2008-08-17T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:31:00.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-dont fall in love with a flirt, the one losing out is YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kick boxing goona resume at sep 1.&lt;br /&gt;ahh, wonder if i get to see him or not.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, my shorts. (:&lt;br /&gt;cool man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;til the end of the world, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my world stil revovles ard yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if u had alrdy DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4415750741101659230?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4415750741101659230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4415750741101659230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4415750741101659230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4415750741101659230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-fall-in-love-with-flirt-one-losing.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7342228530105659620</id><published>2008-08-16T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T14:23:28.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" 与其说对不起， 到不如想办法加油。=D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise, since changes has been make alrdy, i shouldnt try to salavage it. (:&lt;br /&gt;its okay, its alright.&lt;br /&gt;i m stilll happy with my current life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EI0805 chalet coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;excitedddddddd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 EI0805.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7342228530105659620?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7342228530105659620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7342228530105659620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7342228530105659620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7342228530105659620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/d-i-realise-since-changes-has-been-make.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-463771636648342696</id><published>2008-08-15T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:08:02.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what ESTHER means;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E : You like to play with cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S : Fuckin crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T : Awesome kisser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H : You have a very good personality and good looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E : You like to play with cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R : You're loyal to those you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so freaking F-A-K-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate cat. i always bully them! cause they always hurt my lil precious bobby so i am just helping poor bobby to revenge. aint black heart. to hell with those cats.&lt;br /&gt;and upon reading the first meaning, it totally turn me off.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, this predicted is so freaking eeeeeeeeew.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SKUqmCDfGCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/RnbnPW6xA98/s1600-h/1_645883957l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234636974762956834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SKUqmCDfGCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/RnbnPW6xA98/s320/1_645883957l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;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;my friend for both secondary and poly. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-463771636648342696?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/463771636648342696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=463771636648342696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/463771636648342696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/463771636648342696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/bullshit.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SKUqmCDfGCI/AAAAAAAAAnc/RnbnPW6xA98/s72-c/1_645883957l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8886028469242812578</id><published>2008-08-13T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:07:31.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Last christmas, i gave u my heart but the very next day, you gave it away.&lt;br /&gt;This years to save me from tears, i give it to someone special. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T-I-R-E-D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S-H-A-G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for 23aug. (:&lt;br /&gt;i m so gonna see so many faces.&lt;br /&gt;like DAREN CHAN, KEITH AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not forgetting the main purpose of earning my $50 for just working for 4 hours or 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;basically, i love daren chan la! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 nov 2011 gonna be a big day for me! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CAUSE, ITS A DOUBLE TRIPLE 11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we will get to know each other if fate allow. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kick box kick box kick box~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8886028469242812578?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8886028469242812578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8886028469242812578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8886028469242812578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8886028469242812578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-christmas-i-gave-u-my-heart-but.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4145331940327169942</id><published>2008-08-12T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:27:12.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 104am now.&lt;br /&gt;tmr i got my badminton date at like 11am.&lt;br /&gt;so why aint in bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after so long,  i tears means nothing alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;but i just terribly teared.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;after so long, i still miss him terribly.&lt;br /&gt;hes my everything.&lt;br /&gt;now that hes gone, i have nothing much left with me.&lt;br /&gt;my emotional, my happiness, all gone with him.&lt;br /&gt;if tears can bring him back, i dont mind crying til i went blind.&lt;br /&gt;but i cry till no more tears left within me alrdy yet he aint back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;i shall put all my love in guccci instead. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4145331940327169942?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4145331940327169942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4145331940327169942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4145331940327169942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4145331940327169942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-104am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4994298062833964799</id><published>2008-08-10T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T17:07:23.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lack of time?&lt;br /&gt;or was it lack of time management?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SJ6uxll70VI/AAAAAAAAAm0/aejGR34zRPk/s1600-h/17776155615825l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232811983979139410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SJ6uxll70VI/AAAAAAAAAm0/aejGR34zRPk/s320/17776155615825l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;-prolly this kind of thing will nv happpen to me. cause i know myself too well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4994298062833964799?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4994298062833964799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4994298062833964799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4994298062833964799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4994298062833964799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/lack-of-time-or-was-it-lack-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SJ6uxll70VI/AAAAAAAAAm0/aejGR34zRPk/s72-c/17776155615825l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-1077191126603016169</id><published>2008-08-09T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:00:06.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test 2: The real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really care about other people's feelings. You do things the way you want and usually think only about yourself. You are easy-going and love to have fun, but you can be irresponsible as well. You are not keen on serious discussions because they can make you remember that life isn't always about parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;test 3: What's your personality love style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love, and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though, you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you test here if you wan. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality"&gt; CLICK HERE LA!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being bored so just try doing those quiz.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even understand myself, so what make this quiz able to?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;seriously wondering.....&lt;br /&gt;well, whatever it is, i m happy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;my friends are limited, i m always with the same old gang.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;i dont need a huge social life but prolly what i ever need was:&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bobby. (= &amp;amp; not forgetting my new member, Mr. Gucci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m going work soon soon soon!&lt;br /&gt;goodbyee earthlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-1077191126603016169?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1077191126603016169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=1077191126603016169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/1077191126603016169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/1077191126603016169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/test-1-your-view-on-yourself-other.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4674722876010460897</id><published>2008-08-09T04:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T04:30:57.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"prolly i just suck. prolly it doesnt matter anymore. prolly i m just too used to it. bro, we shall be. -even if it hurts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, singapore. (=&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, dearest Melvan Ong Jian Loooooong. (=&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, wish u have the best luck ahead.&lt;br /&gt;and i will always be there whenever u need me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;well, and no forgetting, all the best to you and headquarter.&lt;br /&gt;and pls grow more mature and stop questioning me stupid qns like who i like!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;all the best, stupid pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw him this morning when i m on the way to NYP. (=&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling that hes from health science.&lt;br /&gt;and i really wonder why!&lt;br /&gt;one thing i am kinda sure about is he aint from IT or enginnering.&lt;br /&gt;cause he dont look like one.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sad to say, but he speak english.&lt;br /&gt;time to brush up my english.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work as usual.&lt;br /&gt;but today was so boring. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana KUN alrdy la!&lt;br /&gt;take care. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4674722876010460897?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4674722876010460897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4674722876010460897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4674722876010460897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4674722876010460897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/prolly-i-just-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-1455211690559482529</id><published>2008-08-05T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:01:23.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervin rocks so much.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;cause he helped me to change my:&lt;br /&gt;- Msn Display Picture to : DINOSAUR aka kong long&lt;br /&gt;-Msn PM to : Mervin is the pathway to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he did that when i m helping him to do his Database! &lt;br /&gt;so much for my kindnesssss!&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt realise my display pic till daren tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;-______-&lt;br /&gt;and now, i m so lazy to change it back to my real face.&lt;br /&gt;H-A-H-A-H-A-H-A-H-A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BTW, MERVIN LOOK LIKE THIS:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SJhzGyscLVI/AAAAAAAAAms/ocdGgYvh9kA/s1600-h/22072008589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231057527715409234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SJhzGyscLVI/AAAAAAAAAms/ocdGgYvh9kA/s320/22072008589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYPICAL HORSE FACE.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;i m uber contended with my life now!&lt;br /&gt;my very perfect life with everything even though i m always complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like, meet up with retard just now.&lt;br /&gt;and we chat about alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;and we wonder, sometimes why most people have to think twice before answering when people ask if they do have a bf/gf.&lt;br /&gt;does this show that they didnt like their bf/gf or their bf/gf was a disguise? .__.&lt;br /&gt;but however, i wouldnt know how to answer this qns if someone ask me.&lt;br /&gt;but i will say yes w/o thinking if my Bf were to be some big shot. =X&lt;br /&gt;but too bad.&lt;br /&gt;so kinda fortunate to have no Bf currently. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess sometimes retard and i really have the same thinking.&lt;br /&gt;in terms when finding a Bf.&lt;br /&gt;uber retard i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its seems like we aint looking for a Bf, but looking for our future instead.&lt;br /&gt;its not about being materalist or what but just, for the sake of future.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, money is really important uh?&lt;br /&gt;at least to retard and i.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most retarded thing happened in amk hub just now.&lt;br /&gt;which is being laughed non-stop by mud.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to retard.&lt;br /&gt;it goes like:&lt;br /&gt;she wanna let me see a watch which she fancy but somehow, dont have and i point to that watch and ask if it is and her reaction was so huge and go like: YES YES BUT EH NO LA! thn a gang of muds came and did the same thing. and i cant help but to laugh constantly. and the mud walk away and so did us and when we walk past them, they did the same thing again. -___- thn we went to makan thn on the way home, we saw them again and as usual, they did the same reaction as retard. i was laughing again. then went to bus stop to wait for 853, we saw them AGAIN but they are in the bus and waving to us. LOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;i bet u will laugh like hell if you were to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no doubt, retard is uber attention seeking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i m missing Mr. Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;its a torture to walk pass that particular spot daily.&lt;br /&gt;cause it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will learn to love when i know my kick boxing senior. =D&lt;br /&gt;cause hes my prince charming.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry if i didnt love u before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i thot i did but apparently, i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i didnt think of u at all after that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and prolly thats why i can still talk to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause all along, u are my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-1455211690559482529?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1455211690559482529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=1455211690559482529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/1455211690559482529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/1455211690559482529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-mervin-rocks-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SJhzGyscLVI/AAAAAAAAAms/ocdGgYvh9kA/s72-c/22072008589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8755321596085670829</id><published>2008-08-04T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:58:29.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just watch money not enough 2 &amp;amp; gave me alot of inspiration. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what daren stated in his blog before, seems so true out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lots of people, want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess different people got different point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT,&lt;br /&gt;happiness require money.&lt;br /&gt;even for girls who DONT go for branded stuff.&lt;br /&gt;dont you think tts so true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine you are having ur first date, and ur Bf ask you to eat coffeeshop.&lt;br /&gt;how will you feel?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt say that coffeeshop aint nice but i bet u will have a thinkng tt hes gonna bring you to coffeeshop daily.&lt;br /&gt;and this of cause, turns you off.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously, i didnt say my every date mmust dine at pepper lunch tat kinda place.&lt;br /&gt;and dine at coffeeshop with friends, are the best. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres still alot of examples i wana say out but i m afriad this would be kinda rude to others ppl. afterall, my blog is like open to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well, girls, if u cant stand coffeeshop, dont look for guys who can only bring you to coffeeshop even if u like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for guys, dont court a girl unless you are able to take care of her everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money is still the only pathway to find ur happiness. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8755321596085670829?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8755321596085670829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8755321596085670829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8755321596085670829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8755321596085670829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-watch-money-not-enough-2-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-9086124934551359085</id><published>2008-08-03T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:41:17.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, life has been great with pepper lunch around me! XD and no doubt, my new love is pepper lunch now. &amp;amp; yes, its kinda ex. i m just a student lar! )): but pepper lunch is really awesome!! geeez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white is a nice guy thou he keep complaining about his 1.95$ chocolate which he gave me half meaning he give me smth which costs ard 1$. -_____- and he gave me a bottle of green tea but somehow i drink it even thou i dislike green tea. hahahahhahaha! prolly i m insane at tt moment. wish white can find his dream girl soon la. if not, he gonna complain ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15aug, my another buffet day. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are we selfish in nature or the surronding force us to be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, i dont get how people think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, i dont even get wat i m thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes, i wish that things will be even more simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if only, everything could be as simple as it seems to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;)=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i m losing confidence in myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can someone, direct me to the correct path? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything is too late and i know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i aint smart and i know it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wat hurt the most aint tt i aint smart but what ppl actually do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wat shhld i do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont have any confidence of being able to go sem2....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-9086124934551359085?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/9086124934551359085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=9086124934551359085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/9086124934551359085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/9086124934551359085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-d-aww-life-has-been-great-with.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-4457381664845100022</id><published>2008-07-31T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:17:25.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>would u be shock if i were to say i found my prince charming alrdy? XD hes always taking train from the jurong east side, but i m always from the marina bay side. i always take a second look if there's the jurong east side train when i alight at yck. sometimes when i m lucky, i get to see him. and this wil make my day. sound dumb right? but he always give me a special yet awkard feeling. *WHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seoul garden with poly mates are GREAT! xD gosh, i love them to bits. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m really tired. )x tue went kbox till like 5am -___- and morning went for my seoul. NO WONDER THUR I SELF-DECLARE HOLIDAY. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck it lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate it when ppl act as thou they know me well but they dont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ahhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i m just myself. i m just Esther Liang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the lil miss bobdog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4457381664845100022?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4457381664845100022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4457381664845100022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4457381664845100022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4457381664845100022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/would-u-be-shock-if-i-were-to-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2955432626227488372</id><published>2008-07-29T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:37:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just read dar's blog. hes getting uber emo. talking about the past and this make me wonder if he is talking about her. hmm! well, i dono what to comment but everyone should just carry on walking down. no use lingering or rather, indulge in the past cause the time wouldnt just stop for ur sake. u get wat i mean? but sometimes, when the night is getting darker, no doubt, it make people emo even more than usual. HAHA! shit me. being contradicting again. but oh well, thats life. we make mistake. we regret, we put the blame on ourself etc. happiness come from sadness. isnt it so true? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. he live in uhm, bishan? XD well, i seriously dono and my mindset is so naive that i thot he stay in bishan coz the mrt he took was "jurong east". so i told qm about it and she was like, "pls lar, not only bishan can. east side also what! heng is an example." but well, i saw him ytd while waiting for cai yan and all. :D i m like telling myself not to but well, obviously, i tried to peep then act like i m not and all. i saw him walking down the escalator and uhm, he is walking to my direction. (obviously, he aint gonna talk to me) tap out of the card and walk to NYP.  all in my mind was, ahh, hes sooo kawaii. XD and i can feel that i m really shy at that point of time! then went to kick box and i he aint there. ))x BUT, in the end, he came for like 5minutes. looking so sweaty! lolololololololololololololololol. thn qm ask me if its tt guy and i say yes. geeeez. qm say hes is kinda cute. but why i feel tat qm is lying? ))x ok, maybe hes just cute in my eyes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i gonna go sch soon! XD&lt;br /&gt;i love and miss all of u okay? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2955432626227488372?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2955432626227488372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2955432626227488372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2955432626227488372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2955432626227488372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-read-dars-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7714684889579562957</id><published>2008-07-26T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T04:33:51.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m getting uber fat. uber knn. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but food temptation is so high lor! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i must kp running!&lt;br /&gt;running chase those fats away! (=&lt;br /&gt;yes, ESTHER LIANG! &lt;br /&gt;i hope i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gucci is a replacement of Mr. Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;but as time pass by, i m loving Mr. Gucci more. =D&lt;br /&gt;is that a good thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fact about me.&lt;br /&gt;i think guys who are slim and wear bermudas attracts my attention. XD and i dono why! muhahahaha but yea, i think they look greeeeeeeeeeeeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn! damn tired. )x&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7714684889579562957?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7714684889579562957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7714684889579562957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7714684889579562957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7714684889579562957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-m-getting-uber-fat.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-549382317193741741</id><published>2008-07-23T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:18:33.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SIc9MFJ6SRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/uD0-8f9eAYM/s1600-h/22072008601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226213170338220306" style="FLOAT: left; 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(inside joke!) all ate fish&amp;wedge except for me and da ma who ate beefy chesse dog meal. XD but well, chye yan look so tired! and i guess she must be really tired! poor girl. )= take care arh, my dear chye yan. thn we joke ard and all and it was really fun! then after neh-bu, we went home! so tired. and i fall asleep while playing my notebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about presentation. WOW! si da ma. keep making me laugh when i present. x.x so i guess my marks got pull down. )= thn after that, he came to me and he say, he dono why but see my face can make him laugh. -__________- super di siao la! thn his turn to present, i and chye yan went in front to di siao him. muhahahhahahha! and played CS when other group were presenting. i know its rude but iya, the timing all so correct. its like i went to sit beside yue xian thn the comp was on thn i saw maple but sch wireless doesnt allow us to play! thn asked him got what to play so he say CS so i thot of trying. and yea, see! its aint my fault. )= thn played CS. super retard, i tell you. hahaha! yes, i mean i m super retard. its like! yue xian ask me how many ppl i wana fight with so i say 5! wanted to say 1 can but abit ps so 5. thn guess wat weapon he allow those 5 ppl to use. -___________- KNIFE ONLY LOR! so he kp, dont need scare la! just go and shooot them. but still, i didnt manage to kill all 5. just 4! omg. but the process of me playing was super retard. ong yue xian and cheng yi keep lauging! roar. thn martin and da ma came and di siao my hair! WALAO!every morning make my hair so neat, in the end, also messy. BIG BIG SIGH.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. I REWARDED MYSELF WITH ONE MORE BIG BLUE-BLACK. knn can? its like so wrong. everything is so wrong. i keep falling down. am i really that clumsy? and this time round, the blue-black is really huge! so like, i reach the classroom and i just: "welcome to the world of white and black. (: bla bla bla". thn put my laptop and my bag down and thn i fall down! stupid da ma was like, wah, wear until so nice yet fall down. )= i also don want! so abit hurtful but i decided to ignore it since i m alrdy used to it BUT BUT BUT... i start to emo when i got home. i take a look at it and i saw the huge blue-black. then went msn, saw andy pm was, offically missing u. so decided to di siao him thn told him about my blue-black and he didnt even show any sign of concern can? wwwwwhhat kiiiiiiind of brrrrro right? eeeeeeeeyer. hate him la! then fall asleep halfway. -____- thn wake up and msn again! my life is all about msn! all about notebook! all about food! all about Mr. bobby and Mr. gucci. anything else? NONONONO. (= i guess, i m stil unwilling to let anyone in yet. but well, when the time comes, eventually, i guess i will. isnt it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.&lt;br /&gt;shouting out real loud. &lt;br /&gt;WHY? &lt;br /&gt;I M NOT TELLING YOU! &lt;br /&gt;bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5231647348826778720?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5231647348826778720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5231647348826778720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5231647348826778720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5231647348826778720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-fun-fun-day-why-oh-well-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6510425641578380864</id><published>2008-07-20T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:43:29.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boos. i added one more injury onto my leg ytd again. -__- i guess he gonna say i m fucking retard and clumsy. but well, i wouldnt tell him that also and like wat i say, we shall not contact until needed. =D it gonna hurts but it gonna drag more if i keep dragging u down and not letting u leave my world. but well, thats like what i say to myself a year ago or 2 year ago or what. x.x btw, i suck right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, html proj is completed! just a few more edit and ta-da! geez. and i gonna be really free alrdy! CHEEESE! and plus the fact tat holiday are comming soon, WELL, I THINK and i guess I M REALLY SUPER HAPPY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally can have time to go SUSHI TEI, seoul garden, pepper lunch and more. gosh, goona spend so much again. my money is all spend on fooood. .___. and whee, next sat rum&amp;raisin with dom! HEHEHEHEHEHE.... well, can i be super rich? so i can dont work and still get to eat ex food. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my.. if my future bf ever see this post, i guess he gonna go zzz. HAHAHAHA! coz i will tell him i dont wan eat hawker center. i wan eat ajisen.. i wan eat nebo.. i wan eat this and that. HEHEHE! but well i m not tt extreme to the type whereby i dont eat hawker center.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love fish! fish love me! =D can i marry a fisherman? geez. and i have like fish for both lunch and dinner ytd. and i guess i m really in love with fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. BYE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6510425641578380864?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6510425641578380864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6510425641578380864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6510425641578380864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6510425641578380864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/boos.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8219846891680086870</id><published>2008-07-19T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T04:05:28.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realise, kb passed away alrdy. )= well, althought we nv meet before but i always find u cute. XD but sigh, i always didnt have the confidence to meet you. afriad that u would find me weird looking and bla bla bla. now that u have passed away, i deeply regretted. )= rest in peace, msn friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working is always fun! XD took cab home with thompson, kenny and nurbilah. WHEE! had lots of fun with them! =D and one customer took number from me today but i didnt give. was so embarrasing. x.x oh ya! and i brought oreo chessecake home! =D and micheal gave me the panda bottle! LOVE IT SO MUCH K! but must beware! cant let anyone seeeeee. and ah kor leaving cathay soon. ]: gonaa misss him ALOT! seriously, alot! ): but i guess this life. wat can i do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I M GETTING NBCB FAT LA! diet plan now. =D please dont tempt me with those food! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh... alot of things happening nowadays. i hate to have emotional. i just wana say to you, even if what u say really did happen, i will keep my words and leave there and i swear i wouldnt like him back. ok? =D secondly, to you. i still cant forget you. i know it has been years and i shld have forget all about you but somehow, i couldnt. )= i hope we can stop contacting each other anymore. T_T cause i wana have a brand new life. i wana abandon my old life. thirdly, to another you. sorry if i did hurt you but please carry on ur life w/o me cause i know you can. the like u have for me aint strong at all. you know it. so please, face back reality.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i m done with my emo paragraph. bbbbbbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8219846891680086870?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8219846891680086870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8219846891680086870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8219846891680086870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8219846891680086870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-just-realise-kb-passed-away-alrdy.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2451976040577198926</id><published>2008-07-18T03:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:52:15.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn! change of blogskin once again! aww, i guess i must be really SIAN thus keep changing or should i say i change cause my mood is changing too? well, no specific reason for me to change my blogskin actually. i m just crapping. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another 8 hrs time, i will be having my c# programming test yet here i am, doing my blogger. aww, ESTHER LIANG suck so much! well, c# is a confirm retake module for me. well, at least i get to retake and not drop out of school but somehow, i gonna miss EI0805 so much if i didnt get to be with them anymore. aww! T_T but well, what to do! i m a noob in programming. okok, just give in ur best shot and see what gonna happen. its not like, i didnt even learn at all! at least when i ask myself, i have something to fight back. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny sending me Always be my baby now! and if it aint nice, i gonna bash him. XD muhahahahhahahaha. lets seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee if i gonna bash him or not. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH-gQ9_s2AI/AAAAAAAAAk0/WhvVkSirTHU/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080618_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH-gQ9_s2AI/AAAAAAAAAk0/WhvVkSirTHU/s320/Snapshot_20080618_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224070306153158658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;you cant see me; i m just trying to distance myself from reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2451976040577198926?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2451976040577198926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2451976040577198926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2451976040577198926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2451976040577198926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/yawn-change-of-blogskin-once-again-aww.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH-gQ9_s2AI/AAAAAAAAAk0/WhvVkSirTHU/s72-c/Snapshot_20080618_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-283817391360352065</id><published>2008-07-17T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T02:50:22.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nbcb. )= dont ask me why i swear but of coz i have my reason to swear. ahh, i m getting emo. dont ask me why i m getting emo coz u would think that i m uber retard to emo for tt retard reason. and i must adjust my mood back to normal as soon as possible if not tmr melvan ong meet me, he gonna label me as the real emo kid. LOL! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OK LAR! tell you why i emo now. 2 factors, or rather 3. &lt;br /&gt;1) THE VENDING MACHINE CHEATED MY $3!! but $3 is small thing lar. the main problem was i m uber thirsty now! nbcb nbcb. find one day find someone go fuck the vending machine. )= &lt;br /&gt;2) I REALISE TT ITS VERY SADDENING TO KNOW TT THE GUY U THOT WHO LOVE U DEEPLY ACTUALLY DONT. ok, i m watching love story and its the dono how many times i m watching it again but i still feel so emo! &lt;br /&gt;3) i didnt know i actually would care tt much but however, it hurt. )= it seriously hurt alot as a friend. seriously..... can u at least treat me btr abit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. ignore the third one. coz i guess he aint part of my emo-ness. and he isnt la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. &lt;br /&gt;vending machine, i hate you! &lt;br /&gt;bbye. )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-283817391360352065?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/283817391360352065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=283817391360352065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/283817391360352065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/283817391360352065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/nbcb.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2682231720167391902</id><published>2008-07-16T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:19:54.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yiSjIX9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/kXMnbLBKTSM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080714_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yiSjIX9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/kXMnbLBKTSM/s320/Snapshot_20080714_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223457076239949778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pinic or doing project work? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yitTnhkI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JT4z_k68NjE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yitTnhkI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JT4z_k68NjE/s320/Snapshot_20080714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223457083422639682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; listening to lecture or taking picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yi7rdOSI/AAAAAAAAAks/uGGrSfU0US4/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080714_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yi7rdOSI/AAAAAAAAAks/uGGrSfU0US4/s320/Snapshot_20080714_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223457087280724258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chicky and monkey or ESTHER cuter?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! i m insane alrdy. coz project is taking away my precious brain cells and i dont have the time to nua at home and bla bla bla. my greatest wish is to nua at home for the rest of my life. XD isolent brat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i m done with blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ytd was a great great day! can i say the reason why? why? why? well, apparently, i bumped into him twice! XD and he stay near me. ahh! how perfect it is? it aint any crushh or what but i guess he attract my attention. XD saddening tt i cant mention who he is coz i don even know him but i know alot people that i know know him. )= so like, i cant mention much about him either. but happy that i bumped into him TWICE in a day. WHEEE* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye! &lt;br /&gt;i love gucci (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2682231720167391902?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2682231720167391902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2682231720167391902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2682231720167391902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2682231720167391902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/pinic-or-doing-project-work-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SH1yiSjIX9I/AAAAAAAAAkc/kXMnbLBKTSM/s72-c/Snapshot_20080714_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-4215733434218248716</id><published>2008-07-13T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:02:34.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i m complaining that i m really busy yet i still have the time to blog. WOW. three cheerrs for me. XD not only blog but to change the skin as well. can i have six cheers now? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m gonna chiong html soon soon soon!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and poly life suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;project project and still project! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prolly RP is the place for me BUT BUT BUT, i m always late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what should i do?&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SHn8CZuT8eI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rAmm_6S17b8/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222482361107870178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SHn8CZuT8eI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rAmm_6S17b8/s320/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my love forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;3&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SHn8CZuT8eI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rAmm_6S17b8/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4215733434218248716?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4215733434218248716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4215733434218248716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4215733434218248716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4215733434218248716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-m-complaining-that-i-m-really-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SHn8CZuT8eI/AAAAAAAAAkU/rAmm_6S17b8/s72-c/DSC01951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-965980117385765000</id><published>2008-07-13T04:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T04:42:35.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW! chiong project all the way today till 8pm i receieved a call from dom asking me if i wana catch hancock. well, kind off dont feel like but somehow, in the end i went to watch hancock. HAHA! i need a BREAK from my project. its killing my precious brain cells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suwanno commented that GUCCI is kawaii. (: and uber funny. suwanno become GUCCI;s nanny. a d i guess GUCCI enjoy suwanno's compny cause he didnt really bite him that much and i can see suwanno LOVE gucci to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prehaps, prolly and maybe u can catch hancock. its kinda niceeeeeeee but i dont watch tis kind of show. i watch it cause dom asked me to. -___-" and veejay is so nice. XD he gave me nebo pricing and free food. yum yum! love veejay! XD then pass yeewen 2 small cupcake. one for her and one for my ah kor. whee! but its uber sweet. bad for ah kor's health. ): shouldnt give him! ahh, regretted! )= went dom's hse there and slack after movie. well, dom live in mini condon and theres pool and bla bla bla. how i wish i stay there. so in the bus, we chatted. and i only rmb one sentence he say. so it goes like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dom: u knw 1cm how much anot?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: ya la *showing him the 1cm action*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dom: then u know 15cm? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i guess so. *slowly counting my 1cm to 15cm* -___-"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dom: roughly give me 15cm. and tts the length of my penis. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: went insane. cant stop laughing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dom: DONT THINK OF MY BABY's PENIS LA! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: HA A HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walao. damn funny can! cant stop laughing lor! thn cab home at ard 4am. uber tired! gonna sleep soon soon soon! XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thomPson, stop giving me retard face. LOL! u shld know what i mean. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok. super tired! tmr choing project again? HMMM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-965980117385765000?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/965980117385765000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=965980117385765000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/965980117385765000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/965980117385765000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-chiong-project-all-way-today-till.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7523630811194047828</id><published>2008-07-11T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:18:42.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today comm skills talk about self-esteem. uhm, find it so true that looks is so important. theres a sentence saying that do not judge a book by its cover. however,  its like we always judge a book by its cover. -____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so comm skills tacher ask us to write down what we are unhappy with and i wrrote,&lt;br /&gt;1) smaller face&lt;br /&gt;2) smaller nose&lt;br /&gt;3) be super rich&lt;br /&gt;4) to be SKINNY&lt;br /&gt;but however, i still can accept how i look like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. as in, i cant change anything what so no choice but to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about credit card.. i told swuanno i wana make the citibank credit card as it look nice so everyone conclude that i like handsome guy. -_____-" well.. towards this sentence, even i, mysef also dono if i do like handsome guy or not. HMMMM! but well, eug say in this world, its either looks or money. and daren and i both think single life are the best. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tireeeeeeeeed like shithead!&lt;br /&gt;and i  wana go kickbox.&lt;br /&gt;i really do!&lt;br /&gt;cause theres percentage that i get to see my eye candy. (:&lt;br /&gt;well, basicaly i only get to see him IF i go south canteen eat but i m always in north.&lt;br /&gt;))x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. slp slp slp slp slp slp slp.&lt;br /&gt;bye fucker. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7523630811194047828?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7523630811194047828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7523630811194047828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7523630811194047828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7523630811194047828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-comm-skills-talk-about-self.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2298441787757104346</id><published>2008-07-09T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T14:45:11.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEBO WITH POLY FRIEND SOON! XD &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i love to abuse sjchen! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2298441787757104346?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2298441787757104346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2298441787757104346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2298441787757104346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2298441787757104346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/nebo-with-poly-friend-soon-xd-i-love-to.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-5366752736237535359</id><published>2008-07-09T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:59:33.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel that i m a bitch now. well, what to say? but i brought this upon myself. i m totally speechlessssssssssss. i really hate myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was really GREAT. (:&lt;br /&gt;cause OHYONGLIANG workingggggg today and his c2 while i am c1!&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehehe! life is always great with OYL and FYW. ((:&lt;br /&gt;but today shortage $0.90 )=&lt;br /&gt;cause of OYL lar! sickening asshole. order staff meal from me yet dont wan pay! only pay $2!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! no lar. i volunteer to help him pay the rest. XD&lt;br /&gt;i m niceee to him right? XD&lt;br /&gt;then we took cab home and he, OYL, help me close my cab door.&lt;br /&gt;which make FYW really jealous.&lt;br /&gt;muahhahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;and more which i m really lazy to type it out but somehow, working is great! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes when u lose smth which u tresure the most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing else matter anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess, somehow, my heart is only keep for bobby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5366752736237535359?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5366752736237535359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5366752736237535359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5366752736237535359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5366752736237535359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-feel-that-i-m-bitch-now.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6102516352029938800</id><published>2008-07-07T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:07:44.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.. i dono what to say except for sorry. i know i hurt u deeply. all the problem just lies with me. me, me and still me. i think and feel tat i m a bitch. u are great, really great but i just couldnt accept it. i learn the hard way before. i will never like someone that much anymore. deep down in my heart, bobby still exist. u may find it crap but well, i swear i love bobby alot. no one can ever replace him lar! sorry boy. ]: i guess, i suck big time and i am such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nbcb.&lt;br /&gt;life suck lar.&lt;br /&gt;BB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6102516352029938800?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6102516352029938800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6102516352029938800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6102516352029938800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6102516352029938800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/well.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8287899377558969092</id><published>2008-07-07T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:37:41.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>believe it or not,&lt;br /&gt;i still love Mr. BOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still do miss him...&lt;br /&gt;i still do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wana&lt;/span&gt; hug him...&lt;br /&gt;i still do think of dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; crying anymore cause,&lt;br /&gt;tears cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;describle&lt;/span&gt; how wreck i feel;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; talking about him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tt&lt;/span&gt; much cause,&lt;br /&gt;i m trying real hard to forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he taught me how to love him&lt;br /&gt;but i have to teach myself how to stop loving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can forsake anything just for him to be by my side but even if i forsake, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be by my side. reality is cruel. i hate reality. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; post, i know.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8287899377558969092?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8287899377558969092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8287899377558969092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8287899377558969092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8287899377558969092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/believe-it-or-not-i-still-love-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-382077875240635785</id><published>2008-07-06T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T04:09:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW.. totally shag nowadys. pls DONT ask me why cause i cant freaking give u an aanswer why am i so freaking shag. ): but i m like, dozing off no matter where i am. but hey, at least i didnt like, uhm, walk while sleeping. thats a compliment for myself. XD ohhhhh,  aint thick skin okay! but well, if u put urself in my shoe, u would think tt its a compliment also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is getting more and more SIAN! well, actually i really enjoy working at amk cathay. (: cause i think people there are nice. nice in a sense that they are funny. XD people like CHRISTOPHER, thomson, kenny, yeewen, yongliang and bla bla bla. well but somehow, kinda feel like quitting. Reason was because i m really tired.. tired to the extent whereby i think i can fall asleep even when walking S-O-O-N. and the thing that is holding me back was, i cant bear to leave my friend there. ): i dono why but i just dont ber to leave them. but i just dont bear to. sian arh! i seriously dono if i shld quit or not. YAWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then as for NYP, its getting more and more no life. i always go to school for the sake of freaking attendence. and m c# is dying. iya! blame myself lor. its my own faulit. its so my own fault. always msn -____- i freaking hate msn la! T_T temptation is too high for me to resist it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still cant forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still cant forget the day bob pass away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i m actually, still awaiting for his reutrn. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know i m dumb but reality is cruel. i dont minbd staying in my thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bob teaches me whats love but now tt he leave, i find it really hard to love someone that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in short, i m getting more and more no emotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when can i even stop living? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ZZZ!&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/27985317-382077875240635785?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/382077875240635785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=382077875240635785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/382077875240635785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/382077875240635785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-5446130843458586319</id><published>2008-07-01T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:44:55.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAREN CHAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aka &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell you why I befriended you.&lt;br /&gt;cause ure kaopei. HAHAHA! like seriously. talking so loud and sitting behind me with keith and is from NCC. and fall in love with gerladine/april? eh, i forget and thats how i know you. pls dont think that i befriend with u cause u are good looking. cause u are the most thick skin guy in this freaking world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Associate you with a song / movie.&lt;br /&gt;zi lian; king kong (cause i watch with you. muhahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell a random fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;you are getting more bitchy and more FLIRT lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Tell a first memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;ur height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Associate you with an animal / fruit.&lt;br /&gt;horny sparky and durian. the geylang trip XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.&lt;br /&gt;when can u ever dont di siao me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In return, you must post this in your own LJ/blog.&lt;br /&gt;.......... u forced me to blog it. nbcb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-5446130843458586319?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/5446130843458586319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=5446130843458586319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5446130843458586319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/5446130843458586319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-for-daren-chan-aka-bf.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6804055662277524574</id><published>2008-07-01T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:52:54.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf4czKvxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/YprcWFKeZec/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217947804181905170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf4czKvxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/YprcWFKeZec/s320/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf4XB_N7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/DeF6L-UdVis/s1600-h/DSC02017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217947802633451442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf4XB_N7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/DeF6L-UdVis/s320/DSC02017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf44At2XI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BycyV795X5E/s1600-h/DSC02018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217947811486488946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf44At2XI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BycyV795X5E/s320/DSC02018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf5ICDMLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/o5jvv8MFFto/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080630_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217947815787049138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf5ICDMLI/AAAAAAAAAkE/o5jvv8MFFto/s320/Snapshot_20080630_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf5LYXMAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_3R1tWsY_mM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217947816685940738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf5LYXMAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_3R1tWsY_mM/s320/Snapshot_20080630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo photo and photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being really vain in NYP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cindy, qg and zy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my classmates. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, cindy is my besti in NYP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets seeeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uber lots of proj to do and i m starting to hate poly life. ); but uhm, have to endure lor to get a diploma cert and get a good pay job. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;late for class again today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat behind qg and he touch my wounds. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and give me his apple face. HAHAHA! then went south for lunch. as usual, had chicken rice or what u call it, gui peng. thn went for html classs. then struggling with my flash till lim zy come and help me with it. XD WHEEEEE. not like that stupid qingguo lor. then something really stupid happened. sj shouting that i love qinggou just because of one flash. ._. then bla bla bla. after school meet up with dearest julia and then meet up with really retard meisen. HAHAHAHA! then they went town and i went home cause today its my turn to take care of retard gucci. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i m lazy to blog thou i have alot more to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in shory, MY LIFE IS GETTING MORE PACKED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so busy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6804055662277524574?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6804055662277524574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6804055662277524574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6804055662277524574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6804055662277524574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-photo-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SGnf4czKvxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/YprcWFKeZec/s72-c/DSC02016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-2729064300932996750</id><published>2008-06-29T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:52:18.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOW..&lt;br /&gt;m i really that busy that i dont even have the freaking time to blog? ._.&lt;br /&gt;i guess.......... i m just freaking lazy to blog. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets seeee....&lt;br /&gt;i have make my decision and i dono if i m goonna regret but......&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wouldnt regret lar. XD&lt;br /&gt;then for sch work, its getting more tedious. ):&lt;br /&gt;mayb i shld buy programming book to upgrade myself lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i m getting more and more lazy.&lt;br /&gt;so lazy that i dont even wana update.&lt;br /&gt;so BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2729064300932996750?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2729064300932996750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2729064300932996750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2729064300932996750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2729064300932996750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-6474733856175502977</id><published>2008-06-23T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:41:27.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I M SO HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS THE CAUSE OF IT? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sch now with julia and qin mei. XD&lt;br /&gt;they are studying for common test while i m eating pocky.&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;and i finish my pocky in like 5 mins time la.&lt;br /&gt;i think this prove tt i m really hungry okay.&lt;br /&gt;my dinner was........ hotdog bun from library which taste uber nice. XD&lt;br /&gt;and my lunch was mixed rice which taste really awful. -___-&lt;br /&gt;I M SO SICK OF NYP's FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;and carrot juice taste so so so so so so so delicious. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m so boreddddd.&lt;br /&gt;NYP wireless connection suck so much.&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to webcam with daren yet unable to.&lt;br /&gt;))=&lt;br /&gt;i wanted show him somethingggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;which i bet can make him laugh till tears come out. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for thur.&lt;br /&gt;my date with my precious! (:&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating AJISEN with them but we agree on sumo house. T_T&lt;br /&gt;and we watching movie! i think so.&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont wan to fall for you ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i m alrdy falling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don want to have the feeling of sadness once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this time round, i m in a loss of what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;._.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6474733856175502977?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6474733856175502977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6474733856175502977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6474733856175502977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6474733856175502977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-m-so-hungry-who-is-cause-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-1181269300239635223</id><published>2008-06-23T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:20:16.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLLLLLLLLLLO. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday went out with &lt;em&gt;Ho wei zheng&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;meet him at khatib then took 855 to queentown to see his rubgy ball.&lt;br /&gt;YAWN.. was so tired lar and forcing myself to get out of my bed..&lt;br /&gt;but i still manage to.&lt;br /&gt;then went ikea had hotdog bun.&lt;br /&gt;guees what...&lt;br /&gt;I M THINKING OF DAREN AND KEITH WHEN I M EATING IT.&lt;br /&gt;haha! dont ask me why but somehow, it lead my mind to them when i m eating it. XD&lt;br /&gt;mayb i simply miss them way toooooooo much. (:&lt;br /&gt;fine, i know what daren is thinking alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;then took bus to TC and catch get smart cause &lt;em&gt;wei zheng&lt;/em&gt; think hes too stupid so catch get smart to be smarter. =X&lt;br /&gt;thats what he sayyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;after movie, home sweet home. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-1181269300239635223?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/1181269300239635223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=1181269300239635223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/1181269300239635223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/1181269300239635223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-helllllllllllo.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2543436783016165717</id><published>2008-06-21T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:51:16.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>S-I-A-N.&lt;br /&gt;i dono what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;but i do have alot to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd got shortage of like, $80plus?&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;but Desmond keep saying i have got no shortage but yeewen told me i actually have shortage $20plus.&lt;br /&gt;Desmond is such a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;i should pay more attention next time when i am working. XD&lt;br /&gt;had staff meal ytd which was prepare but yongliang.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to eat pocky again but then, i didnt had anything for the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to cindy, shijie, qg and yuan leong.&lt;br /&gt;cause we playing the see-who-can-tahan-not-eating-the-longest game.&lt;br /&gt;-________-&lt;br /&gt;lame, i admit.&lt;br /&gt;and back to my staff meal.&lt;br /&gt;yong liang treat me so good that he actually make a moutain for me.&lt;br /&gt;full of wedges. ._.&lt;br /&gt;and he wanted cook me new wedges but he say: aiya, u eat this mind anot?&lt;br /&gt;he damn mean to me la. T_T&lt;br /&gt;so the wedges i eat was actually meant to be thrown.&lt;br /&gt;SEE, OH YONG LIANG TREAT ME SO UBER GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;but overall, i only have the fish and chips. XD&lt;br /&gt;cause i m so sick of wedgess. -________-&lt;br /&gt;anyway! the fish and chips is nice cause its prepare by the retard oh yong liang.&lt;br /&gt;i bet if kenny ever read this blog entry, he will confrim think tht i like oh yong liang.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;cause he say i give him a feeling that i like him.&lt;br /&gt;but well, basically, yong liang is someone who can make me go HAHAHAHAHAHHA when i talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;and so, kenny, if by any chance u are reading this, i DONT like oh yong liang la!&lt;br /&gt;then after work, went to cine leisure watch GET SMART at 405am.&lt;br /&gt;YAWNNN.&lt;br /&gt;i falll asleep immediately finish my strawberry pocky. -___-&lt;br /&gt;ok, i admit i m a pig la.&lt;br /&gt;and i realise, amk cathay is damn cold and cine aint cold at all.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;and so we sat COUPLE SEAT. ^^&lt;br /&gt;veejay, yong liang, esther, yee wen, jamica and micheal.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, yong liang keep acting that hes GAY lar. lying on veejay's shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;then cab home with oh and yw.&lt;br /&gt;dyyyyying~&lt;br /&gt;was uber tiredddd! ._.&lt;br /&gt;went home and off to my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder, when willl andy realise tt i blog a post for him and what reaction will he have.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;ANDY YEK JIA HUI.....&lt;br /&gt;i hate the fact that u smoke and tatoo ur upper arm.&lt;br /&gt;-_________________________-&lt;br /&gt;being so random suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going amk kpool later to find friends.&lt;br /&gt;dom say will call me but he hasnt. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;and what else did i miss?&lt;br /&gt;i guess nothing alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;feeeling uber tired. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dono what m i doing either.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like giving false hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dono if i like you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dono what to do now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mind is in a mess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)= &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2543436783016165717?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2543436783016165717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2543436783016165717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2543436783016165717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2543436783016165717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/s-i-n.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-2763971788032009320</id><published>2008-06-19T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:43:17.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dom Daniel Lee make me &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just now.&lt;br /&gt;cause he joke about one of my wish of inventing the "never die pill".&lt;br /&gt;is uber paiseh to cry in front of him can....&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; hate hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; him so muchh.&lt;br /&gt;)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks &lt;em&gt;HO WEI ZHENG&lt;/em&gt; for the pocky. =D&lt;br /&gt;cause i think i really love eating pocky nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Zohan. uber funnny.&lt;br /&gt;but gross that he love to sex with aunties.&lt;br /&gt;but overall, i laugh alot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant blog liao. helping Andy noob to make his blog skins now.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did i make any mistake so far?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-2763971788032009320?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/2763971788032009320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=2763971788032009320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2763971788032009320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/2763971788032009320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/dom-daniel-lee-make-me-cry-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-917226991626219524</id><published>2008-06-17T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:03:30.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFexbcVQRZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/aL8IjMTsw2Q/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080617_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212830178724562322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFexbcVQRZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/aL8IjMTsw2Q/s320/Snapshot_20080617_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFexbou_e7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/BJNQwBhdzMs/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080617_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212830182053739442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFexbou_e7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/BJNQwBhdzMs/s320/Snapshot_20080617_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys and me. :D with me looking so nerd. geeeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys came to my hse earlier on. =D&lt;br /&gt;to see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby gucci&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and to exchange gossip.&lt;br /&gt;and to enjoy popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA!&lt;br /&gt;and she also think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby gucci&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is uber cute.&lt;br /&gt;aww, i loving &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby gucci&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; moreeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must really start doing my projects..&lt;br /&gt;but so moodlesss. ))=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am getting&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okok, since when m i not fat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its normal, i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause i nv go for kick box training for 2 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wana go for a RUN later but i m scare of ghost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SIANSATIONNNNNNNNN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suwanno can be a dog lover, i believe. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause i can feel his tenderness he had for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby gucci&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;unlike cai chye. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;KIDDING LARRRR. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it wouldnt last. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i MUST understand this sentence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-917226991626219524?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/917226991626219524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=917226991626219524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/917226991626219524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/917226991626219524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/gladys-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFexbcVQRZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/aL8IjMTsw2Q/s72-c/Snapshot_20080617_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-4609190133864952249</id><published>2008-06-16T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T03:30:39.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think timonthy look like_______.&lt;br /&gt;like uber look alike.&lt;br /&gt;and;&lt;br /&gt;seeing tim is like seeing him.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;sometimes cant help but to observe him to prove tt they do look alike.&lt;br /&gt;going insane. i MUST stop thinking about how look alike they are cause.......&lt;br /&gt;*secret*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tireddddddddd*&lt;br /&gt;but i am enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh sigh sigh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-4609190133864952249?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/4609190133864952249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=4609190133864952249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4609190133864952249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/4609190133864952249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-think-timonthy-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-7817540474987351398</id><published>2008-06-15T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:52:39.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFSoUM79VpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/isJeoKkcA9I/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211975733798065810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFSoUM79VpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/isJeoKkcA9I/s320/DSC01999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby gucci and esther. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is doing uber well.&lt;br /&gt;except for shortage. ):&lt;br /&gt;and feel reallly bad for being a jinx to yeewen.&lt;br /&gt;its like, everytime shes station at the counter beside me, she would confirm guarantee got shortage. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i seriously think that yongliang is a wonder man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects... projects... projects..&lt;br /&gt;sian, havent even really do any individual yet.&lt;br /&gt;omg, i m so dead. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing you is like knowing him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-7817540474987351398?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/7817540474987351398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=7817540474987351398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7817540474987351398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/7817540474987351398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-gucci-and-esther.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFSoUM79VpI/AAAAAAAAAjU/isJeoKkcA9I/s72-c/DSC01999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8724996693000604011</id><published>2008-06-12T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:21:55.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFCPWWPU86I/AAAAAAAAAjE/I79Qt8X4QHI/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822382957425570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFCPWWPU86I/AAAAAAAAAjE/I79Qt8X4QHI/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFCPWhFSwyI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tc-NviGGJEg/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822385868129058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFCPWhFSwyI/AAAAAAAAAjM/tc-NviGGJEg/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baby &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUCCI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: uber cute right? &amp;amp; uber small, i tell you. but its uber naughty as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono if i will gonna love him as much as &lt;em&gt;baby bob&lt;/em&gt; but i will still love him. (: but the love i have for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby bob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, nothing can replace it. my heart still go &lt;em&gt;ggaga-ing&lt;/em&gt; over &lt;strong&gt;baby bob&lt;/strong&gt; and it still hurts as much whenever i m thinking of him. call me a fool or whatever, but i am still waiting for him. &lt;em&gt;if only; tears can bring him back. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;working in cathay is getting more pleasant. starting to adapt to the job there alrdy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy, Qg, Zy, Yl, Sj, S came to visit me ytd. much love. (: they watched kung fu panda at 5pm instead of 355pm. and brought nacho chips for me. and i gave them two sets and they only pay me the price of one nacho chips. wanted give them for free but my manger was just beside me. so didnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my life is so wonderful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with nice ppl all ard. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and always being so lucky. (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you want me to complain about my life, it would be i havent meet my MR.right yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but except for that, my life is really marvellous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like what i say, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just a pocky can make my day;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just a hello panda can make my day;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;any small things will be able to make my day like WHATEVER. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"L-O-L"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mayb i have meet my mr. right alrdy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i m confuse over;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if its you or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8724996693000604011?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8724996693000604011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8724996693000604011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8724996693000604011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8724996693000604011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-gucci.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SFCPWWPU86I/AAAAAAAAAjE/I79Qt8X4QHI/s72-c/DSC00199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-8886202177760107364</id><published>2008-06-11T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:59:48.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>say whee with me pls. (:&lt;br /&gt;cause i got a baby puppy shih tzu at home now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hes only 6 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;his DOB is on the 23 april 2008.&lt;br /&gt;SWEETNESSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;never thought i will have the chance to like cuddle another shih tzu after since bob leave me.&lt;br /&gt;but hes a pig in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;same as baby bob &amp;amp; baby leslie is so SMALL&amp;amp;CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;but well, i can never give baby leslie as much love as i give baby bob.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, somethings just cant be back as it was suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;if only you were to get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;if not, then forget it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can life be more simple?&lt;br /&gt;i m just yearning for a simple life sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;forgetting about branded goods and all.&lt;br /&gt;but its kinda impossible, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;everyone, more or less, aiming branded goods.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;it sad t know the fact that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8886202177760107364?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8886202177760107364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8886202177760107364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8886202177760107364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8886202177760107364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/say-whee-with-me-pls.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3089075496141900618</id><published>2008-06-10T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:47:14.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dreams are getting out of hand. )=&lt;br /&gt;i even dream of bob, licking me, asking me not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;it was way too prefect that it make me realise that it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i woke up in tears again.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to know that baby bob has alrdy died cause;&lt;br /&gt;i love him too much to believe tt he aint by my side anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everyday life goes on I wishI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; could talk to you for a while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As time goes by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's true that you've&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reached a better place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And be right here next to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bye bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&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/27985317-3089075496141900618?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3089075496141900618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3089075496141900618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3089075496141900618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3089075496141900618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreams-are-getting-out-of-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8355757629841771323</id><published>2008-06-08T04:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T05:02:13.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just wana complain about &lt;em&gt;OH YONG LIANG&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but i dono what to complain. and hes such an ass! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i m stil full of crap.&lt;br /&gt;work was great today. XD&lt;br /&gt;i do have shortage but Lily helped me to pay.&lt;br /&gt;and i find her niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;and well, work till like, 345am and clock out.&lt;br /&gt;and took free cab home. and dapao cripsy chicken home and i think i m getting sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;the thots of eating it or what just make me wana vomit.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;i m like, eating it now but i cant finish so i guess i m throwing it away soooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel fat nowadays! ))))=&lt;br /&gt;i must go on diettttt pls.&lt;br /&gt;do help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8355757629841771323?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8355757629841771323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8355757629841771323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8355757629841771323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8355757629841771323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-wana-complain-about-oh-yong.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-8418001432794568967</id><published>2008-06-07T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:48:47.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SEoAGclTzSI/AAAAAAAAAis/N4xvSFEfSiM/s1600-h/Picture0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208976029759294754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SEoAGclTzSI/AAAAAAAAAis/N4xvSFEfSiM/s320/Picture0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends in NYP. =)&lt;br /&gt;jooyu, esther,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;da niu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and serene.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;find one day should take pics with&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; da niu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da ma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da ma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a busy guy who need to deliver &lt;em&gt;vegetable&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;milk &lt;/em&gt;daily and go old chang kee sell &lt;em&gt;curry puff&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;a very dumb sentence which is like so randomly formed out by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY SENTOSA TRIP WITH EIo8o5. =D&lt;br /&gt;and i think the whole class are going.&lt;br /&gt;WHOLE CLASS! WHOLE CLASS OF 22 PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m so damn lethargic. )):&lt;br /&gt;it was my illusion afterall.&lt;br /&gt;no, i didnt wana sound ome here but.....&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of bob on thur &amp;amp; i can feel his fur.&lt;br /&gt;but it was actually cobby's fur.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up, trying to bath fast and get prepare to sch.&lt;br /&gt;but who knows, i actually allow myself to slack in the toilet for so long.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i was crying inside.&lt;br /&gt;cause i forced myself to face the reality that bob wasnt here with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i still miss bob that much.&lt;br /&gt;i still need bob that much.&lt;br /&gt;forget it.&lt;br /&gt;he wont be back by my side anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but someday over the rainbow;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he will be back. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wana get a hair cut badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-8418001432794568967?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/8418001432794568967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=8418001432794568967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8418001432794568967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/8418001432794568967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/friends-in-nyp.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SEoAGclTzSI/AAAAAAAAAis/N4xvSFEfSiM/s72-c/Picture0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-6852448367086448691</id><published>2008-06-06T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:04:32.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SElRsHZoSwI/AAAAAAAAAik/7Fo8yH8nx_Q/s1600-h/snap+snap233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208784262373329666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SElRsHZoSwI/AAAAAAAAAik/7Fo8yH8nx_Q/s400/snap+snap233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hb to gladys heng. my precious bestie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love you; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss you; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see you; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-6852448367086448691?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/6852448367086448691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=6852448367086448691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6852448367086448691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/6852448367086448691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/hb-to-gladys-heng.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GDHJkOhEZcM/SElRsHZoSwI/AAAAAAAAAik/7Fo8yH8nx_Q/s72-c/snap+snap233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27985317.post-9195045012205791470</id><published>2008-06-06T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:39:11.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my oh my oh my;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww;&lt;br /&gt;sweetnesss. =D&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to joo yu &amp;amp; cindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i m like having my c# programming lesson now.&lt;br /&gt;efifng boring, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;i effing hate c# programming.&lt;br /&gt;prolly cause i am a retard in using programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and working in Cathay are getting more FUN. (:&lt;br /&gt;cause i know most of the people there alrdy, unlike last time.&lt;br /&gt;so lonely! ):&lt;br /&gt;but not now.&lt;br /&gt;WHEE*&lt;br /&gt;but still, I DO FEEL LONELY THERE LAR!&lt;br /&gt;but but but;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Wen &amp;amp; Kenny are nice nice people. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wana name my future baby bob; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sugar&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;simply cause the name&lt;em&gt; sugar&lt;/em&gt; is sooo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;simple&amp;amp;sweeet&lt;/em&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/27985317-9195045012205791470?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/9195045012205791470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=9195045012205791470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/9195045012205791470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/9195045012205791470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-oh-my-oh-my-wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-27985317.post-3022434699182972842</id><published>2008-06-06T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:39:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27985317-3022434699182972842?l=lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/feeds/3022434699182972842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27985317&amp;postID=3022434699182972842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3022434699182972842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27985317/posts/default/3022434699182972842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilmissbobdog.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>WRECKED.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144363768336932685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
