<?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-12871949</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:44:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my space. my thoughts. my dreams* (:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12871949.post-113765650290833395</id><published>2006-01-18T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T23:41:42.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>the world is a comedy to those who &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; and a tragedy to those who &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113765650290833395?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113765650290833395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113765650290833395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113765650290833395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113765650290833395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_18.html' title='.'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113765594026770755</id><published>2006-01-18T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T23:32:20.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>it has officially come to a point where i dread attending school. the whole novelty of waking up early in the morning by the chirping of the birds or even the snooze of the alarm clock in preparation for a great day at school with friends doesn't seem to be applicable any longer. it isn't as enticing as before. i guess it's the whole dreadful routine that we have to go through every day, whether we like it or not. and somehow, it sets me thinking why do we have to do all this? i mean.. what's the point &lt;em&gt;it puzzles me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice it'd be if we could retreat from this hectic lifestyle to the country side. perhaps spend theday sipping tea and eating jam and bread for breakfast, sitting comfortably on the garden chairs and in the vast fields simply enjoying the company of your loved ones. or paying attention to the scenic landscape of rivers and lakes brimming with vitality, the ever-winding hills and valleys, and the golden host of dancing daffodils in the breeze that caresses your face so gently. to speak of art and literature, thy shalt appreciate the finer things in life. not paying attention to little details, but to the whole picture that captures the essence of everything; to grasp the intangible moments of our emotions and pin it down, artfully into a verse which speaks of such ephemeral beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimately &lt;em&gt;precious&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113765594026770755?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113765594026770755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113765594026770755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113765594026770755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113765594026770755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113686800072857458</id><published>2006-01-09T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:40:00.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seafood</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;saturday (7th jan). kinda grabbed it from my sis's blog. hehe.. too lazy to write again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While having dinner at Long Beach today, my sis and I were commenting on everyone and everything as usual. It was hilarious and we continually burst out into fits of uncontrollable laughter! There was this family on the left with a girl and a &lt;em&gt;hitherto-unidentified member&lt;/em&gt; of the human species. We were observing how&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; intimate&lt;/span&gt; they were, yet the unidentified member looked like a girl. But my sis and I could be wrong. Unless the parents were that open, because they actually seemed quite happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was another table of 3 who were spaced really rather far apart from each other. They were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eating in silence&lt;/span&gt;, two asians and an ang moh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eating seafood in silence?&lt;/span&gt;! That's the worst! Anyway, the ang moh seemed...bored with his crab and I was tempted to go over and finish it up for him! The horror of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While crapping with each other and getting our hands downright dirty, I came up with a &lt;strong&gt;"brilliant" scheme&lt;/strong&gt; that I shared with my sis. &lt;em&gt;It was on the issue of marriages&lt;/em&gt;. I was thinking, it'd be really funny if my guests were invited to a mega posh place for my wedding, and they'd be all dressed up in suits and gowns, and surprise surprise, they get served seafood! I'd start with the prawns first, so I could watch my guests trying to use their utensils to shell the prawns (I think the SMU people would be really good at it). Next, I'd serve lobster, and watch as some people still struggle with their utensils, and others beginning to use their hands. Then the crabs would come out, and it'd be hilarious watching elegantly clad guests eating with their hands! Meanwhile, I'd be taking a video...mmm...what a wicked idea! Now to find the groom to do the job..My sis and I were laughing so hard and relating this to my mum, when she added her two cents worth. My mum can really be so funny! So she said, you know, there's always the baby photos to be seen right, so the first dish that can be served is a sweet-pacifier. Now that's for starters. And when it comes to the yam seng part, we could all do it with milk bottles! That's a rather novel idea...anyone game for it? And I'd get a huge kick out of that, and my wedding would be the most talked about one of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ((: cheers. time for a good bath now. with the smell of crab and lemon juice on your hands. hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113686800072857458?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113686800072857458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113686800072857458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113686800072857458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113686800072857458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/seafood.html' title='seafood'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113686769364046653</id><published>2006-01-09T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:34:53.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mass dance!</title><content type='html'>alright, here i am back from slumber! haha no more hiatus darlings! (:&lt;br /&gt;rarr.. i shall do a quick update about my weekend [i must be quite bored to even update] hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fri (6th jan)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our usual clique slacked around in school, dreading to go for lessons because somehow the teachers just &lt;em&gt;refuse&lt;/em&gt; to turn up for lessons for a55. out of boredom, some of the bowlers went up to one of the ip classes to rest because it's so conducive for sleep especially in this rainy season where the pitter-patter of the raindrops on the window panes have some kind of 'enchanting' effect to lure you to dreamland! the balinese styled-furnishing at the back of the classroom coupled with water features and the feel of nature is absolutely relaxing. it just makes me think of the spa in korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, matt, diane and me went to parkway to shop for a bowler's present. after which we met keefe and haojin there where they finally decided on some very errr &lt;em&gt;'interesting' gift&lt;/em&gt; which shld not be elaborated further. yea, then we ate at &lt;strong&gt;yoshi&lt;/strong&gt; where memories of &lt;em&gt;first 3months&lt;/em&gt; just trickled down my mind, the times where we had og lunch exactly a year and one day ago from this very day. nostalgia sets in and it distances you away from the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to change and joined jo, j.low, daryl and shaun at carl's junior. guess what? my dear sis was there too! (: omg [quotes travis. HAHA] it's such a small world! as usual, we got excited and rattled on, and that made shaun very surprised cause he said that it's the first time he saw anyone reacting like that when she sees her sis every day. hehe (: then my sis's friend actually believed that i was her long lost friend and he was made to say a pickup line of "do you want a raisin or a date?" which he didn't succeed. haha. anyway, after eating, we left for suntec for the mass dance which we thought we wld be late for. so the 5 of us were running after daryl who is superbly fast [cause he has long legs] haha.. even shaun was complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached suntec, it rained but that didn't dampen the spirits of victorians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;true blue victorians,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;mann. &lt;/em&gt;so we waited for the rain to stop and then we did the mass dance. out of which i only knew 'whiney' and 'i want you' and something else lah! OMG the j1s are really enthu, much more than what we were last year. somehow i just preferred last year's one. (: oh btw, even the suntec security guard was &lt;strong&gt;VERY HIGH&lt;/strong&gt;. he was dancing madly and he told us &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"come on, let's start the party, let's dance, shake your booties.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i thought that's really funny. or rather queer for a 50plus year old mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. after that we went to chill out at starbucks. while my sis and her friends were at pacific cafe. imagine if i went there, which i really wanted... that will be meeting my sis 2 times in a day! that's way coool. no wonder we're sisters! (: yeah, then lance came and he was entertaining us with his lame jokes of 'happy' and that made me quite happy when i got the first one right. haha reminds me of deyang cause i always can get his jokes. HAHA. the waiter at suntec's starbucks is very niceeeeeee. right jo and j.low? hehe (: nods-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwhich, met my sis, and we set off for home sweet home (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113686769364046653?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113686769364046653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113686769364046653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113686769364046653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113686769364046653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2006/01/mass-dance.html' title='mass dance!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604179277541400</id><published>2005-12-31T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:09:52.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just uploaded some pics of the korea trip! enjoy (: and.. it's an hour to 2006! so... happy new year folks! :D have a great year ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604179277541400?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604179277541400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604179277541400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604179277541400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604179277541400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-uploaded-some-pics-of-korea-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604171945030487</id><published>2005-12-31T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:08:39.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us again..in the plane! cheers with coke! yayeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604171945030487?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604171945030487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604171945030487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604171945030487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604171945030487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/us-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604156415864238</id><published>2005-12-31T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:06:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just the three of us! travis, me and jiejie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604156415864238?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604156415864238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604156415864238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604156415864238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604156415864238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-three-of-us-travis-me-and-jiejie.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604141436562044</id><published>2005-12-31T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:03:34.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me at the cafe (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604141436562044?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604141436562044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604141436562044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604141436562044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604141436562044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-at-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604130722836886</id><published>2005-12-31T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:01:47.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a toast to... christmas! underaged drinking! lol.. chilling out at spa castle (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604130722836886?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604130722836886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604130722836886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604130722836886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604130722836886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/heres-toast-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604120875585414</id><published>2005-12-31T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:00:08.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who is this? haha our reflections in the glass! wheee.. lovely lights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604120875585414?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604120875585414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604120875585414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604120875585414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604120875585414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/guess-who-is-this-haha-our-reflections.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604106481713073</id><published>2005-12-31T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:57:44.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20115.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20115.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes.. our clothes hanger and bag carrier! TRA-lalalala... travis! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604106481713073?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604106481713073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604106481713073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604106481713073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604106481713073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/here-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604096453239577</id><published>2005-12-31T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:56:04.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel by my sis, tree by me, m by travis, and xmas by me! hehe..merry christmas dearies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604096453239577?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604096453239577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604096453239577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604096453239577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604096453239577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/angel-by-my-sis-tree-by-me-m-by-travis.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604061931334360</id><published>2005-12-31T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:50:19.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the spa resort where we soaked in.. herb, sulphur, green tea, sakae etc (: and the place where i got a shock of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604061931334360?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604061931334360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604061931334360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604061931334360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604061931334360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-spa-resort-where-we-soaked-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604030748801840</id><published>2005-12-31T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:45:07.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the angel picture in "stairway to heaven"! also at lotte world (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604030748801840?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604030748801840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604030748801840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604030748801840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604030748801840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/angel-picture-in-stairway-to-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604015346869307</id><published>2005-12-31T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:42:33.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt this look like the prague advert? pretty isn't it? i love the lights at night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604015346869307?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604015346869307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604015346869307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604015346869307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604015346869307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/doesnt-this-look-like-prague-advert.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113604002144660029</id><published>2005-12-31T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:40:21.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at lotte world (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113604002144660029?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113604002144660029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113604002144660029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604002144660029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113604002144660029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-lotte-world.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603953962062786</id><published>2005-12-31T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:32:19.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jie and i wearing traditional costumes! (: i want oneeee badly. but it's damn ex!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603953962062786?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603953962062786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603953962062786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603953962062786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603953962062786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-jie-and-i-wearing-traditional.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603934611814370</id><published>2005-12-31T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:29:06.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kimchi making! (: me jiejie and travis - the future home maker! (oopa he better not see this!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603934611814370?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603934611814370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603934611814370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603934611814370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603934611814370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-kimchi-making-me-jiejie-and-travis.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603917330973619</id><published>2005-12-31T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:26:13.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at dragon peak where it is about 1200m above sea level. we took a long cable car ride there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603917330973619?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603917330973619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603917330973619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603917330973619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603917330973619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-dragon-peak-where-it-is-about-1200m.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603903839447707</id><published>2005-12-31T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:23:58.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other cute guy! haha not really la. i prefer the other oneeee! lol (: my sis is jealous!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603903839447707?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603903839447707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603903839447707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603903839447707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603903839447707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/other-cute-guy-haha-not-really-la.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603889732510973</id><published>2005-12-31T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:21:37.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CUTE GUY! he's so adorable. he helped my drag my luggage, where bellboys in korea don't ever do that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603889732510973?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603889732510973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603889732510973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603889732510973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603889732510973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-cute-guy-hes-so-adorable.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603877516424813</id><published>2005-12-31T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:19:35.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing their school uniform! haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603877516424813?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603877516424813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603877516424813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603877516424813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603877516424813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/wearing-their-school-uniform-haha-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603860093976341</id><published>2005-12-31T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:16:40.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're trying to get into the romantic mood. ooh lala where's MY prince charming?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603860093976341?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603860093976341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603860093976341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603860093976341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603860093976341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/were-trying-to-get-into-romantic-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603848579531475</id><published>2005-12-31T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:14:45.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third party! HAHAHA! ssshhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603848579531475?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603848579531475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603848579531475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603848579531475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603848579531475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/third-party-hahaha-ssshhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603832544603789</id><published>2005-12-31T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:12:05.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at yongpyeong! the filming site of "winter sonata". it's freezing there!! brrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603832544603789?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603832544603789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603832544603789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603832544603789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603832544603789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-yongpyeong-filming-site-of-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603810492526892</id><published>2005-12-31T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:08:24.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20068.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20068.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cross breed between a lion and a tiger - LIGER which can only be found in korea's everland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603810492526892?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603810492526892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603810492526892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603810492526892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603810492526892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/cross-breed-between-lion-and-tiger.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603765415276239</id><published>2005-12-31T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:00:54.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into the snowy safari after the longgg queue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603765415276239?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603765415276239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603765415276239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603765415276239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603765415276239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/into-snowy-safari-after-longgg-queue.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603750618805265</id><published>2005-12-31T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:58:26.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie and i at a candy shop! the salesgirl in this shop is really friendly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603750618805265?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603750618805265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603750618805265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603750618805265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603750618805265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/jie-and-i-at-candy-shop-salesgirl-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603735729510973</id><published>2005-12-31T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:55:57.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to everland! (: it snowed while we were there. i love this place lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603735729510973?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603735729510973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603735729510973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603735729510973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603735729510973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/welcome-to-everland-it-snowed-while-we.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603711567425828</id><published>2005-12-31T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:51:55.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with our pots of wine and our lovely cart! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603711567425828?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603711567425828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603711567425828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603711567425828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603711567425828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/with-our-pots-of-wine-and-our-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603691752387075</id><published>2005-12-31T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:48:37.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us with poise after that clumsy climb up the flights of stairs! wheewww..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603691752387075?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603691752387075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603691752387075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603691752387075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603691752387075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/us-with-poise-after-that-clumsy-climb.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603678595760074</id><published>2005-12-31T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:46:25.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me in a traditional costume of a palace's "niang niang" or whatever you call that! lol (: the headgear is SUPER heavy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603678595760074?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603678595760074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603678595760074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603678595760074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603678595760074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/thats-me-in-traditional-costume-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113603661446969284</id><published>2005-12-31T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T05:43:34.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/1600/korea%2021-27th%2005%20195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2870/1110/320/korea%2021-27th%2005%20195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at "da chang jin's" filming site. it was so hard to get into this! i knocked my head..ouch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113603661446969284?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113603661446969284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113603661446969284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603661446969284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113603661446969284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-da-chang-jins-filming-site.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113551146499488696</id><published>2005-12-25T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T03:51:05.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello everyone again! (: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Decksan Spa Castle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; enjoying a white christmas!&lt;br /&gt;guess what i saw? i saw alot of........................ women in their birthday suits in the changing room before we went for the spa! it was such a horrendous experience. they were in all sorts of shapes and sizes. i had no choice but to see accidentally cos there were tons of them!!! eeewww...&lt;br /&gt;same goes for guys too. but i didn't see anything of course because the rooms were separate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really hard to find computers here cos you need to pay alot of money for usage. ahhhhh i'm broke. but........ i really love the mud soap here so i bought a few here! (: oh did i say that the rooms are like suites? they have 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, a toilet and a dining hall and a balcony whom someone wants to climb over! haha LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND THERE'S THIS IRRITATING PERSON WHO KEEPS WALKING ABOUT AND STARING AT ME! HURHUR I SHALL MAKE HER WAIT.... (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT, I SHALL GO NOW.&lt;br /&gt;have a lovely christmas everyone.&lt;br /&gt;love lots! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113551146499488696?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113551146499488696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113551146499488696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113551146499488696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113551146499488696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113534014425552867</id><published>2005-12-23T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T04:15:44.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;i'm in korea. it's my second day today! (: i'm at yong pyong ski resort now where winter sonata filmed. awww isn't it sweet? but it's really freezing now. do you all miss me? i miss all of you!!!!! (: yup the things here are super ex la.. i'm going broke. anyway, today was spent at everland. snowbuster and the other snow board thing is very cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo: i miss you too jo! i've been fine.. how about you?can't wait to catch up with you. miss me too ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe: hello! i'm very cold. hope your flu is getting better. i'm all well now. lol! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impy: happy birthday! i'm so sorry i can't spend it with you this year! i miss you so much. lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic: hello! did you miss me? haha i'll try to shop for smth for you la! (: lol see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113534014425552867?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113534014425552867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113534014425552867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113534014425552867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113534014425552867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113414999134876015</id><published>2005-12-09T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T09:39:51.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random things i love. at 1.34am on a saturday morning where i get high talking online (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love ba&lt;em&gt;NANA &lt;/em&gt;(but nana loves me moreee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love the word wheee or weee (whatever keefe! it's mineee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love my sis's &lt;em&gt;BRINJAL&lt;/em&gt; legs (haha kidding! chous maybe carrots are better)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love chocolate from godiva (it's god damn nice) (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love SANTA (impy you shld believe!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love pizza hut's garlic bread. *mmmm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love raspberry iceblended from starbucks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love the idea of piecing jigsaws&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love donating to charity (it's my new hobby provided im not broke)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love nature! (thats why i take geog)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love taking &lt;em&gt;pics&lt;/em&gt; (jie where's my cam? mmm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love collecting &lt;em&gt;privelege cards&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love my family and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love darling. sweetheart. babby. sweets. honey etc (awww...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love dil for her pics to relieve my boredom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love valentine (but i'm scared of her..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love YOU who bothers to read this crap entry!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113414999134876015?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113414999134876015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113414999134876015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113414999134876015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113414999134876015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love.html' title='i love..'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113413845030964102</id><published>2005-12-09T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:27:30.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>facial!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;training&lt;/strong&gt; was tough today.&lt;br /&gt;but i still love trng. (:&lt;br /&gt;and of cause my coach and teammates (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after trng i went for &lt;strong&gt;facial&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;alas, i knew what it was like to be a woman!&lt;br /&gt;hahah (: it wasn't as painful as i thought it'd be.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.. it still hurt a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;umm healthcare products don't always smell nice, although they're supposedly healthy.&lt;br /&gt;i had this seaweed mask on me where i fell asleep on the comfy beds while listening to spanish songs, with the chilly air-con turned to 16 i think. hehh&lt;br /&gt;and some weird fishy smelling gel spread on my face for 3 mins.&lt;br /&gt;eeewww i cldnt stand the smell. luckily it wasnt for long..&lt;br /&gt;ahh i'll have a pimple breakout for a few days from now, so i guess i have to stay homeee ):&lt;br /&gt;gosh, poor me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113413845030964102?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113413845030964102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113413845030964102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113413845030964102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113413845030964102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/facial.html' title='facial!!!!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113413804767655554</id><published>2005-12-09T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:20:47.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"you raise me up" -josh groban&lt;/strong&gt; is specially dedicated to a guy who has been so special and caring towards me for the past seventeen years of my life. he's always there although there are times where i've taken things for granted and have been disrespectful as such. these are things that i'm truly ashamed of - of losing my temper and not understanding how tough it is to be a parent. thou you may not ever read this, i'm really sorry for my actions and the times i've made you sad. i love you still, daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;your daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113413804767655554?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113413804767655554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113413804767655554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113413804767655554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113413804767655554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/daddy.html' title='daddy (:'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113413752309437713</id><published>2005-12-09T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:12:03.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing</title><content type='html'>i woke up late again :X&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to the sinseh to get some medicine for my gastric problems and then &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grocery shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at the big supermarket in marine parade where we spent &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80plus dollars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on necessities! haha how amazing. it's really shocking to find that lil things can add up to so much!&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, i met ta and we walked around parkway. it has new shops - topshop, dorothy perkins and m)phosis! how cool is that? like parkway finally has it! :D rejoice! haha.. then i went mad as usual and ta had to calm me down. (oopseh!)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was supposed to meet impy after that but didnt. anyway hope impy's job interview went well (: and your m'sian relatives too! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i reserved some stuff at topshop that i have yet to collect and then ta and i went to bugis village to walk around cos she said she'll bring me to a place with great deals! haha that place is quite cool.. like some pasah malam that is opened even in the day! ((: didnt know that it had an air-conditioned second floor! anyway we walked around the whole place, but we still didnt buy anything! ((: i wanted this rattan bag but it was a total rip-off cos that lady shop owner charged me such a high price that's practically daylight robbery! so we moved on to bugis and got our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;free beverage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; and then walked and walked and walked and walked.... till we finally sat down to rest! :D talked quite a bit and it was rather hilarious. it's so amazing how you feel this affinity with someone although you havent kept in touch with her for eons. it's just the feeling of being at ease with someone, and perhaps speaking your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard someone calling "ying ying" from behind and guess who it was! it's &lt;em&gt;deborah &lt;/em&gt;who came back from trinity ytd. ahh miss her lots, and i realised we havent really kept in touch since p6! oh mann how time flies! but she's still as bubbly as before, with her fav phrase being 'piece of shit'. haha :D those were the jolly ole memories of us being so childish! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with ta has made me think alot, reflecting on my actions and my attitude towards life. she's such a positive-minded girl who is contented with the lil things in life, seeking for happiness in everything she does. &lt;em&gt;a life of bliss and contentment, not yearning for what's unreachable. and it's this attitude which i really admire. one that's full of individuality, full of talia-lism (as what i call it). &lt;/em&gt;her attitude towards family, her warmth that's so infectious, and her good-naturedness. &lt;em&gt;it's just so... natural.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;ta&lt;/strong&gt;: thanks for making my day too dear! (: love! do take care alr..anth can msg me yup! have fun for the rest of this hols and get enough rest. dont stress! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like things simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeking what that's once lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a simple life.&lt;/em&gt; cliche as it may sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113413752309437713?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113413752309437713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113413752309437713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113413752309437713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113413752309437713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminiscing.html' title='reminiscing'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113396969209197300</id><published>2005-12-07T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T07:34:52.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love coats</title><content type='html'>yaye, this hols haven't been too bad either. caught up with my sec four friends, bowlers, friends from vj etc (: need to catch up with lots of other pple too (: and maybe &lt;em&gt;you. yes YOU there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha (: ok im really high today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway was supposed to go out with ta today but my tumtum wasnt well last night, so yeah, postponed it.&lt;br /&gt;and shu's having blisters so cant go out. and im having them too :X&lt;br /&gt;lol.. too much of walking dont do you good. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up at 1pm today and then got changed and went to get longjohns for 49dollars each (as in the top. not both top and bottom) and winter stockings. yeah kinda broke cause it costs so muchhh!!! and im quite pissed with the salesgirl cause she made me try so many, and after i got changed and all. so my hair was in a mess, especially having a bad hair day today! grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went to meet zhiqi and we went to eat and then walk around to shop for my stuff! (oh no it's my stuff AGAIN!) haha we tried on some clothes for fun and took quite a few pics in the dressing room! it was rather fun. that girl wanted me to bring EARRINGS for her after her dance prac. haha so vain. ooh lala..oh well knowing her for so long, it's...er expected! haha ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i want that top model photoshoot. haha..quick upload the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i'm in love with this season's mango's and fox's clothing (thou i dont like fox..never did like in fact) and i really want that pretty victorian-styled top! (: walked around and bought this cardigan thing which is a really good buy! :D quite proud of it. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have an obssession with coats.&lt;/strong&gt; esp denim jackets and furry coats, or those checkered kind which make you look sophisticated. haha &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt;.. i mean.&lt;br /&gt;coats coats.. TRENCH COATS!&lt;br /&gt;oh zhiqi and i both agreed that it'll be nice if we had 4seasons and we cld wear them and walk on the streets where no one wld be staring queerly at us! i wanna go and study in uk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright enough for today, im rather tired. my legs are hurting from walking, with my lil toe feeling rather swollen. sigh, time for a nice long bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113396969209197300?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113396969209197300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113396969209197300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113396969209197300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113396969209197300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-coats.html' title='i love coats'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113387879914505863</id><published>2005-12-06T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T06:19:59.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yumm</title><content type='html'>did i ever say that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has become my new hobby? (:&lt;br /&gt;it's so sinful, with the amount of calories and fats you'll be receiving. i didn't take much notice till charis reminded me! &lt;em&gt;dang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for everything, there's always a price to pay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha not that new, but i've been stuffing myself with food recently.&lt;br /&gt;it works when you're happy, sad, bored, tired, excited etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, an activity for all occasions (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh here's what you shld &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;check out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;raspberry viennesse from &lt;em&gt;marks and spencer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;roast beef and onion chips from &lt;em&gt;marks and spencer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;milkshake from &lt;em&gt;chinese swimming club&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;food from there too. not bad &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;japanese cookies (which i havent figured the brand out yet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;liann's yummy choc cum cookie bar which is not sold in s'pore yet!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my aunt's homemade almond jelly (bet it's jo's fave!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thousand island cookies (which is hard to find!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plain choc digestives. healthy and yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anymore to add to the list? pls tell the big food-lover here. haha i sound queer to be this crazy over food, my new found love! :D kiddos! ((: lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, the hols are gonna be over really quickly, and i haven't done anything much. just pure slacking. ah *slaps myself back to reality* i shld go take on a job or smth. EVERYONE seems to be working. or maybe i shld do some cip, smth meaningful. but then again, i don't have much time. from now till the korea trip, it'll be less than 2 weeks. lots to pack ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wish monday came more quickly! ok that was random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wish my phone can be used in korea. i wish everyone has autoroam. i wish christmas wld be here very soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe im wishing on someone else's star.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113387879914505863?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113387879914505863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113387879914505863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113387879914505863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113387879914505863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/yumm.html' title='yumm'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113379756606820156</id><published>2005-12-05T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T07:46:06.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>self-control!</title><content type='html'>i've been &lt;strong&gt;thinking&lt;/strong&gt; alot the past week.dont know why. mmm just feeling &lt;em&gt;nostalgic&lt;/em&gt; i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes you just cant control how you feel, even as much as you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;self-control  self-control  self-control.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this feels like the stream of consciousness. typing what is on my mind, though people reading it cant keep track of what goes on in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;complexity&lt;/em&gt; of the human brain.&lt;br /&gt;in just two words.. &lt;em&gt;how perplexed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to what i said, i've been pondering alot over what i plan to do with my life. not just till the a's but after that, beyond university. i wanted to major in econs in smu, and now im having second thoughts of going to nus like my sis, and then going for sep. yeah and i hope to travel around the world, joining the national geographic team to explore the mysteries of nature. to discover lost ancient cities, unravel the mysteries beneath the ruins, and appreciating rustic touch of beauty and the aesthetics of what mother nature has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i can find a rich guy and settle down where we can tour the globe tgt and have our wedding overseas on a small lil island where they'll only be invited guests. how materialistic it may sound, and perhaps childish too. &lt;em&gt;puerile&lt;/em&gt; pursuits indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was having a long chat with mummy today. she said perhaps everything is fated, whether you're bound to have a good life or not, no matter how hard you strive. a mundane, simple life, or one with luxuries and extravagance. sometimes there's just a limit to what we're capable of.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps. i really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i've been procrastinating things to do. and it's getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to do smth about that. helpppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm on a brighter note, i've found 3 tops from mango for the trip and mummy found 3 too! i love mango, and my mango card although it's quite pathetic. oh, i changed my phone to motorola razer, but i got the black one cos there isn't pink. i'll have to charge it. sigh. i'll keep my old phone for sentimental reasons (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously, i dont like change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unfamiliarity is intimidating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;old things are still the best. at least they are to me (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;absence makes the heart fonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this entry is really long, think i'll end off here before mum nags at me.&lt;br /&gt;CHECK YOUR OLD BLOG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113379756606820156?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113379756606820156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113379756606820156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113379756606820156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113379756606820156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/self-control.html' title='self-control!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113371076678693592</id><published>2005-12-04T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T07:39:26.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod fever</title><content type='html'>im back after a long absence. my internet was down. so pissing. i felt so cut off from the world. i actually survived about a week plus without my computer! ((: i miss everyoneeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my past weeks have been spent going out and training. and slacking too. heh. i should do smth more productive. im kinda into jigsaws nowadays (: lol. that pretty picture! :D quite tired of updating. oh well here are some cool stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your dream guy?&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:According to your answers; if you are not kidding, you are too complicated. Sorry, we are unable to offer the analysis. Press Back button on you browser, check ONE question that you were not completely sure and try again with a different answer that you think it would be correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test64.aspx"&gt;http://quizbox.com/personality/test64.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well do you get along with others?&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:You truly believe in friendship. You get along well with others, and those who are around you are happy to be with you, too. You love to be surrounded by friends and you'll do anything you can to help them without expecting anything in return. When your friends are smiling, you're as happy as you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test97.aspx"&gt;http://quizbox.com/personality/test97.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Favorite Ice Cream Flavor&lt;br /&gt;StrawberryYou are affectionate, giving and loving. You are very understanding of others which makes you a person others want to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizbox.com/personality/test89.aspx"&gt;http://quizbox.com/personality/test89.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like quizbox. they have really cool quizzes (:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and the results can be rather true, and that's quite freaky. haha depends.&lt;br /&gt;lol..i 'koped' it from my sister's blog. missing you lots dear. come back quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BTW I DIDNT KNOW VICTORIA SECRETS HAD A SALE! AHHH..IT WAS THE LAST DAY TODAY AND I CLDNT GO! ):&lt;br /&gt;-grumbles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SEVENTEEN BIRTHDAY TO SINWEN! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we love you lots sweetie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope you like the skirt. and may your &lt;em&gt;secret&lt;/em&gt; wish come true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyday's a [tuesday] eh! &lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've been listening to my ipod everyday. and forever young too (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh..and that cd, and multiple 8s! (: i need more new songs. helpppppppp (: nic, quick come back and help me. haha yes i updated my avid reader. can see you smiling. lol (: wheee.. where are you now? I MISS YOU DEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NANANANANANANA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok i just had to say that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113371076678693592?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113371076678693592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113371076678693592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113371076678693592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113371076678693592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/12/ipod-fever.html' title='ipod fever'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113293886205736084</id><published>2005-11-26T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T09:14:22.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday shu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUYU! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love you darling.mwahhs`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hearts ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....happy birthday to you my dear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113293886205736084?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113293886205736084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113293886205736084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113293886205736084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113293886205736084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-shu.html' title='happy birthday shu'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113293731901630397</id><published>2005-11-25T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T08:56:26.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>im tired to update about the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;lots of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. when the going gets tough, the tough gets going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric - i love you dear. mwah.. thanks for all, esp these few days. means alot to me. quickly come back from thailand, and we can eat earthquakes. sigh I MISS YOU SO BAD. really really alot darling. sure, let's go out once you come back! i can't wait too. thanks for being so sweeet even when you're away. -hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe -*smiles* darling thanks for being there through all these times. it's very much appreciated. hearts you too dearie! was really happy to see you today. wheeee..lets go running one day honey. and catching up next week. love! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellowrox - (: heloo! miss you so much. ahh hope things are going fine for you. thanks for the talk and motivation last night. you're so inspirational. really. ahhh you're my wonderwall. "hugs and kisses" to you too! lol. lovee youuu! i'll be here for you if you need me k. know you aren't feeling in the best of moods today. cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic - thanks so much mischa barton fan! ah i really miss you heaploads honey. mwah you're extraordinare! (: cant wait to see you. it's been eons. ahh. thanks for being so understanding and so nice to talk to. i updated for you, you know. haha love you babby. -hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall do a proper update soon. lol&lt;br /&gt;i love all of you dearies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113293731901630397?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113293731901630397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113293731901630397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113293731901630397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113293731901630397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113284365976603200</id><published>2005-11-24T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T06:47:58.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #b9d3ee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Uptown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyouuptownordowntownquiz/uptown.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are classy, cultured, and well educated. You are an expert on the finer things in live.Your city girl persona loves all of the opportunities a city offers. But only in the best neighborhoods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Uptown or Downtown?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffe4e1" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Total Girlie Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fff1ef"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howgirlieareyouquiz/girlie-girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You love looking good, and wooing men with your womanly ways.You're so feminine, men are in awe of you ... which is a very good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Girlie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guys Like That You're Sensitive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatdoguyslikeaboutyouquiz/you-are-sensitive.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And not in that "cry at a drop of a hat" sort of wayYou just get most guys - even if you're not trying toGuys find it is easy to confide in you and tell you their secretsNo wonder you tend to get close quickly in relationships!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do Guys Like About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #a67c51" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are White Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c69c6d"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/white-chocolate.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a strong feminine side with a good bit of innocence thrown in.Whether your girlish ways are an act or not, men like to take care of you.You are an understated beauty, and your power is often underestimated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Chocolate Are You?&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/12871949-113284365976603200?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113284365976603200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113284365976603200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113284365976603200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113284365976603200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113266872154387304</id><published>2005-11-22T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T06:12:01.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers</title><content type='html'>here's smth really meaningful. smth i heard over radio last night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna get flowers for your mum/sis/friend/girlfriend/crush? here's what each flower means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lilies (esp white) -- purity and sweetness (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;peruvian lilies (estro marias. i think it's how you spell it) -- devotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;roses (white) -- innocent love. probably for first love or just starting out (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;roses (pink) -- secret love/ crushes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;roses (yellow) -- friendship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;daises -- loyal love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunflowers -- you are SPLENDID!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;whee. 2 out of 7 are my fav ones. haha go figure. so thats probably why i took note of them. lol. (: i think liann will like to know what they mean! (: sweetie when's our date huhuhuhuh?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;bubblegum lover&lt;/strong&gt;: thanks so much sweetie for all you've done! i know you still love me although you love bubblegum. definitely more that bubblegum and your ipod. who asked you to confess your love so openly! but you surely didn't regret it did you! lol..hmmm how could you say those hurtful stuff about me being weirdly high? haha see how high you've made me. lol riding high in the sky among those fluffy clouds. sings *cause we're leaving on a jetplane..* don't be so sad alright. I STILL LOVE YOU! you know i do dearie! hugs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113266872154387304?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113266872154387304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113266872154387304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113266872154387304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113266872154387304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/flowers.html' title='flowers'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113266758825447254</id><published>2005-11-21T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T05:53:08.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mango craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt; was really good today ((:&lt;br /&gt;but i'm &lt;em&gt;guilt-ridden&lt;/em&gt; cause i spent &lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt; today. urgh. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time to save money $$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to wisma, taka then paragon.&lt;br /&gt;lol.. they have pretty nice stuff this season. esp topshop!&lt;br /&gt;oh well, but i was supposed to buy stuff for the trip and not anything else. but haha i didn't stick to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what i bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;pretty &lt;strong&gt;sweater&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt;. it's like the woolen kind. light brown in colour. it reminds me of top model, those they wear for some fashion show! oOoh goes really well with brown stuff! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this red hot chilli &lt;strong&gt;cardigan&lt;/strong&gt; thing from &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt; too! (: i need to buy some collared top for the inside. whee..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a pair of &lt;strong&gt;jeans&lt;/strong&gt; also from &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt;! haha.. it's REALLY NICE! i'm in love with it. uniqueee.. that's what it is!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;this SUPER hot &lt;strong&gt;belt&lt;/strong&gt;. ultra....yummy cause it's &lt;em&gt;mango&lt;/em&gt;! haha ok it's a pun (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a &lt;em&gt;tommy hilfiger&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;top&lt;/strong&gt;. i love it to bits!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;another &lt;em&gt;tommy hilfiger&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;top&lt;/strong&gt; for my darling sis. prettayyeee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha i finally got a &lt;strong&gt;mango card&lt;/strong&gt;! been waiting! lol..mummy's so nice to let me sign up for it in place of her! (: love youuuuuu mumsy! mwahh..haha i can buy more things now. lol :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;think i won't buy the other longsleeved top from tommy cause i don't think i'll really wear it although it's soooooooooo sweet (: who wants to go shoppin with me? i need to get more stuff. sighs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh met shumei (her lil sis is such a darling) and eunice too. and shaun from..afar! LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after shoppin, we went for dinner at &lt;strong&gt;din tai fung&lt;/strong&gt;. you know they have realllyyyy nice dumplings. which are totally sinful cause i'll grow fat at this rate. haha and their la mian is really good too! ((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i need to shop for &lt;em&gt;cheap&lt;/em&gt; stuff. kk you better come back soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113266758825447254?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113266758825447254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113266758825447254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113266758825447254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113266758825447254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/mango-craze.html' title='mango craze'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113240910824092444</id><published>2005-11-19T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T09:00:35.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>true</title><content type='html'>highlight of the day: jie called from nottingham today and that woke me up from my slumber. the feeling's so nice to hear someone's voice you haven't heard for, for eons. i really miss the times we shared when she was back here at home. hope she's having fun cause she's cruising to netherlands ((: she asked me how i was so i said ok. yeah, somehow although we're so far apart physically, we're just so close at heart. it's just so... amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you jie`&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line_____ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To the only thing that's &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Now my life is blessed with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The love of an &lt;strong&gt;angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can it be &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But when we touch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realise that I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Found my place in &lt;strong&gt;heaven&lt;/strong&gt; by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mind if I move a little closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;At least I'm gonna say that &lt;em&gt;I tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's the sense of hurting my pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;babby, it's cold &lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feels like I'm walking in the&lt;em&gt; rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Cause I need you to give me some&lt;em&gt; shelter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'Cause I'm &lt;em&gt;fading away&lt;/em&gt; And baby, I'm walking in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't want another pretty face I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; and your beautiful soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't wanna lose you now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[never again]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby, I know we can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;win&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I were an actor, I could be someone. Someone who'd always know, the &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; things to &lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But as soon as I'd see you, I'd forget all my lines.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you'd never know, what I &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I will not hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to try &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; to be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is&lt;em&gt; true&lt;/em&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/12871949-113240910824092444?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113240910824092444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113240910824092444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113240910824092444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113240910824092444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/true.html' title='true'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113232509927845778</id><published>2005-11-18T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T06:44:59.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it sucks</title><content type='html'>just got a breaking news. ok not really, somehow i expected it'll happen, but oh well. not &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. sigh. why&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;WHY&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHy&lt;/em&gt;whY&lt;em&gt;WHY.urgh why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;denial.. is a river in egypt.&lt;/strong&gt; i'd like to believe that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd like to go on thinking that it'd be so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;betrayal.. is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;                           tastefully unpleasant.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"sorry, i feel that i've betrayed you.. i dont wanna.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no you haven't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's really your choice. i wont blame you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's rather &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shocking..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; disappointing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause it's coming from&lt;strong&gt; you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know what to say. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm sorry."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish you didn't tell me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                i wished i didn't know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                     really.                                                            &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;this sucks LAH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know how'd it'll be. against you.&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;somehow i wish you won't be in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yet i can't be so mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rarr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEACE OUT.&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/12871949-113232509927845778?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113232509927845778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113232509927845778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113232509927845778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113232509927845778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-sucks.html' title='it sucks'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113229841875776986</id><published>2005-11-17T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:20:18.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>splitting headaches</title><content type='html'>went to the sinseh ytd. hope his medicine works. i didn't know what he was saying, but i just nodded agreeingly (: oh well, i'll just be good and take his medicine. been having bad headaches and dizzy spells everyday. &lt;em&gt;it's gone to a point where its really bad.&lt;/em&gt; i'm just afraid there might be some growth in the brain or smth. crosses fingers* and prays. like whenever i just walk about in the house, i have to sit down and rest or i'll feel like blacking out. it really sucks. if i were fit and jaunty, i'll be roaming the streets and shoppin. the only thing i look forward to is trng where i tell myself i've gotta be strong thou drills are quite tiring. trng's twice a week now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh seniors, if you're reading this.. i've got the team photos alr. so yup, tell me when i can pass to you all k. and some of the pendants that some of you didn't take at the chalet. anyway, all the best for the remaining papers. love! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113229841875776986?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113229841875776986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113229841875776986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113229841875776986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113229841875776986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/splitting-headaches.html' title='splitting headaches'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113229781881854287</id><published>2005-11-16T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:10:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>class chalet</title><content type='html'>i know this came QUITE LATE. oh well just ripped this off the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cool stuff. haha happy reading ((: ryan has great ideas to rip random stuff from EVERYWHERE. haha want another version, read jo's bloggie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a Synopsis... of our class chalet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.30&lt;/span&gt; Elaine, Mikaela, Audrey, Sharon, Hui Qing and Qiu Yi have gathered at tampines mrt station. unsure whether to move to tampines interchange. our spies watch Cheryl and Jun Yi exit the station barriers hand in hand together, with Cheryl holding his hockey stick for him. Elaine shows off the gifts for Mr Koh Lip Kang's departure: a CD with his picture on it and a photograph of 05A55 in a frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.50&lt;/span&gt; Steph and Josey show up at the interchange. bus 29 arrives and Serene boards, out of breath. Jun Yi ruffles newspaper and utters "baskit lah" at some forgotten football score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4-plus&lt;/span&gt; everyone arrives at Changi Fairy Point. Mrs Joanne Low and Mr Bernard Low meet the class at the 5-room, two-storey gothic colonial chalet. Mrs Low suggests baking as there is an oven in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5-plus&lt;/span&gt; Some people go to the boardwalk to explore the surroundings. Several others hole themselves up in the master bedroom and tell ghost stories in broad daylight. Sharon rambles a joke about fishballs. Talia and Bernice arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6-plus to 7-plus&lt;/span&gt; The process of building a fire in the barbeque starts. Rowell, Si Ying, Ying Ying, Ryan and Timothy arrive. Rowell uses a stick to poke the fire and make it turn to embers. Cheryl utilises "magic breath". Timothy scolds, "the more you blow, the bigger the fire will get." Jun Yi lazes around and refuses to help. upstairs, Elaine marshals people to sign Mr Koh Lip Kang's card. Qiu Yi wonders at what will happen if Mr Koh does not show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8-plus to 9-plus&lt;/span&gt; Mr Koh does not show up, truly. Mr Seet Kok Wah and family, Mr Leonard Ng and Mr Ng Kah Gay make appearances. Jolene arrives with pasta and shepherd's pie. Samantha arrives. Everyone is cooking and talking and eating around the barbeque. Timothy steps in an ants' nest. Ying Ying is spreading margarine and cooking satay. Talia has personalised everybody's plates. Meredith calls and says she might not be coming. Sherene arrives. Our spies note Cheryl and Jun Yi behaving intimately as usual. Rowell appears with two bottles. Everybody waits in trepidation until we realise bottles are not full of liquor but sparking grape juice graciously sponsored by one of the Mr Ngs. Audrey goes around snapping photos of people eating. The two Mr Ngs go for a walk with some people. Stephanie brings out homemade jelly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10-plus&lt;/span&gt; Rowell blasts angry insects with fire to the amusement of Talia and Bernice. Some people retire upstairs to play mahjong. Others gather around the television. Meredith says she is coming. Somebody suggests watching the sunrise the next morning at 6.20. a lot of people are keen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11-plus&lt;/span&gt; Everybody is scattered around. No one is available for games session. Jolene is sitting in the driveway with Ying Ying, Sherene and Josey. The teachers have left. Cheryl, Jun Yi and Stephanie are chatting in the kitchen. Serene, Timothy, Bernice, Mikaela and Talia are playing a game about chinese proverbs upstairs. Timothy loses spectacularly. Meredith arrives and examines the bed happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12-plus&lt;/span&gt; Ryan and Sherene move mattresses up to the master bedroom for people to lie on. Si Ying gets excited about playing truth or dare. Talia gathers the class and everyone sits in a circle and waits for instructions. Talia says, "hey, i don't know what you all want to play!" Audrey suggests Concentration but everyone has to adopt a celebrity name. Sherene gets mixed up thrice and has to do a sexy pose from the newspaper. Elaine snaps pictures of her embarrassing herself while Ryan eggs her on. Talia loses the next game, the teeteeteediuzzztehteh game and has to do push-ups over Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1-plus&lt;/span&gt; Truth or dare starts. Some unlucky people are bombarded with hilarious questions from Ryan. Si Ying sits on looking excited but her turn never comes. Mikaela decides to lie diagonally on the double bed so no one can get in beside her. Some people fall asleep after truth or dare, others go and shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2-plus&lt;/span&gt; the fridge leaks coke. there is coke all over the kitchen floor. Jun Yi and Talia are cleaning it industriously. After a while Samantha and Cheryl go to help. Serene and Si Ying are listening to songs in the dark master bedroom. Meredith falls asleep on the double bed. Rowell is playing games in the dark on his electronic device. Hui Qing, Audrey and Timothy go for a walk. Ryan freaks out because the downstairs toilet is uber creepy. Sherene stands guard for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3-plus to 4-plus&lt;/span&gt; almost everyone is concussed, especially Jolene and Bernice. Stephanie, Samantha, Mikaela and Jun Yi play mahjong in another room. Cheryl looks on and comments Stephanie on her mad hair. Samantha goes, "you all are so weird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5-plus&lt;/span&gt; Ryan and Timothy have crashed next to each other. Ying Ying is between Sherene and Audrey. Hui Qing hovers above. Serene sleeps next to Si Ying on the mattresses. Meredith and Mikaela have the bed. Bernice is sprawled near the toilet. Jolene sleeps on her stomach. Talia and Rowell are lying on separate couches in front of the tv. Stephanie and Samantha sleep on the sofas near them. only Cheryl and Jun Yi are awake doing god knows what, sitting next to each other and whispering to each other. DON'T THINK DIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6-plus&lt;/span&gt; Jun Yi goes around trying to wake people up to see the sunrise. nobody wants to get up. Sherene and Hui Qing get up in the end. Audrey is enthusiastic about the sunrise. she goes, "RISE and SHINE, everyone!" but everyone ignores her. the three go and watch the sunrise. Jun Yi does not follow them. Talia comes in later because a flock of bees have migrated to the tv room. she falls asleep in Sherene's vacated patch of mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7-plus&lt;/span&gt; Audrey, Hui Qing and Sherene return from the excursion to see the sunrise. apparently they couldn't see the sunrise because trees were blocking. Audrey and Sherene fall while Hui Qing goes to the kitchen to help with breakfast. meanwhile Jun Yi goes on a rampage, appearing with a pillow and his usual kiampah expression, trying to wake everybody up. he hits Timothy multiple times, causing the latter to shout the f-word back. Ying Ying wraps herself up securely in blankets, possibly to ward off Jun Yi's grating voice. after a while, the cookie monster runs out of steam and he collapses on the bed beside Meredith and begins to snore loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8-plus&lt;/span&gt; some others are up. Rowell is cooking an omlette. well, not really, just a lump of cheese. Bernice goes to the kitchen to help with the cooking of breakfast. Hui Qing chops a gigantic watermelon. Talia wakes and cooks some tasteless abalone noodles which Mikaela and Ying Ying finish off within 10 seconds. well done Talia. Samantha comes to help. there is chocolate cake, curry puffs, crabmeat, sausages, chicken wings, omlette, cookies, popcorn, hershey's, kinder surprise and a huge milk carton for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9-plus&lt;/span&gt; everybody is washing up and packing because check-out is at 10.30. Samantha is playing Disco. People are debating what to do with the leftover food. man-in-charge appears with check-out form. Jun Yi is still snoring noisily. Audrey is sleeping, in a more quiet way. apparently, crying "rise and Shine" earlier wore her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10-plus&lt;/span&gt; people are still running around brushing their teeth. nobody gives a shit about the leftover food. eventually, everyone gets their act together and checks out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonderful chalet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113229781881854287?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113229781881854287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113229781881854287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113229781881854287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113229781881854287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/class-chalet.html' title='class chalet'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113206166939914561</id><published>2005-11-15T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T05:50:22.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood fixes</title><content type='html'>training today was great (:&lt;br /&gt;haha chinese swimming club is rather nice.. although the outside looks bad. the interior is so modern. cos they just built it i think. i just love the pool and the alley. the pool's like the olympic kind..with 6 lanes (: and there's a cafeteria next to it. it looks like a jap restaurant (maybe not) and everything is glass-walled, even the bowling alley! but a pity, it has only 12 lanes. but they have the lastest AMF machines. lovely indeed! (: even the washrooms are super clean and high tech. (: and the doors are 3/4 translucent. those kind pool ones. (haha i just had to say that!) hehe..but i'm quite impressed.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for the future trngs. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;mummy shld have bought it last time. she said her friend asked her to.. before i was born. dang!&lt;br /&gt;mann, i still didnt manage to pack my room. im just getting too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mood fix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fast?&lt;br /&gt;here's smth interesting from a mag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm tired"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your happy meal is a glass of water, sliced fish soup and watermelon slices. worried about dozing off post-lunch? make protein the main focus of your meal. go for lean meat salad, like tuna, and steer clear of fat-loaded burgers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I'm PMSy"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your happy meal is a glass of soya milk, sardine and brown bread and stir-fried tofu. snacking on sodium-packed junk food (like potato chips) before your time of the month can worsen PMS symptoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"I'm gloomy" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your happy meal is a cup of fruit juice with a drop of flaxseed oil and seafood platter. try a teaspoon of flaxseed oil daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I'm stressed" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your happy meal is a glass of orange juice, bagel with jam, papaya slices; or banana milkshake, baked potato with fat-free sour cream and a handful of lychees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"I'm spacy" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your happy meal is grilled chicken salad, cup of coffee, low-fat yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I'm an insomniac" -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your happy meal is turkey sandwich, glass of milk, peach and apple slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't it cool?it just comes in handy cos i cant get to sleep and i'm really feeling drained. i need exercise. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BE MY ENERGY BOOSTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hey hope you're feeling better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry i know i cldnt help much ytd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cry all you need ok, i'll be here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;don't let it affect you alr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;concentrate for tmr dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113206166939914561?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113206166939914561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113206166939914561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113206166939914561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113206166939914561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/mood-fixes.html' title='mood fixes'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113187100098965389</id><published>2005-11-13T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T00:39:57.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>while walking home i saw this small lil' girl dressed up in a bumblebee costume. she's so sweet. she was wearing this spag strap top (with alternate bands of yellow and black) and this short lil skirt which flares up, together with black stockings. attached to the dress was a pair of glittery-golden wings which were really pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this somehow reminds me of the days in kindergarten where my very good friend, xinyi and i used to dress up for performances - where i'll where the victorian kind of pink dress while she took the red one. and we'll hold an umbrella above us to take pics. i still have the pic with me! mann, i really miss those days where we can just run around and play, not worrying about other things. just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;playing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if a picture can paint a thousand words, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then why can't i paint you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back at photo albums really brings back fond memories, moments of my life that i cherish so dearly. the feeling is nostalgic, yet magical.. and perhaps indescribable. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's intangible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; yes, that's it. (: but it's a pity that as we grow up, the people around us change. in the literal sense that our circle of friends is no longer the same, and metaphorically that the characters of people do change. and they'll see you in a different light. sometimes, not the way we hoped that it'd be. but i guess we all have to live with changes, whether we like it or not. how i wish growing up wasn't that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;complicated&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;innocence is such a virtue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&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/12871949-113187100098965389?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113187100098965389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113187100098965389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113187100098965389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113187100098965389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113172256132391489</id><published>2005-11-11T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T07:22:41.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>((:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never give up on the things that make you smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you make me (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heart'' you always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113172256132391489?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113172256132391489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113172256132391489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113172256132391489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113172256132391489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_113172256132391489.html' title='((:'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113172099199240726</id><published>2005-11-11T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T06:56:32.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiring</title><content type='html'>i finally went out with mummy(: been such a longg while since we went out.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after rushing to sch to hand in the cca walkabout form, mummy and i went to chinatown and headed to the travel agency to enquire abt the korea trip. yes we're going there after jie comes back from uk, instead of going to uk cause of the chaos in paris and all. it's very dangerous. the packages that both agencies offer look really amazing. it's hard to choose, so we cldn't decide between the two.. cos one offers all 5star hotels except for 1 night in a 6star one, while the other one is more of sightseeing- to places with cultural/historical background and the places where winter sonata and stairway to heaven were filmed! i wanna go there.. but i guess i must forsake luxury and the one full day of skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything has a price. ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i went to a shop to pick my materials for making a brooch. those antique charm bracelet look-alike, but mummy said i was wasting time. so in the end i didn't buy. maybe i'll go and buy another day! lol.i spent so much time planning and choosing ok!&lt;br /&gt;after roaming about in chinatown and being fascinated [like a tourist..haha i haven't been there for a realy long time. EONS in fact!], we finally went for dinner. but guess what! it's so hard to find restaurants in chinatown. we went to chinatown point and the surrounding areas, but we cldnt find any, except for macs, coffee bean, delifrance, swensens. but mummy didn't want western food so we walked on, roaming abt 2 more shopping centres. and finally there was one! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was like a monopoly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so we settled for it but it's horrible. don't ever go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;malan smth! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i forgot its name. it sells horrible shanghainese food which i have lots to ramble about.&lt;br /&gt;1) the prawn noodle is made of la mian and the prawn looks weird.. it's quite transparent!&lt;br /&gt;2) the fried beancurd looked like a wanton and it tasted super salty.&lt;br /&gt;3) the mango prawn roll had nth but mango..except for half a slice of prawn!&lt;br /&gt;4) the shanghainese dumplings are terrible. i love the one at crystal jade. i felt cheated for this one!! ):&lt;br /&gt;5) the appetizers were unappetizing!&lt;br /&gt;6) the chilli looks dangerous to consume. like no one has touched it. haha.. ok maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never eaten such a terrible dinner before. even mummy agrees. i swear never to patronize the shop again.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, time for medicine again. it makes me sleepy. i hope i can go to lalaland w/o flipping so much in bed tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you babeh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love lots! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113172099199240726?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113172099199240726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113172099199240726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113172099199240726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113172099199240726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/tiring.html' title='tiring'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113169687069585594</id><published>2005-11-11T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:18:21.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/userpic2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't this sweet? it has this magical sort of feeling when you stare at it. dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do fairytales come true?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, i think they do.. if you &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how i'd wish i had a...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; fairy god mother!&lt;/strong&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/12871949-113169687069585594?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113169687069585594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113169687069585594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113169687069585594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113169687069585594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_11.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113169648991694302</id><published>2005-11-11T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:08:09.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prettaye!</title><content type='html'>just changed my blog &lt;strong&gt;layout&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ain't it prettaye?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i love it so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;simple and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;sorry if the past entries are 'invisible'.&lt;br /&gt;haha the old one was with a black background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113169648991694302?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113169648991694302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113169648991694302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113169648991694302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113169648991694302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/prettaye.html' title='prettaye!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113152072080508878</id><published>2005-11-09T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:18:40.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;thanks shuu (: for ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the sweetest one. you know whyy! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;heartheart too! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;sorry cldnt reply you last hight cause my phone had low batt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i still loveee*you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i like the novelty of writing letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ending them with a stamp made of wax, like those..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;english types, with your initials on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ooh, simply lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;why doesnt anyone do that anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my lord&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/12871949-113152072080508878?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113152072080508878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113152072080508878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113152072080508878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113152072080508878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/shu.html' title='shu'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113144427335213091</id><published>2005-11-08T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T02:04:33.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113144427335213091?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113144427335213091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113144427335213091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113144427335213091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113144427335213091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113144179977360943</id><published>2005-11-08T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:23:19.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>childish acts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;today was totally hilarious! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;an interesting day indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so we went to sch to hand in our gpf today, at 730 in the morning. but it seemed that we only had to meet at 8! sigh deprived me of sleep ): i hate waking up early in the morning, and not knowing what to do later in the day. so i'll just be very lazy if i'm not going out, and sleep for really long. ah, i need to borrow vcds/dvds to watch soon! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok my holidays FINALLY STARTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how wonderful is that ((: *gleams with joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my long awaited..holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pure bliss. truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so jo ryan and i headed to pp for yakun's kaya toast. it's really yummy, especially eating it in the MORNING! so they ordered a set meal for 3.70 while i ordered a drink and the toast for 3.50. i feel cheated. i need a money $$$$$$$ manager! ): after which they wanted to go get some stuff from popular so we took a slow walk there. and then...TADA.. we went into the PET SHOP to look cos ryan, being suggestive as his usual self asked if we wanted to take a look at rabbits (i think!) HAHA, so all 3 of us just went in like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and that was when LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT started. i fell in love with these 2 lovely rabbits which cost $231 each cause they were foreign breed. and jo liked this guinea pig look alike for $450 each, while ryan liked this RED-EYED guinea pig look-alike which looked SCARY, like it was possessed or smth cause it was leaping around frentically. we were all quite scared for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so we practically explored the shop, spending 10mins each looking at ONE shelve/cage. so imagine how much time we spent there. there was these two rabbits which looked like dogs cause they were like balls of fur, all fluffed up and fatt!!! there were also hamsters which looked like my valentine too, and i took a pic of this hamster which played gooseberry! :D haha. so funny! what was most adorable were these 2 dogs that we named blackie (for the black one) and the white one was left unamed!! ): then, we proceeded to the aquariums where we found 5 dead prawns in a tank (so nth was alive except the plants!), and also disturbed some worms that they sold to feed fish. what delinquents were we! (: haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so after that sher came and we all went to buy files. but i didnt spend $$$ *be proud of me!* haha jo and ryan went crazy over the $0.75 stickers and ryan suggested exchanging the stickers over meal time, cause he wants to give some to his maid who... collects stickers. yes! and he feels very kind buying stickers for his maid. but before lunch, we went BACK to the pet shop, and this time we repeated what we did. HOW RETAREDED right! like some deprived kids who haven't seen animals, seeking pride in the CAGED ANIMALS they see. ok that's sadistic. so this time.. DARING ME WENT TO ASK THIS SHOP ASSISTANT IF WE CLD PLAY WITH THE RABBITS. and then HE AGREED! (: so yeah, i was really happy, so was sher cause we happened to like the same onees! (: sher tried to ask him to take the white dog out but to no avail cause it was sick. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;HAHA im just damn amused by how childish we can get sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;by how sher and ryan look like a couple, esp in pe shirts tgt, buying stuff from popular and then eating tgt. like some planning for the future! (JO AGREES TOO) LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so after that it was lunch, where jo was amused by what i said before i ate. oh well, it's not my fault ok. haha and after which we took a bus homeeee ((: yayee, i love going home with her cause the bus rides are nvr boring!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;btw, GOOD LUCK FOR A LEVELS SENIORS! love! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hope bio and maths went well for you..you're welcome! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113144179977360943?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113144179977360943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113144179977360943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113144179977360943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113144179977360943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/childish-acts.html' title='childish acts'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113135877515453706</id><published>2005-11-07T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T02:19:35.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REJOICE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ORAL P IS FINALLY OVER! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we were the first group of the entire cohort. how cool is that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i think arts fac just rocks. can't deny it eh? (: -grins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;rejoice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yeah, that's the best word i can think of besides.. liberation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so after presentation, tim dith ta ber siying jy jolene and me went to upper east coast road to eat.. celebrating the END OF PW! haha, it's quite funny, tim dith ta ber walking in front cos they were super tired to wait anymore, and the 4 of us walking slowly behind cos we were really lack of energy to catch up. it was quite a long walk.. but it was rather nice (: so all 8 of us took a bus to some "beach road prawn mee" stall where tim and dith were so excited about ordering for us and promoting the prawn noodle. they ate a $10 bowl of prawn mee each!!! the rest of us were staring in disbelief and thought there were hidden treasures in it or smth. &lt;em&gt;i just can't believe it's 10 dollars. it's super ex.. i can't imagine gobbling up a 10dollar note like that.. on prawn mee! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;so the rest of us just ate the $4 one.. haha the only difference being the $10 one has GIANT SIZED PRAWNS, and maybe a few MORE! then jolene and siying went to buy bah chor mee where siying found a VELVETY GREEN-COLOURED WORM WRIGGLING IN HER NOODLES! oh mann, we all thought that it came from the wanton or smth, but apparently it came from the green leafy veggie. yeah and jolene said that this customer before her found plastic in her wanton. ewww. sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;after which mummy came to pick me and jolene up after the long talk with tim on the phone!! there goes my phone bill for asking of directions. ouch. btw, we were all so amused by tim's exuberance and excitment since the start of pw this morning. he is a funny man. haha. oh well i'm super thankful that it's over and done with, now it's time for i&amp;r. ): poof. and going back to school early in the morning tmr to hand it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I AM STILL SHOCKED from that convo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;prayers do help (: love! :D&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/12871949-113135877515453706?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113135877515453706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113135877515453706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rarr. my throat hurts. and my nose too. such a bad combination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;where's my honey water.. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;incessant ramblings.. disjointed thoughts. disconnected. deranged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rarr.&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/12871949-113111877373257563?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113111877373257563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113111877373257563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;confused ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh well, mummy and i are going to london this hols after much deliberation on safety, the avian influenza, racial riots, cost, accomodation since its only 3females etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and it'll be london.. to accompany my sis (: it'll be super ex. ok i shall start saving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;daddy has to work ): but anyway he's been to london too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yeah. but it's different if the whole family goes. sighsigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;12 hours long of flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;did i ever say i hated flights since i was young?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; it makes me nauseous cause i have motion sickness which is terribly bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i remember i had packets full of sweets when i last went to US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and on the trip back i had chicken pox, but thankfully the bulldog stufftoy that i won from las vegas saved me as i hid behind it, with a coat around me like little red riding hood. so they didnt notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i know this sounds hilarious, but the co-pilot, or was it the pilot gave me and my doggy 2 badges which said co-pilot. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i love pilots. i like united airlines (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ah i need to buy more long-sleeves for the trip. and maybe a pair of sunglasses. anyone interested to go shoppin with me? (: HAHA. i can't waittt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but the trip's gonna be in dec. so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;will you walk with me to my stairway to heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yours.exclusively&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/12871949-113111850984146128?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113111850984146128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113111850984146128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113111850984146128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113111850984146128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/excited.html' title='excited!!!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113103055242672644</id><published>2005-11-03T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T07:09:12.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;boredom kills. haha ripped this off somewhere. can't remember. oh well.. it's a good way to spend time. it's my first time posting something like that. don't read, it's rubbish! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LAST PERSON WHO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Slept in your bed: who else? me! or mogu (my pillow! if that counts. HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Made you cry: can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You shared a drink with: definitely not a guy. cause i dont share with them (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You went to the movies with: the bowlers? is watching movies at home counted? heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yelled at you: i'm too sweet to be yelled at :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You kissed: secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Said "I love you" and meant it?: of course! i wldnt say things i dont mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Been to New York?: YES! it's lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Been to Florida?: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;California?: in my dreams. haha the song, maybe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hawaii?: im gonna fly there with my future pilot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mexico?: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;China?: sad to say, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Canada?: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Danced naked?: of course NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wish you were the opposite sex?: nope, im happy being a girl! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Had an imaginary friend?: no. wldnt like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Red or blue?: blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Spring or fall?: spring ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last noise you heard?: music? it's not a noise lah. or maybe the aircon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Things you like in a guy?: secret. what about charisma for a start? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do you have a crush on someone?: secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What book are you reading now?: nah mags you mean. vogue! kidding, cleo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Worst feeling in the world: helplessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning?: where's my phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;How many rings before you answer?: depends.. alot? HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Future daughter's name: ashley is nice! chloe's not bad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Future son's name: nicholas is my fav! gerald. and maybe nigel (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Are you a lefty, righty or ambidextrous?: lefty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Do you type with your fingers on the right keys?: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Siblings: elder sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Piercings: one on each ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Boyfriend/Girlfriend: single but unavailable. go figure. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;THE EXTRA STUFF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do you do drugs?: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do you drink?: depends. nah, not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What kind of Shampoo and Conditioner do you use?: L'Occitane's honey. or some body shop shampoo and conditioner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What are you most scared of?: the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What clothes do you sleep in?: depends. :D comfy stuff of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Who is the last person who called you?: impy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Where do you want to get married?: maldives. garden or beach wedding ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If you could change anything about yourself what would that be?: broader shoulders (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Favorite number: 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Been In Love?: define love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What Type Automobile Do You Drive: can't drive yet.,i want a sportscar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Are You Timely Or Always Late: timely, except for going shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do You Have A Job: nope. no one wants to hire m ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do You Like Being Around People: yes, i love people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Are you for world peace: yeah. the future miss world. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Are you a health freak: nope. food is MY LIFE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;STUFF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Have you ever liked someone you had no chance with: first part yes, second one no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Have You Ever Cried Over Something Someone of The Opposite Sex Did: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do You Have A "Type" Of Person You Always Go After: never went after anyone. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do you Want Someone You Don't Have Right Now: don't think so. i'm happy now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ever liked a close boy/girl friend: maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Are You Lonely Right Now: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ever Afraid You'll Never Get Married: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do You Want Kids: yes. they're adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;FAVOURITE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Room in house: my bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Memory: &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Perfume and/Or Cologne: estee lauder's exotic pleasures for the time being..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Month: nov/dec. it's the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Season: spring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cried: teared. over some korean show tilled my eyes are puffy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bought Something: yes. food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Gotten Sick: am terribly sick now. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sang: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Said I Love You: yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wanted To Tell Someone You Loved them: maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Met Someone New: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Had A Serious Talk: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Missed Someone: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hugged someone: yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kissed someone: haha no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Fought With Your Parents: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Dreamt About Someone You Can't Be With: no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the end! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113103055242672644?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113103055242672644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113103055242672644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113103055242672644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113103055242672644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-quiz.html' title='random quiz'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113102813249810632</id><published>2005-11-02T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T06:28:52.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baking session no.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;my whole entry got deleted! im so sad!!! shant rant about it here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but i'll update cos of my two dearies. who said i dont update often. which is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;diaries are really hard to upkeep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-poof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;oh well, today was spent baking at liann's house with ingrid. yup the two sweeties. so cool, all of us were wearing sc school shirts! (: so mummy picked them up at kap to li's house where we started baking baked bananas. ok it wasn't really baking cause we just mixed the ingredients to form the syrup and just baked the bananas.. in the... steamer. right.. hahah (: li cuts bananas well, while sadly impy cant! awww.. and in the end they taste like fried bananas, you know goreng pisang (however you spell that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ahh, nvm we'll really BAKE the next time. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;then as usual, we got distracted and played with li's hamster. she's so cuteee. we'll have a hamster day next time where we'll walk our hamsters (on a leash) haha! to the botanical gardens, but poor impy has to walk her bro's gerbils! :D i wanna go to botanical gardens to eat. OK I DATE BOTH OF YOU ALREADY! (: haha happy threesome. kidding laH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;yeah, then we watched millions. haha it is so lame. and quite ridiculous. quite a dumb show i must admit. wasted our $$$$. haha if only we had a million $$$$. wheeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;then impy and i waited for liann to change and we just lay on her bed, taking weird pics and playing with her toys.. right. see how bored we were! haha afterwhich we changed and went to holland v for dinner! &lt;strong&gt;to li&lt;/strong&gt;: yup i promise, we'll go and eat thai food the next time ok? (: yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;so we ate at crystal jade &lt;em&gt;restaurant&lt;/em&gt;.  note that! cos impy didn't want to go to the &lt;em&gt;kitchen&lt;/em&gt;. hahaha spoilt brat! but we still adore you! haha... and we ate the ban mian and dumplings. yummy... but i cldnt taste the noodles at all although&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; it was spicy and sour. it's weird.. the flu has made me taste bland things and not spicy stuff. yeah we sat there and talked about lots of things.. haha and our future blog. ily* (: haha.. afterwhich we just walked about thou it was drizzling and went to starbucks to bump around but we didn't buy anything. (we feel really bad) haha yes, but don't worry we'll patronise there as we usually do yup! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and yeah, impy and i walked li to the bus stop and took a bus all the way to clementi where i had to take a train all by myself home. it was a long half an hour ride. and it was super cold. i was practically freezing. i hate long rides. ): ): ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113102813249810632?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113102813249810632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113102813249810632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113102813249810632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113102813249810632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/baking-session-no1.html' title='baking session no.1'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-113102685398077611</id><published>2005-11-01T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T06:09:49.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes</title><content type='html'>just some random quizzes for the bored soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. no comments. HAHA. think it's very amusing. and rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffa5b2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're an Passionate Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffdbe0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/passionate.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urgesIf someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of storyYou can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kissesA total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. right. speechless.&lt;br /&gt;i think quizzes are really random. and so are the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#c7b299;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 1920's Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dbd0c2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/1920snamegenerator/girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leota Elvina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/1920snamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your 1920's Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the elvina part. oh well, it doesn't work cause whenever you type again, a new name comes up. so it's like.. some generator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheese Pizza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/cheese-pizza.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Traditional and comforting.You focus on living a quality life.You're not easily impressed with novelty.Yet, you easily impress others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Pizza Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy! oh mann.. i must control myself. been eating ALOT of junk food thats why im down with flu and sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;haagen daz's strawberry cheesecake ice cream, pepperoni pizza, garlica bread, spicy drumlets, super rings, some cheese snack, kinder bueno, grape sweets, spagetti, sausages, eggs, fried crab claws, spring roll, bananas!, grape biscuits, gummies!&lt;br /&gt;haha ok i'm feeling gluttony!! time to work out. eric, ask your dad to teach us ok! (: can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: interesting. maybe it's ingrid's gold sequinned bag, or rather bronze-gold one that sparked off this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-113102685398077611?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/113102685398077611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=113102685398077611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113102685398077611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/113102685398077611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/11/quizzes.html' title='quizzes'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112998133919761515</id><published>2005-10-22T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T04:42:19.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveSMU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the university talks this morning were useless. maybe cause we werent listening - as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAHA. anyway, i've decided that i wanna go to SMU. anyone interested in going there too? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;go.go.GO!!! i think it's rather happenin' there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so after the talk, jo, sher and i met mrs low. CLASS CHALET is on the 13th nov. pls keep that day free okay (: it's somewhere in changi - one of the huge bungalows with FIVE bedrooms. and mrs low emphasised there's a kitchen too, where we can cook or bake. oh mann she thinks i can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cook. (haha i shall attempt to one day and maybe i'll succeed) :D yeah! &lt;em&gt;it's just my.. forte!&lt;/em&gt; anyway, this is our first official class outing. after 193794562406days. (really hope everyone will go) whoosh. hope it'll be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112998133919761515?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112998133919761515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112998133919761515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112998133919761515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112998133919761515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/ilovesmu.html' title='iloveSMU'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112973249149593562</id><published>2005-10-19T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:34:22.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seventeen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm seventeen.. finally! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what can i say? this year's really different from the past years. i don't know why, but it seems that i just celebrated my sixteenth birthday few months ago. it just feels too quick to grow up. i don't wanna grow older, it's scary. ingrid agrees too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, isn't it quite cool to have people who have the same birthday as you? like elspeth, evan, xiying and liann's classmate! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nineteenten &lt;/strong&gt;is such a nice number (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ELSPETH, EVAN and XI YING! birthday buddies! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway, here's a short list of shoutouts to those who have touched my lives ALOT..thanks so much for remembering dearies. i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ying yi*jiejie aka chouchou &lt;/strong&gt;- sweetheart! i love you and i miss you and i wish you were here in lovely singapore with me. thanks for being so punctual, calling from uk at 00 00! wow, i'm impressed by you jiejie. thanks for that note in your blog. (: at least you were thinking of me and not someone else! (: haha, thanks so much. i just received the present you shipped over. thanks so much jiejie, you're the best sister one could ever wish for. i miss the times of lame-ness together, forgetting about the people around me when i'm with you and all the crisis period spent together. don't worry, you don't have to get me another present, i'll like whatever you buy! (: I LOVE YOU SWEETHEART jiejie. *gives you your fav hug* can you feel it? -grins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ingrid*soul sister aka pun queen&lt;/strong&gt; - hey dear bestie! thanks so much for all the joy you've brought for the past 2yrs in sc! i really enjoyed the times spent with you - recesses together, shopping sprees, malacca trip, pubbing together (haha yes someone is pro!), having many hours of talks on the phone etc. just wanted to tell you that you mean alot to me and i can't imagine what sec sch life will be like w/o you babe. thank you for all the sweet little things you've done, and for planning the 'surprise'. thank you for being there for me 24/7 no matter rain or shine. it's so nice confiding in you, cos you're like a sister to me. looking forward to more memories with you. love you dearie! enjoyed myself alot today (: hughug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liann*my oh-so-cute partner aka pond queen &lt;/strong&gt;- sweetie! you've been such great company since beginning of sec3. we share so many things in common! (like our love for princessy stuff, pink, baking sessions, and our upcoming movie marathon!) thank you for being so understanding and accepting me for who i am. i'm really thankful for you dear. remember your letter last yr on this very day? we don't need a 'magnet' in btw us anymore. alright, remember that darling. i'll always be here for you alright. i mean every word i say. thanks so much for celebrating that day, and the lovely rose and card. *hugs sweetiepie! i book you for my next year's birthday, and many more years to comeeee.. she's mine! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yenling*eric aka po*n queen&lt;/strong&gt; - you're such a darling to have. i still adore you althou you cldn't make it for dinner! ok but i won't be angry, cos someone offered to treat me! (: i can never get angry with this girl here cos she's really very nicee, till it makes me weak inside. i really enjoyed the heart-to-heart talks with you (esp during our malacca trip, roommate!) cos you seem to understand what i'm going through. the last yr in the pb with you was great fun. i love the times when we tease each other, and your affectionate terms on me by saying that "&lt;em&gt;oh no she's gone high, cos she forgot to take her medicine this morning&lt;/em&gt;" but the actual reason is that a daily dosage of&lt;em&gt; you &lt;/em&gt;makes me high. love seeing you cos it really brightens up my day. thanks so much dardar *mwahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candice*ghandi aka pon queen &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;hey candy girl! honeybunch,sugarcrunch, that's what you're made of. another sweet liann too! (: yes, we'll go to some nice irish pub to chill soon and then go to your house to dance the night away. so you'll get pinky cheeks again. thanks for being part of my sc life chiobu! guess we're quite alike too, in the things we do and don't do (like what irri does!) haha kidding la. had lots of fun with you for class events, and not forgetting our p*family outings. let's have one in the hols alright. it's a deal! (: &lt;em&gt;miss you&lt;/em&gt; loads. it's been eons since i last saw you. thanks for that lovely, unforgettable night! miss me too alright, sweets? loveee youuuuuuuuuu (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sinwen*strawberry aka pum king/pumkin&lt;/strong&gt; - strawberry shortcake! haha mickey.. where have you been? thanks so much for remembering my birthday! you're such a sweetie to have. you hurt me you know, when you cldn't make it. ): ): ): nvm, i won't blame you, i'll blame pw. haha.. don't worry i still love you althou you love minnie more! (but i know you secretly love me most) haha (: thanks for all the fun times spent together. glad to have known you more after i knew your sis first. thank you for adding moments of joy and laughter in my life, for lending a listening ear and being nice to all of us. you've been a wonderful friend all this while, and i really treasure this friendship. looking forward to many more years to come alright. lovelove! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cindy*salt &lt;/strong&gt;- salteh! your sugar loves you! thanks for remembering my birthday for so many years. we've known each other for many years, and we were in the same pr 1 class right! so cool. really happy to keep in touch with you. lets go out soon ok, and you have to update me about *ahems*. coughs. haha (: salteh.. i miss you so much! missing your ever-so-lovely smiles, the pinchings you give me, the lame times we spend in class, and for being there for me always. i'll be here for you ............till always too alright. thanks for all the sweet lil things, and BIG things you've done for me. SUGAR LOVES YOU ALOT. Je t'aime! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tran*my deskpartner&lt;/strong&gt; - hello darling! (: hope you enjoyed your treat! (: really happy to meet up with you that day, and those nice long chats over the lovely romantic dinner! i truly had great fun. thanks for the smiles you've brought to my life. i still remember the times when we'll be singing during lessons together, the cd you burned for me, the dedication you made over the radio and the mogu that you said to "&lt;em&gt;cry, tear or laugh here&lt;/em&gt;" whenever i wanted to. please do take care of yourself k. you're one of the strongest girls i've ever met. and rem if you need someone to talk to, i'll be a buzz away. hugs, aishiteru!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nic&amp;dil*nicest juniors &lt;/strong&gt;- hey didis! (: love you both to the core. thanks for all the pleasant memories in bowling, for always having faith in me, and for being my inspiration for bowling, as well as other fields too. i'm so thankful for having met you two. did i ever tell you that you're the sweetest things that have ever happened to me? i mean ever word i say. it's so hard to imagine what it wld be w/o you both. thanks for choosing bowling, and for us to have a chance to meet. alright, i promise we'll go out after your o's alright. and we can go to dil's house and sit by the pavement and stargaze and talk the night through. can't wait for that. anyway, all the best for o's. Te Amo. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ryanna, wan rong* sweet juniors &lt;/strong&gt;- haven't seen you both for a really long time. thanks for remembering! (: hope things are going well for you all yup. thanks for the lovely smiles and waves whenever i see you both. you're like sunshine is to plants. you're the source of endless happiness. THANK YOU so much! ((: talk to you all soon ok. meanwhile, please take care! *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok that was part one..i'll carry on with part 2 another day. (: rather tired now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway, special thanks to those who rem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;daddy &amp;amp; mummy, jiejie, zhiqi, ingrid, liann, eric, candy, sinwen, salt, elspeth, tran, felicia, nic, dil, ryanna, wan rong, evan, deyang, ching kai, joseph, andy, matthew, dex, talia, rowell, elaine, jolene, sherene, josey, ryan, cherie, andrea, claire, yang lei, greg, deb, zhenghan &amp; andrea! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hope i didn't miss anyone else. that's what i recalled. heh..happy seventeen once again! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112973249149593562?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112973249149593562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112973249149593562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112973249149593562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112973249149593562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/seventeen.html' title='seventeen!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112954862710960119</id><published>2005-10-17T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T04:30:27.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>got back econs, math and gp today. they were bad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like using ryan's new slogan, but i shall refrain from it.&lt;br /&gt;despite the frustrations. and disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;promos were screwed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to start trng soon, and get the appeals ready by tmr. and pw too. such a stressed week ahead. sigh. i think this is my &lt;em&gt;best &lt;/em&gt;birthday present ever.&lt;br /&gt;dang.&lt;br /&gt;such &lt;em&gt;sweet &lt;/em&gt;sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112954862710960119?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112954862710960119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112954862710960119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112954862710960119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112954862710960119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_17.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112943986894954094</id><published>2005-10-15T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T22:17:48.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peter pan (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"do you believe in fairies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;i do&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Every time a child says, 'I don't believe in fairies,' there is a fairy somewhere that falls down dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Do you believe in fairies? … If you believe," he [Peter] shouted to them, "clap your hands; don't let Tink die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Don't you understand, Tink? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;just caught the last flight to neverland (: it was quite good - especially the colourful sets, the soft and warm spots of lighting, the smooth transitions to different scenes, the long, flowy costumes of the &lt;em&gt;fairies&lt;/em&gt;, their sharp yet elegant dance movements, the well-spaced out positions of the swarthy pirates, their rhythmic songs and precise movements. yeah, it was good! what impressed me most was the actors' sustained enthusiasm and vibe throughout the whole performance which gave the theatrical piece its vibrancy. i guess that's what theatre is about. it was so real and lifelike, and it somehow transports you back into a different dimension - that of your younger childhood days. "&lt;em&gt;All children, except one, grow up&lt;/em&gt;." - peter pan (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but what i felt cld be portrayed out more intensely was the theme of &lt;em&gt;letting &lt;strong&gt;your inner child run wild&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;more often than not, we're caught up with what we're doing and we tend to restrict ourselves, all because of the fear of the unknown, of exploring new boundaries and the fear of what people may think of us. it all surfaces because of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I love acting. It is so much more real than life."    ~Oscar Wilde.&lt;/em&gt; acting allows you to be fully focused in what you're doing and to be absorbed in the role of the character, wiping out your fears of others' opinions. i guess its more real than life - the pretences people put on, the facades that they use to shield their pride, their two-facedness, as well as societal expectations that confine us to certain perimeters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"We live in what is, but we find a thousand ways not to face it. Great theatre strengthens our faculty to face it."  ~Thornton Wilder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;to face the &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&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/12871949-112943986894954094?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112943986894954094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112943986894954094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112943986894954094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112943986894954094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/peter-pan.html' title='peter pan (:'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112937014342987743</id><published>2005-10-15T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T02:55:43.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>open house</title><content type='html'>Véronique Garneau (: is my name is french. haha how cool is that? but garneau sounds like some brand, garnier! alright, it doesn't sound that nice if its a brand. oh mann, i think french is a nice language. yeah, i'll be determined to learn that (: i'll... try to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was spent on open house. i was rather surprised that there weren't many people. yup, met my buddy bev, ahma eunice, sam and lyn. the smart juniors! persuaded dil to come vj to join bowling, and trying to convince beatrix too (: i really hope they'll come. miss those times training with them. anyway, you all work hard alright. and after that you all can party all you want. HAHA :D im jealous that you all have masquerade as your theme for prom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so it was talking to more people and asking them to join bowling. a few hilarious incidences, but i shant comment. heh.. oh well, really hope we can get some appeals this year, unlike the previous years. i hope they'll grant us a few, but i know it's rather hard. BIG sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, then went to the track booth to see ms yellow! haha they had quite alot of appeals. sher was there too (: oh mann, i think track guys can make nice windmills, haha but bowling guys arent too bad either. they were a bit of a help to make the bowling pins. yeah! :D after that, it was more slacking and sitting around and after that we (the bowlers) did mass dance. it was the FIRST time ever we've done that together. the seniors shld have been here, guess it'll be more fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im rather sad that this year is coming to an end. the j2s graduated ytd, and in a few months time we'll be seniors. like.. wow, i cant believe it. our juniors will be streaming in next year. that seems rather fast for me.. it only seems that i've entered vj for a few months. sigh i dont wanna leave vj.. it hold lots of memories for me, both pleasant and not that pleasant. with tears of joy and disappointment. how i wish jc life cld be slightly longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be con't..&lt;br /&gt;(ok this sounds cheesy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112937014342987743?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112937014342987743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112937014342987743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112937014342987743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112937014342987743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/open-house.html' title='open house'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112912242960478291</id><published>2005-10-12T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T06:07:09.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>korean movies are sad. they make you cry, especially those love stories.&lt;br /&gt;random thought of the day: pourquoi faire des amants doivent traverser toute la douleur juste pour être ensemble?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112912242960478291?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112912242960478291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112912242960478291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112912242960478291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112912242960478291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112912218632968414</id><published>2005-10-12T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T06:03:06.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>il blesse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;alright, here's a quickie of my week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;my past few days were spent going out, eating, watching movies and catching up with friends (: yup watched goal ytd. it was REALLY GOOD. haha it is currently my top favourite, thanks to the bowlers who subsidized my ticket! (: ahaha, thought it'll be some typical guys' football show. mann, i was wrong. it's damn touching and inspiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;be inspired. oh yes i am! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;dang, the show made me like football again. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;oh well, i think the game is really nice to watch. remembering the times when mummy,  my sis and i will stare in front of the tv catching midnight matches while daddy is fast asleep cause he's too tired to watch! ahh, miss those times real bad where we'll stuff ourselves with chips and more softdrinks. haha what an unhealthy lifestyle. oh and that reminds me that i have to go and workout soon. at the gym or smth, maybe it's time to call my cousins up! (: then we can go gymming and tanning together! (: and movie marathons!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just pondering over smth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sometimes, words cut so deep. sometimes, it's meant to be a light-hearted joke and you don't mean what you say, but sometimes it just does hurt so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;vous me blessez profondément.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe it's the person, i don't know. i hate doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fera vous épargne la dernière danse pour moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;peut-être pas&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/12871949-112912218632968414?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112912218632968414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112912218632968414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112912218632968414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112912218632968414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/il-blesse.html' title='il blesse'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112862183981727197</id><published>2005-10-06T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T11:03:59.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PROMOS ARE FINALLY OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm so god damn freaking happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;6days of holidays (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm gonna rot. haha who wants to go out with me.. tell me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haha. ok that was random. cos im high :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so the day started with maths in the morning. it was a relatively easy paper, but i didn't know how to do alot of questions! i hope i don't fail. dang.. cause i felt really drowsy with the effect of my medicine. sigh, i was just dozing off by the 8th question. no amounts of sweets could keep me awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anyway, after the depressing maths paper, we (most of the geogers) spent our time rotting away in the canteen and in the treehouse before lit (: i guess the trip really brought us closer together. i'm so thankful for that! and that was where ryan was lying on in a weird position that imran thought was obscene! sher and i agreed that they both have a love-hate relationship! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;after slacking around, sher and i were just staring afar and we started reciting "Romeo, Romeo, whereof art thou?" imagining that our prince charming will recite poetry for us at the bottom of.. the tree house? hahah ok that's absurd!guys are so unromantic! anyway, it's a perfect view of the track and field. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;then it was lit. for one and a half hours, afterwhich we went home to change and i met jo before going to meet the rest of them at cityhall (: sorry to make you wait dearie, hope you weren't all sweaty. haha you're DAMN feminine! haha (: okay! then sher came, ryan and his friend, and then we met josey for sushi at esplanade! (: it was heavenly. talked alot there. yup, i really love the nice environment. and such lovely ambience for a thursday evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;after dinner, sher, josey, jolene and i went to watch corpse bride. it was quite good. the music was great and the story was rather touching till i cried. ok it sounds silly, but yeah. i just have this fetish for touching movies. it makes me feel more towards certain issues and revitalises my emotions. i like the whole process of emotional changes, but i think it's really complexed. sometimes, i stop to think how our minds work. it's amazing isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then we went to the sky garden where there wasn't anyone. it was really quiet, and there were not stars ): i miss stargazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so we just walked and walked around suntec trying to find an entrance, but they were all locked. we were really tempted to cut through balaclava! but we decided not to, and we took the long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;route. josey left, and jo, sher and i walked to starbucks and cafecartel but they were closed for business! ): so we had to go home despite our unsatisfied hungry tummies. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh well, the day was rather good. i love going out. just talked to jiejie online. hope she's doing fine in nottingham. take care of yourself alright, I LOVE YOU! enjoy school, and don't go for so many parties. haha you are truly missed by us and valentine! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112862183981727197?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112862183981727197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112862183981727197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112862183981727197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112862183981727197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112849313967508225</id><published>2005-10-05T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:18:59.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liberation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;maths. lit.. then freedom! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;haha i don't know why but i feel as if it's already the end of the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ok i shall go do math later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;think POSITIVE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yup just woke up from my refreshing nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;gonna have lunch soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;smth good for my bad tumtum ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;don't you just love rainy days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;oh.yes.I DO! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i want to relive memories.somehow i wish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you were still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;picture/perfect*&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/12871949-112849313967508225?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112849313967508225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112849313967508225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112849313967508225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112849313967508225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/liberation.html' title='liberation!'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112824398186585462</id><published>2005-10-02T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T02:06:21.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>promo stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;promos stress is eating into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i shld be mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yeeek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i wanna study overseas! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;so many things, so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i wish i cld stall time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my fetish for haagen daz strawberry cheesecake is growing tremendously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;milkshake at billy bomers. absolutely rich and creamy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;pizza at bakers inn. undeniably heavenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;[x] my sinful cravings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ilovethenumberseventeen. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;andseven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;allsevensarenice! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112824398186585462?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112824398186585462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112824398186585462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112824398186585462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112824398186585462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/10/promo-stress.html' title='promo stress'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112791309056407914</id><published>2005-09-28T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T06:11:30.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>incoherence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i felt as if my life was in danger half an hour ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;an in SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there was this plane which was circling around my house for 5times (and more i think) continuously! it was flying really low and had ultra bright lights. like some UFO thing. haha ok maybe not that bad. but yeah.. i pointed to mummy there was a plane. and it was a mile away but i cldnt hear any sound of it at all. so i rubbed my eyes again. it was really a plane and not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;those remote-control kinds. so mummy and i stood in the garden and watched it fly. when it was overhead of us it had a red light which kept on blinking non-stop, so both of us stooped down cos we were afraid that it was some time bomb thing but we JUST HAD TO WATCH. we didn't run, how smart. haha i vow never to stay rooted to the ground at any of such emergencies.haha it was really scary, my heart kept thumping real fast - like a plane going to release its cargo of death. ok that sounds morbid.. but it was similar to that. when you feel frightened, thoughts just swarm your mind like a host of insects, or perhaps a plague. so the SECOND time, we waited for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it to come again, but this time we were closer to shelter.. the porch! (: haha shan't go on for the subsequent times. it's quite silly, but a good way to destress. hahah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;oh ex-sc girls are going back to sc to promote vj. ahh really wld wanna go back, but mummy says no. i have to mug. sigh.. ok what am i doing online. haha reading jolene's blog is really entertaining. i wonder where she gets the energy to update almost everyday. blogging's a tedious affair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i miss sc. i wanna see my juniors. anyway, hope they're doing fine. tell me your prelim results when you see this k! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i wanna go starbucks again. the spinach and mushroom quiche is really good. go try out the new thirst-quenching drink too, it's a mixture of lemonade, honey, mint... it's my beloved! (: whoooo.. oh and sher's fav ice-blended is really yummy too. its pink in colour, so i think its raspberry. haha or strawberry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh &lt;strong&gt;highlight of the day&lt;/strong&gt;: ryan told jolene josey and me that he thinks sher is pretty, while she was away discussing odac stuff. haha (: sher are you hearing this? -widegrin- maybe she'll be the next top model of Singapore.. or maybe pakistan. haha anyway she won MISS PARKWAY for her birthday, so it shldn't be surprising! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112791309056407914?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112791309056407914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112791309056407914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112791309056407914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112791309056407914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/incoherence.html' title='incoherence'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112738525710411129</id><published>2005-09-22T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:57:42.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>6 things im in a mood for ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i wanna watch peter pan badly&lt;br /&gt;2) i want to go to maldives. spain. banyan tree resorts (:&lt;br /&gt;3) i want a jigsaw of tinkerbelle and peterpan&lt;br /&gt;4) i feel like going to a cafe and chill out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;5) i want to visit my jiejie&lt;br /&gt;6) i wish it'll happen (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112738525710411129?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112738525710411129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112738525710411129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112738525710411129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112738525710411129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_22.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112738485473157926</id><published>2005-09-21T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T03:27:34.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give me a break</title><content type='html'>it's all another lie.&lt;br /&gt;how do you expect me to trust ever again.&lt;br /&gt;fragmented into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;is that what all you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you shld believe what others say.&lt;br /&gt;if you're unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;tell me straight&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things aren't what they are.&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112738485473157926?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112738485473157926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112738485473157926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112738485473157926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112738485473157926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/give-me-break.html' title='give me a break'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112738411412525644</id><published>2005-09-21T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T03:15:14.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe sideSo I don't get hurt Because of you I find it hard to trust Not only me, but everyone around me Because of you I am afraid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112738411412525644?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112738411412525644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112738411412525644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112738411412525644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112738411412525644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_21.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112653256604642782</id><published>2005-09-12T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T06:42:46.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zouk</title><content type='html'>haven't update for ages. anyway, jolene just taught me how to upload pics here cos my other account can't work ): yup, so these are some pics of the seventeen party at zouk during the hols (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/176b23f8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/c08115b1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/53e87207.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/c6006fdf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/e1c2f35b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/ohmysweetiepie/5949e433.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (: happy says the satisfied soul. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112653256604642782?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112653256604642782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112653256604642782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112653256604642782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112653256604642782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/zouk.html' title='zouk'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112594054963401736</id><published>2005-09-06T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T10:15:49.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I somehow find, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;you and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm quiet, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You make a first impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I've found I'm scared to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'm always on your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-maybe &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you and i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; collide&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/12871949-112594054963401736?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112594054963401736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112594054963401736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112594054963401736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112594054963401736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112531706603696341</id><published>2005-08-29T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T05:04:26.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bittersweet memories still linger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guess it'll never fade away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;you said it's not the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and i believe you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt;teen.oh&lt;strong&gt;seven&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&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/12871949-112531706603696341?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112531706603696341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112531706603696341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112531706603696341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112531706603696341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112531653023319375</id><published>2005-08-29T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T04:55:30.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess sch's been rather fun because of the friends you hang out with. thanks to sherene, jolene, josey, ryan and talia for making my day! and the other geogers (you know who you are!) yup, our recent obssession with pck (or rather some of us) has been crazy. haha i think he knows we're talking about him! oops. yupyup, josey was really sweet, she gave all of us this mini photo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;of us on national day with our ethnic clothes on! (: it'll be in our wallets! (: smiless. then we wrote in the teachers' day cards that ryan bought from prints. (mr koh's one is super nice. i'm just in love with it) haha we're planning to give them before we leave on wed (: the shiny butterflies are super diva-material. it's so like ryan! haha :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;then the middle of the day got boring as usual. i guess it's just monday blues eating into us. we were occupied with a long day of lectures and tutorial and finally the last lesson of the day..econs! it was this fateful lession where i scared jolene and sherene with my sudden change of voice. it was like a vent of frustration in a super duperly low and infeminine voice, and they&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;stared at me, wondering where it came from. and they started laughing so loudly that all of us couldn't walk straight. our legs were seriously wobbly (till jo had to cling onto the classroom door)it was really hilarious. but maluating as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAHA (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yeah, but i think it's much better than staying at home slacking away. missing one day of school is bad enough, haha we all need our daily dosage of our lovely friends! oh well, i need to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;packing for the trip. (: gonna leave on wed morning! (: *gleams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112531653023319375?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112531653023319375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112531653023319375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112531653023319375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112531653023319375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112531556341401844</id><published>2005-08-28T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T04:39:23.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally back from hiatus (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yup just changed the layout of my diary. ain't it sweet (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, i guess it's another chapter of my life.when there are so many things happening, it just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;leaves you with no personal space for reflections. sometimes i just wish that time would stop for me, but it'll never happen. it's all a fantasy, a make-believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yup, just gotta move on. school these days have been really busy, maths lectures are going super&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;duperly fast, and assignments are piling up. was tied down with tons of lit and econs essays as well as pw stuff. *breathes* but the rush is finally over. the geog-ers will be going to m'sia for a 4day3night trip (: yayee, we're all looking forward to it! *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;escape from it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i wanna &lt;strong&gt;break free.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/12871949-112531556341401844?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112531556341401844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112531556341401844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112531556341401844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112531556341401844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/08/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112238600955328710</id><published>2005-07-26T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T06:53:29.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emptyness</title><content type='html'>a thousand thoughts somehow cross my mind tonight.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is something i haven't felt before.it's.. unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i need to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'll just go to the beach and enjoy the breeze as it caresses your face softly...&lt;br /&gt;and stand at the breakwaters to shout out loud at the sea.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna ______________________ run as far as this road can take me.&lt;br /&gt;just let me scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 9.37pm on a tuesday night and i'm feeling just the opposite of the bright street lights along katong road. the neon lights of pubs and those sleazy areas just turn me off. the cafes and restaurants somehow don't tempt me anymore. i feel distanced from the bustling night life, from the partying and chilling out there. all i see is just blurry images that whizz pass the tiny little window of my parents' maroon car. and the next moment, it's gone - fast before you can even try to figure what you captured. instantaneously, i hear "beeps" from the impatient drivers whose incessant horning just irks me when i'm feeling the hell sh*t irritated. somehow, you just feel that whatever you do is just not good enough. it'll never be. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;misjudged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. don't you?&lt;br /&gt;even in the little window i'm sitting by.&lt;br /&gt;why do you rob me of my &lt;em&gt;privacy&lt;/em&gt;. yeah, what privacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't it all go back to the same&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just.. &lt;em&gt;sh*t&lt;/em&gt; damn irritated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112238600955328710?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112238600955328710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112238600955328710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112238600955328710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112238600955328710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/emptyness.html' title='emptyness'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112177861325299903</id><published>2005-07-19T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T06:10:13.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;these few days have been really good. happylilme (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;yup.  thanks lots sweetie! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;you make me happy, day and night. actually every moment (including now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;and other sweeties too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;alright, school's been boring, esp the lectures and torturous tutorials. but thanks to my group of friends who make it fun (: love you all loads! you know who you are. haha ms yellow, mr i-love-plants-alot!, ms bimbo-babe-and hottie and ms sengKANGjiankang! (: hahah.. and others like.. ms tatasauce, ms im-going-for-grade8-since2002, mr IT-genius (: haha lots more la.. but i'm lazy to type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHAHAH (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i have a bad feeling my phone bill will SHOOOOT up :X must start saving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i feel broke. i shall cut down on my food. i've been eating too much. so unhealthy. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;boo. i miss my cupcake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;btw, i'm so sad about having short hair. i will never ask the hair dresser to cut my hair so short in the fit of anger. i love ponytails. haha..i feel so unfeminine. ): short hair makes me sad. ok nvm, i'm sure my hair will grow very fast. i'll eat lots of vitamins (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my space. my thoughts. my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;two people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;two hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;two minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;two paths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;one love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;one vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;one destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; united as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;haha it's quite random. just thought of 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/12871949-112177861325299903?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112177861325299903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112177861325299903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112177861325299903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112177861325299903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA (:'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112177749287481123</id><published>2005-07-17T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T05:51:32.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>behind these hazel eyes - kelly clarkson</title><content type='html'>Seems like just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; were a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to stand so tall&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so strong&lt;br /&gt;Your arms around me tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Everything, it felt so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;No, &lt;em&gt;I can't sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely hanging on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; see the tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you everything&lt;br /&gt;Opened up and let you in&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel alright&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life&lt;br /&gt;Now all that's left of me&lt;br /&gt;Is what I pretend to be&lt;br /&gt;So together, but so broken up inside'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;No, I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm barely hangin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tears I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swallow me then spit me out&lt;br /&gt;For hating you, I blame myself&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you it kills me now&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't cry on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once again&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, once againI&lt;br /&gt;'m torn into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it, can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you were the one&lt;br /&gt;Broken up, deep inside&lt;br /&gt;But you won't get to see the tears I cry&lt;br /&gt;Behind these &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;hazel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nice song (: i'm addicted to it. madly, crazily, and whats more. just like everything about it. haha go listen if you havent. bloop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112177749287481123?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112177749287481123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112177749287481123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112177749287481123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112177749287481123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/behind-these-hazel-eyes-kelly-clarkson.html' title='behind these hazel eyes - kelly clarkson'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112116399797873364</id><published>2005-07-12T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T03:26:37.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3-in-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yayee, i just added some photo albums.phew it's quite tiring. haha oh well i love photos. they seem to capture the happiest moments in your life worth remembering. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;well, school has been quite alright. breaks are fun with my group of friends. haha we make really ALOT of noise in the canteen, which can be rather disastrous. and sometimes we piss the people around us with our unruly and boisterous behaviour. imagine those contagious loud laughter and the random shrills here and there. haha oh well, i guess it's just part of college life. and these are the little things that make it fun and memorable (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;oh, here's a quick update about the weekend. yup, went for maddcap on sat with our sec4 clique. it was SUPERB. but a pity there was no dance. so yeah. sc just brings back great memories, and it makes you feel so attached to every corner of the school. met few of the juniors and took some pics. ah i like the new sports complex. it's so nice and biggg, im so jealous. haha one day, maybe we'll go there and camp or smth. it's quite suitable for stargazing too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;on saturday, i went for tsd public performance. haha to see khairul's and cho's performance. they were really good (: my goodness, my seniors are SO DAMN pro. haha i liked shaun and rohana's duologue, it was extremely hilarious! (: the others were excellento too! (: well done tsdians (: yup and some exciting things happened too right. ahaha right jo? (: haha. -happy says the satisfied soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;alright. gtg now. i shall attempt to be awake during lectures and not fall asleep. ah it's tuesday but im still suffering from monday blues. sighsigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;3-in-1. you make me dizzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;memories just creep back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;in the middle of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;somewhere, somehow.. i hope our paths will cross again&lt;/span&gt;&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/12871949-112116399797873364?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112116399797873364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112116399797873364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112116399797873364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112116399797873364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/07/3-in-1.html' title='3-in-1'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-112014935545064603</id><published>2005-06-30T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T09:35:55.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yayee im back after a long absence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha mids are finally over. and that makes me happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yayee, so today was spent shopping with mummy and jiejie. yup jie bought a skirt and a pair of jeans, and i bought &lt;strong&gt;3 skirts&lt;/strong&gt; (: mummy bought a shirt for daddy. so sweet. i love her to bits! (: so we walked from topshop, where i liked this top but there wasn't my size ): to warehouse to bebe where the tops i like didnt look that nice on me ): thou i really like them ALOT! ahh.. then to guess where mummy agreed to let me buy the BAG i was longing for (sometime soon) and ZARA where i love the place! haha it made my dayyy (: with skirts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yup then we went to this jap restaurant at taka, and guess what i saw!!!! a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GIGOLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ahh this not bad looking 30yr old guy was with this old woman like 50plus who was dressed like she was going for a party/clubbing. the short black lacy dress and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BOOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a shiny belt with a white handbag. so gross! at first i thought she was his &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOTHER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but NO she's not. ok, i'm just disgusted by that fact. ahhhhh, i can't get over it. she was looking at us jealously (as what my sis said). ok maybe she's deprived. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;things to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;1) get my bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;2) cut my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;3) going out to eat! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;4) packing my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;5)PLANNING CHALET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-112014935545064603?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/112014935545064603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=112014935545064603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112014935545064603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/112014935545064603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111859316659076697</id><published>2005-06-12T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:20:18.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>greedy piggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;some pics jiejie and i took at swensen's! (:&lt;br /&gt;yes, we are very lame together! haha jealous? toOo bad!&lt;br /&gt;i know you love us! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, don't worry i love the person who's reading this too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's the one.&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/12871949-111859316659076697?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111859316659076697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111859316659076697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859316659076697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859316659076697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/greedy-piggies.html' title='greedy piggies'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111859280474670199</id><published>2005-06-12T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:13:24.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/640/Swensen%27s%20018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/320/Swensen%27s%20018.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what boredom does to thou! my jie and i with super coOol specs!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-111859280474670199?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111859280474670199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111859280474670199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859280474670199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859280474670199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/see-what-boredom-does-to-thou-my-jie.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111859262692297346</id><published>2005-06-12T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:10:26.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/640/Swensen%27s%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/320/Swensen%27s%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetsugaryspicysupersexayyee sisters! *hugs*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-111859262692297346?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111859262692297346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111859262692297346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859262692297346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859262692297346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/sweetsugaryspicysupersexayyee-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111859253080886380</id><published>2005-06-12T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:08:50.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/640/Swensen%27s%20023.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/320/Swensen%27s%20023.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jie being childish at some toy house! i like this pic alot (: -winks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' 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title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111859232735731405</id><published>2005-06-12T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:05:27.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/640/Swensen%27s%20014.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/320/Swensen%27s%20014.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my halo that jiejie gave me? whee.. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-111859232735731405?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111859232735731405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111859232735731405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859232735731405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111859232735731405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha-my-halo-that-jiejie-gave-me-whee.html' title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111859226943921363</id><published>2005-06-12T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T09:04:29.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/640/Swensen%27s%20011.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/6348/320/Swensen%27s%20011.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepyheads (: *lets sway to the music..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' 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title=''/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111846087957715727</id><published>2005-06-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:34:39.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haha wahh, i didn't know my soulsis was so smart! haha *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hurry let's go out.. haha let's go to the esplanade cafes, or somewhere nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;haha so we can chill out babe. call the rest too okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;esp eric, who has gone into hiding! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i want to question pumpkin..abt her *hahahaa* you know what. yea so exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-111846087957715727?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111846087957715727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111846087957715727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111846087957715727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111846087957715727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111841969110402288</id><published>2005-06-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T09:08:11.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO.</title><content type='html'>my whole entry just got deleted!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12871949-111841969110402288?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111841969110402288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111841969110402288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111841969110402288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111841969110402288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/2005/06/boo.html' title='BOO.'/><author><name>ohmysweetiepie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00126130736277260924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12871949.post-111841933014705543</id><published>2005-06-10T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:28:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha i've hacked into ying's blog! can't help it i'm such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;computer genius&lt;/span&gt;. *cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup anyway ying's such a sweetie(like me) but a rather hyper one haha.. always squealing &gt;_&lt; forever =")"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ingriddy, ying's most beloved soul sis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;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/12871949-111841933014705543?l=ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmysweetiepie.blogspot.com/feeds/111841933014705543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12871949&amp;postID=111841933014705543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12871949/posts/default/111841933014705543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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