<?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-5532191945592229362</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:20:21.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oxygenated love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-5349615019387240089</id><published>2007-11-06T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:58:24.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TANNNNN&lt;/span&gt; sorta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehehehee. ok i finally went out :DD ordered clothes online @&lt;a href="http://madmoriselle.blogspot.com"&gt;madmoriselle&lt;/a&gt; yayyy. nicey clothes :DD but i hadda go to chuachukang to get them :/ but it's ohkaye :DD heehee. i still love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivo to meet jillyn's friends : Desiree&amp;amp;Constance. they were at B&amp;amp;J when we reached. &amp;amp;we just random-ed at the playpool area. did spastic stuff like.. imitating the tofu people statues&amp;amp;saying "HI"&amp;amp;"HELLO" to random people. hehehehehehe. there was this grp of american people&amp;amp;we said hi to them, some lady waved back to us&amp;amp;some other lady took a pic of us sitting on the island thing. hehehehe. she'll prolly go show the others&amp;amp;say "hey look. i took a pic of 4idiots who said hi to us" HAHAHAHAHHA. so spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally left for shen-tao-sah. stopped at imbiah&amp;amp;walked to the beach stn. went to palawan. there still was NO sun. boo. so we ended up just playingg. heheehehehe. bought frisbee. &amp;amp;started playing. me&amp;amp;desiree were a team&amp;amp;jillyn&amp;amp;constance were a team. AHEM. the frisbee player team lost. memeheheheehheehehe. which means. me&amp;amp;desiree won. but jillyn&amp;amp;constance just sat arnd making sand bombs to hit us with. so me&amp;amp;desiree buried their slippers in the sand. constance saw so many times but she didn't know. HAHAHAH. so funny! then went to change. me&amp;amp;jillyn couldn't resist&amp;amp;changed into our new clothes :DD hehe. then went to koufu to eat. i couldn't believe the prices. Tomyam Ramen for 5doulars?!? blah. then went back to vivo to go home. Aloyscious was there to pick jillyn up&amp;amp;send her home. Me, Constance&amp;amp;Desiree went to the mrt to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home&amp;amp;washed ALL the new clothes&amp;amp;went back to Madmoriselle.blogspot.com &amp;amp;reserved 2tubes. hehehehee. i am ADDICTED to online shopping now :DD hehehehe. packing tdy&amp;amp;bintan trip TMR:DDD HAPPPPPY!!!! HAHAHAHH. yuh ok. better go do my sutff now. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xoxo&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/5532191945592229362-5349615019387240089?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5349615019387240089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=5349615019387240089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5349615019387240089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5349615019387240089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/tannnnn-sorta-mehehehee.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6320061142167492326</id><published>2007-11-01T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:44:58.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KYLE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. im going to ROT at home.... blahhhhh. except for the occasional youth every fridays&amp;amp;church every sundays. christmas prac every wed&amp;amp;saturday nights starting from i forgot when. blahhh. ohkies so wed went out walkwalk. thurs was supposed to go grandparents hse but i was really shagged&amp;amp;lethargic&amp;amp;tdy theres NOTHING to do. omg. rotrotrot! arghhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE REALISED&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-that i'm very bored&lt;br /&gt;-that my holiday trip to tan is next week&lt;br /&gt;-PRIMARY SCHOOLS ARE ANNOYINGLY LOUD&lt;br /&gt;-i do not have a lot of books to read&lt;br /&gt;-THE PRIMARYSCHOOL NXT TO MY BLOCK IS STILL ANNOYINGLY LOUD&lt;br /&gt;-i'm gonna die&lt;br /&gt;-i have no idea how i will know my subject combi&amp;amp;class&lt;br /&gt;-i NEED to get of my lazy arse&amp;amp;find a job&lt;br /&gt;-i need spending money&lt;br /&gt;-there are alot of 'i's above&lt;br /&gt;-i can't solve SuperCollapse3-quickplay puzzle lvl85&lt;br /&gt;-the above was very random&lt;br /&gt;-the above was very random but true&lt;br /&gt;-i'm drifting away from my school friends every hols&lt;br /&gt;-im sad&amp;amp;insecure&lt;br /&gt;-i need God&lt;br /&gt;-after click5 came to spore, every one starts going "oh my. you know what kyle patrick is mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emphasizing on the last point. *ahemkauahem* muahahaha. lawls. i shall not say i discovered kyle patrick&lt;3 first. because that's not fair to the people i don't know&amp;amp;stuff. but blog hopping made me realise that ALOT of people suddenly put "KYLE PATRICK IS MINE" or "KYLE PATRICK I LOVE YOU" or sth. whatever. some i know some i don't. in my oh-so-wonderful mind, KYLE PATRICK IS MINE! muahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. now i know how bored i am. bloghopping arnd&amp;amp;declaring on my blog that kylepartick&lt;3 is mine(which is true). laloleeluu. soooo boredddddd. friendster is kinda sucking alot cos there's no homepage. blahhhh. im hungryyyy. booooo. i needa go outtt. pffft. buttt.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)no money&lt;br /&gt;2)dno who to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhhh. i wna go shopping with my mom again. because i like the place. heeheeee. lawls. i need more tops&amp;amp;dresses you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-a job&lt;br /&gt;-money&lt;br /&gt;-to go out&lt;br /&gt;-more freedom&lt;br /&gt;-a longer curfew&lt;br /&gt;-to stop rotting at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that the "i need" part is from short to long. the 1st being the most important ofcourse. laalorhhleeluuu. diediediediedie-ing. my ear hurts. boo. i need more antiseptic. hahaha. so spastick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL LIKE&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;-working&lt;br /&gt;-shorrpping&lt;br /&gt;-goingg gaigai-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irhhhhhssss. im so bored. i shall bathe&amp;amp;eat&amp;amp;rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&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/5532191945592229362-6320061142167492326?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6320061142167492326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6320061142167492326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6320061142167492326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6320061142167492326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/11/kyle3-omg.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-3434574650686949260</id><published>2007-10-29T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:03:59.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;new little hole&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyyyy. mommy agreed to let me get a 2nd piercing on a condition that no more marks shall be found on my body. hahaha. quote&amp;amp;unquote man. whoooopee! &amp;amp;i finally got more psp games from missannabelletang. yay again! muahahaha. soo sunday was basically boring(at someparts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mommy at her office&amp;amp;went to eat at Ethan's. tried the shepard's pie. it's was mom's recipe. hahaha. ooh. i&lt;3 the cheese(: then walked arnd. bought 2pairs of heels. one white&amp;amp;pink&amp;amp;supersuper high&amp;amp;the other pair was a low black pair. yayyy. then went to charles&amp;amp;keith to look at the transparent bagsies. hehe. super nice! so bought the white one. yayyyy. &lt;3mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met angie at wisma&amp;amp;walked to cine. as we walked nearer to Bits&amp;amp;Pieces we were DAMN nervous. haha. &amp;amp;i went first. it was scaryy for both oh us&amp;amp;i think i cut off the blood circulation in angie's hand. muahhaa. but we're both quite happy with it. only we felt weak&amp;amp;sick abit. :) then went to walkwalk at taka. wind shall not touch our ears cos it stung! :S then we walked to kino to look for farenheit451 for lit. to see what it's about. couldn't find it. haha. we saw lots of earrings&amp;amp;signs for piercings. :/ lols. then we looked arnd taka for abit. saw the oh-so-wonderful jimmychoo place in taka. o.0 one day, i shall walk in&amp;amp;choose a pair of heels&amp;amp;not care about the price&amp;amp;flash my oh-so-rich husband's oh-so-wonderful&amp;amp;oh-so-shiny credit card to buy them! whoots! hahaha lawl. alrdy decided my future(: then went to cine again to walkwalk&amp;amp;meet belle;tiff&amp;amp;ron. went to NUM&amp;amp;saw the perfect tee for angie. "Miss Boobjob" HAHAHAHAH. lawl. i want the David&amp;amp;Goliath tees. soooo nice! but it's 50$ per tee): yeahh. then went to walkwalk arnd. bought earrings&amp;amp;walkwalked more. then angie hadda go. &amp;me;belle;tiff&amp;amp;ron went to borders to go see stuff&amp;amp;be retarded. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed to dover&amp;amp;belle's mom fetched us to her house. got my games then sorted stuff out for belle's mom&amp;amp;earned 5$. yay. my first earnings ever! then ate abit. some chicken thing. tiff thot it had tobasco sauce on it so she asked me to put MORE tobasco sauce when it was TOMATO sauce. - -! hahaha. but it was reallyreally nice(: then belle's dad sent tiff&amp;amp;ron home&amp;amp;me to littleindia mrt cos they said it was easier for me to go hme frm there. nicey! then saw mom in the mrt &amp;amp;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala. nth much tdy. prolly go slacking tmrw(: ohwells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&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/5532191945592229362-3434574650686949260?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3434574650686949260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=3434574650686949260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3434574650686949260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3434574650686949260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-little-hole-yayyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6252901500577005718</id><published>2007-10-26T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:38:38.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO MORE SCHOOL :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. 2nd last day was ohkaye-ish.. watched a chinese drama which was sad but SUPER CLICHE-D bleh. then urhh. forgot. but im soo pissed. i wnted to go MOS but didn't go cos i didn't know who to ask. then on the last day oli tells me "kat&amp;amp;alethea went to MOS to see click5&amp;amp;got autographs. i wnted to go but dno who to ask" OMG. next time. i'm sooooo asking oli. &amp;amp;fiona says "_______ doesnt even LIKE click5" omg. why is the world SO UNFAIR. URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. bathed. went to vivo to meet debz&amp;amp;jillyn. forever21,pull&amp;amp;bear,NUM,diva. bought a cute lil necklace for annie. went to superdog for dinner. woah. 9.30$ bacon ripper+chilli cheese fries&lt;3+coke(upsized).&gt;girl, as much as i like you, why are you like that. don't get offended or anything but why are you so.. self-centred. like you can't take people carrying jokes at you too far but you can carry jokes too far at other people(me). or when you are sad&amp;amp;cry. you don't care that other people cry(me). or when you are depressed&amp;amp;i'm depressed, you only talk about your problems. girl, i have feelings too. ): &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urh. on a brighter note. tdy is raju&amp;amp;mitchell's wedding. CONGRATS! (: &amp;amp;i'm getting my psp tdy((: yayyyyyyyy. but i shall not use it to *ahemlureahem* guys. gtg bathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&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/5532191945592229362-6252901500577005718?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6252901500577005718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6252901500577005718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6252901500577005718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6252901500577005718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-more-school-d-yay.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-1740046974019898574</id><published>2007-10-24T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:41:19.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG. I BREATHED THE SAME AIR AS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE CLICK FIVE!!!!!!(KYLE PATRICK!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! i totally love the school for this outing mann. i mean. it might have seemed boring at the name. but the coaches made it fun. the food was delish. pictures! &amp;amp;of course. (possibly)being in the same building as the click five&lt;3 oh goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i wish i saw themmmmmmmmmm!!!! hahahaha. ok so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got back reportbooks. overall% was 60.??% ohkaye luhh. but i expected higher ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to the audi for the 1st part of the course. quite ohkaye luhh. then went to marriot. we were the first class there. so we were served coke;sprite&amp;amp;orange. but ofcourse, i took coke(: then went arnd snapping pics&amp;amp;then ronnie came&amp;amp;she was like.. "Do yoo know that the click5 are staying in the marriot?" omg! i nearly hyperventilated. i was like *screams(practically)"OMG. ARE YOU SERIOUS!?!?!" because as everyone knows.. i&lt;3the click five(esp. k.p!) then went in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our table(table29) had reg. 1-5+trish who secretly sat with us. then the guy came&amp;amp;kept us laughing so much that i hadda go pee. &amp;amp;i went&amp;amp;got back. 1st was bread. blah. but the bread was really nice(: then mushroom soup(i think)&amp;amp;i was REALLY REALLY GOOD. then along came more bread. drinks. &amp;amp;finally. main course. delish grilled chicken with cherry tomato, potato, aspragus etc. omg! sooooo good! kau was trying dno what with her food&amp;amp;we laughed the whole time. maybe it was cos me,annie&amp;amp;angie all ate sugar. hmmmms. hahahaha. then was dessert. zomgzomgzomg. strawberry cheesecake!!! soooo goood! i carved out a heart&amp;amp;didn't eat it. the cheesecakey part was really rich. o.0 then i used the strawberry sauce to write the words i&lt;3k.p hahahha. coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally left with ras. went to wisma for my iced choc. soooo good. then went arnd looking for some random thing to buy for a big plastic bag. bought this crap rubberband that looks gross. 2$. bleh. then finally left. met wendy,nicole,ducky&amp;amp;wanlin&amp;amp;followed them to sentosa to cycle/play sand. heh. quite funn lahh. then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalallalaa. im so bored! i wna go sentosa again!!! omg. like NOW! hehe. saw aloyscious. but i don't think he can identify me. meheh. yuh ohkaye. gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(pix on my friendster(:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-1740046974019898574?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1740046974019898574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=1740046974019898574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1740046974019898574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1740046974019898574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-5698411580663680585</id><published>2007-10-23T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T05:41:31.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY FATE IS SEALED;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomg. my blog is SOOOOO dead. haha. ohkayes. so anyways. after my oh-so-wonderful shopping trip with kaucow. tues-thurs were a bore. results are screwed&amp;amp;i found out that no matter how well i do for all my ca's my overall for math with still suck like crapass(53). wthhh. soooper pissed off. fri was interhouse soccer. forced to play. teamates said i was "not bad". heh. sure. i suck ass man. then went home. bathe;changed;went to "fix" grandpa's comp(it wasn't even spoilt!);cabbed to church. svc was ohkaye. debbie took a spastarded pic of me. i was supposed to be scrunching up my face. but somehow the cam caught me in a dao face moment. heh. supper-ed&amp;amp;went home. then saturday. was supposed to go shopping with belle&amp;amp;tiff. unfortch, couldn't. didn't even make the ekids meeting. oops. (overslept). then went out for the usual. yeah. then sunday. went to church, then went library&amp;amp;sans&amp;amp;swensons lunch. then finallywent homee. monday came. saddy. went to school. subject optioning. i finally decided on.. english,chinese,emath,amath,bio,chem,ss,geog elective&amp;amp;full lit. 2nd choice was pretty much the same. lalalala. gawshhhh. i feel so dumb. i could have opted to appeal for trip sci&amp;amp;drop chem but i didn't grah. ohwells. then went todo random stuffs&amp;amp;home. tdy was the minifair which to me, kinda sucked. we played speed&amp;amp;uno&amp;amp;bluff most of the time with uno cards. heh. then tmrw is the social etiquette thingo. oh joy. ohwells. desperate housewives is calling!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-5698411580663680585?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5698411580663680585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=5698411580663680585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5698411580663680585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5698411580663680585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-fate-is-sealed-omgomg.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-9134249949322578117</id><published>2007-10-15T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T05:15:10.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shawwwwwwwwwwwwpiiiiinggggg!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahah. the hols were ohkaye. but tdy was fun(: went to meet mom for lunch. then went to walkwalk. then got cash&amp;amp;went to meet kau. went to peninsular for a &lt;s&gt;failed&lt;/s&gt; attempt at finding skinnies. left cos kau was scared of banglahs kidnapping her. hahahaha. then went to bugis. found our skinnies&amp;amp;i realised that kau is FATTTTT! hahaahhahaa. lawls. i tried size26&amp;amp;i was like "omg. abit big" so i took 25. but kau on the other hand couldn't button 26 so she hadda take a 27. hahaahha. lawlsssss. fatsey! then we went arnd bugis street practically twice just looking for tops to go with the skinnies. we wanted to buy the LittleMiss tees over at alot of shops but they didn't have a lot of designs to choose from&amp;amp;the material was sooper nice(: but i ended up buying an "academy 37" almost off-shoulder tee&amp;amp;kau bought a count dracular or sth tee. yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy! then i bought a crown necklace. i was gna give them to annie but i decided to keep it for myself cos it was soooo nice(: then went to bugis junction to run arnd looking for a toilet. hahaa. found one&amp;amp;relieved ourselves(: then went to accesorize&amp;amp;aldo&amp;amp;diva before kau hadda go home. then i spent like 5more mins in diva deciding if i shd buy sth but i ended up not buying&amp;amp;went homee. lalala. tmr gotta go back to school. i love antm! omg cycle 6-janice dickinson is SUCHa beeyotch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-9134249949322578117?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9134249949322578117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=9134249949322578117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/9134249949322578117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/9134249949322578117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/shawwwwwwwwwwwwpiiiiinggggg-ahahahahah.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-1819911903218471464</id><published>2007-10-13T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:25:58.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm hungry&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Laughter is the best............medicine&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yayyyyy. no more exams! im in a total holiday mood already larhh. preparing for holiday&amp;amp;all. lalala. i think ystd was the best laughing day(without school people). stupid leonard said "get ready by 12.30 i don't wna wait" so i got ready&amp;amp;guess what time he sms-ed? 1PM. wths. i slept ohkaye. &amp;amp;he woke me up. heh. ohkaye a bit too drama. ohwells. met him at hougang mrt. mrt-ed to cityhall. then went to esplanade roof terrace. saw *sth. yes i shall be nice&amp;amp;not tell. :D then met jillyn&amp;amp;(for the first time)aloysious. he was nice&amp;amp;friendly(understatement). went to marina to eat&amp;amp;miss jillyn took a long time to decide so we just outvoted her on macs. heh. then went there&amp;amp;she did her (sort of) dare of going to these 2 girls&amp;amp;randomly talking to them for 5mins. wth. the 3of us were like. "ohshit. i dno her" then aloysious went to rescue her&amp;amp;further tease her with the *ahem*KETCHUP ISSUE. hahaha. damn funny lah. then went to go walkwalk. bought a book from times. littleblackdress! &lt;&lt;how&gt;&gt; hah. then walkwalk. jillyn got pissed&amp;amp;walked off. so me&amp;amp;leonard walkwalked first. let aloysious settle her. luckily he could. anaways. i saw a damn nice green floral dress from roxy for 100$. *faints. ackk. the bikinis were nice tho :/ haha. then went to ripcurl to look at more bikinis. then went off to just walkwalk. then went to creative where miss jillyn decided that she's ok&amp;amp;shall rejoin us. then went off to vivo. went to candy empire 1st. then they went to superdog while i went to starbucks(on pretense of going to the little girls room) to let my iced chocolate. then went to church. slacked&amp;amp;stoned(while waiting for ms janice&amp;amp;finally she came. then went up. worship. sharing instead of preaching on missions. slacked&amp;amp;stoned more&amp;amp;finally went supper then home. ** was superrrr.. 2faced last night. its annoying. i hate it. anyways. then tdy went for the ministry appreciation day thingo. im glad i went. it was so damn funny! the food wasn't that nice but ohwells. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i kept meeting *(ripping of debbie but it's not her mr*!) somehow. everywhere i went, * was there. coincidence?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; then finally went home. we got 20$ swensons voucher. 1 per person. which means altgt my family has 60$ voucherr. lardeedarr. we have to go swensons soon lerh. hahah. then went punggol plaza, walkwalk, go home. ANTM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-1819911903218471464?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1819911903218471464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=1819911903218471464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1819911903218471464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1819911903218471464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-hungry-laughter-is-best.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-3781946289525093999</id><published>2007-10-10T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:03:18.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The fairy tale life wasn't for me&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna be like Cinderella Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zomg zomg zomg! finally! IT'S OVARHH!!!! YAYYYYYYY!!! but it was super slack during chinese lah. talktalktalk only. no studying. hehe. then me;mich;tiff;bel&amp;amp;bello went to orchard. first to cine. bought tickets for balls of fury(cos i wanted to watch according to bello)(: hehehe. then we went to bk to eat. lalalaa. bel is my mum;mich is my ahma;bello is my ahkong;tiff is my auntie/kid sis;elan is either my daddy or uncle. hehehehe. nice family orh(:  then went to take 2sets of neos(: clones&amp;amp;sth else. heh. then went to buy popcorn&amp;amp;we were abit late for the movie. hahah. it was uberrrrrr farnehh&amp;amp;miss anna belle tang seng wen has changed from megan fox to maggie q. but maggie q is HAWT. &lt;s&gt;unlike megan fox&lt;/s&gt; hehe. we sounded like lesbos man. going "ohman. maggie q is hawt.""megan fox hot too""maggie q hotter" hehe. then went to walkwalk arnd. and saw ALOT of mg people. yay cine. hehe. then went to NUM. yay NUM! i want the "I love Jesus and Rock&amp;amp;Roll" tee&amp;amp;the "Little Miss Pms" tee(: then went to paragon toys R us for bel&amp;amp;bello. bel's spongebob. heh. then went to fareast. went to Stitch to buy bel&amp;amp;tiff's "daddy's lil expensive girl" tee &amp;amp;my contacts dropped out. it hurt cos i looked at bello. &amp;amp;came out. it was half shrivelled&amp;amp;dried when we found a proper contacts shop&amp;amp;they lent my saline. then went down to the basement&amp;amp;bought bello;mich&amp;amp;tiff's laffytaffy shirt&amp;amp;then went to purpur cos bel wanted a littlemiss tee. but they were 25$ so she didn't buy but instead went to the fake ones&amp;amp;bought one. hehe. then went homee. cleaned up my room more;watched teevee&amp;amp;slept. might go visit my grand'rents tdy. long time nvr go lerh. heh. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XOXO&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/5532191945592229362-3781946289525093999?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3781946289525093999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=3781946289525093999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3781946289525093999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3781946289525093999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/fairy-tale-life-wasnt-for-me-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6037025724258076812</id><published>2007-10-08T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:27:10.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;¡feliz tan estupendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;es el estiramiento final, el papel pasado, yo tiene que hacer bien. apenas tengo que&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yayyyyyyy. tdy was lit. it was better than what i expected. minus poetry. effing hard larhhs. the poem title was "striking old man" or sth liddat. but turns out the poem was about a frigging grandfather clock! *faints. omg. i put "i feel sympathetic for the grandfather". wth! it's a clock! *diessssss. ohkaye poetry is failed. everyone wrote super long for MOV lah. i wrote real short compared to them. :/ ystd was math. let's not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;ohkaye math was like sht. i can fail. *dies. i hope there's moderation AGAIN! maybe then i can pass. please God pleaseeeeeee *hopefull look* i pray pray pray that i can pass. looking from this,&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i can get into trip sci. so darn! but i wna be those.. HSA/dna fingerprinting people. nothing to do with dead bodies. hahaha. yeass. ohkaye yea. ystd after math went to btp to eat. zomg. elan's damn funny in rain lah! hahaha. she think's she'll get struck by lightning. zzzzzzzz. haha. ate at kfc. the hot devil drumlets are sooooper nice! haha. then took a cab to tiff's house. hurr. i found 0.70$ in the cabb. free cashhh. heh. then did MOV til like 7 then i left. hahahaha. yeahh.. larrlarrlarrr. going out tmr. thur's go granparent's house. fri, tiff,annie etc might come over+youth. monday going skinnies shopping with kauuu. yayyyy(: char=happy(: after all the emoness. hahaha. lawl. ohkaye im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6037025724258076812?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6037025724258076812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6037025724258076812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6037025724258076812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6037025724258076812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/feliz-tan-estupendo-es-el-estiramiento.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-4388121318439274139</id><published>2007-10-07T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T05:10:01.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE BLOGGER&lt;br /&gt;I TYPED AN EFFING LONG POST&amp;amp;BLOGGER DELETED IT&lt;br /&gt;WTH&lt;br /&gt;I WNA GO BACK TO XANGA&lt;br /&gt;BUT THERES NO NICE SKINS&lt;br /&gt;PFFFFT&lt;br /&gt;IN POINT FORM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fri: screwed up sciences papers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      went to church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      leonard nearly destroyed my contacts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      emo-ed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      cryed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sat: eat, bought spongebob stuff, studied&amp;amp;antm-ed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sun: church, ekids, eat, more spongebob, studied, antm-ed, died&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DIE BLOGGER DIE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-4388121318439274139?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4388121318439274139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=4388121318439274139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4388121318439274139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4388121318439274139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-blogger-i-typed-effing-long-post.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6331733818395765773</id><published>2007-10-04T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T02:15:41.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A girl can dream&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may never get to hold you, so tight. I may never get to kiss you, goodnight. I may never get to look deep in your eyes, Or so it seems. I always will be wishing you were mine, And think about what could be, all the time. All the happiness that I can find. Baby, a girl can dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hola(: lalalala. omg. i'm SO screwed for history. effff! section A was ohkaye. 25marks. source-based was crapped. i didn't finish the 8mark ques! fckkkk!! essay questions were the worst. i forgot how to write&amp;amp;i anyhow wrote&amp;amp;i forgot the hypothesis format&amp;amp;i din learn 1 entire question on the stupid governence on sgp. wthhhhh!!!! ergh! 50marks goneeeeee. wahhhhh! im gna dieee! luckily im aiming for trip sci&amp;amp;not double sci. cos they don't really look at your humanities marks. so im definately taking geog next yr&amp;amp;completely dropping history. erhh. but im really interested in history. argh. so crapped. yeah. then after paper(s), was gna go to KAP but kau didn't go, so i didn't either. tiff hadda SUFFER with trish for one whole afternoon. hahahaha. [&lt;strong&gt;TIFF&lt;/strong&gt;]: &lt;em&gt;i feel your pain&lt;/em&gt;. heh. ohgosh. now my bro is sick. bleh. he puked in his school bus. so didn't carry him up. poor guy. ohwells. science tmr! I MUST GET A1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6331733818395765773?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6331733818395765773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6331733818395765773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6331733818395765773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6331733818395765773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/girl-can-dream-i-may-never-get-to-hold.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-5860868932016524317</id><published>2007-10-03T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T04:01:45.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Si era el que esta' de su vida&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si era el quién era cariñoso usted, bebé. Los únicos rasgones que usted gritaría serían rasgones de la alegría. Y si estuviera al lado de su lado, usted nunca sabría una noche sola y si fuera mis brazos que usted funcionaba a, le daría amor en estos brazos el míos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yays. ¡tengo gusto hoy! los exámenes menos del examen heh. son gruesos. ¡probé el diccionario chino después como un rato largo largo y la cosa estúpida tuvo que funcionar de annie de la batería funcionó de la batería también Haha que ella estaba loca! ¡ella guardó el reír durante examen hasta laoshi deseó considerarlo hahaha. de engaño entonces después que fue a los tiffy contiene su nuevo sitio debe ser Haha rosada, estorbada que es seriamente tan llano pero todavía le amo tiff! ¡comimos mee del maggi, abit mirado de la película épica entonces fuimos a mirar a muchacha del chisme finalmente, finalmente! fuimos a estudiar historia. ¡era diversión! manejé realmente estudiar porque no puedo estudiar generalmente con un amigo. ¡CCOMPINCHE DEL ESTUDIO! ¡amo ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ENGLISH(:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If I was the one in your life&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I was the one who was loving you, baby. The only tears you'd cry would be tears of joy. And if I was by your side, You'd never know one lonely night And if it was my arms you were running to, i'd give you love in these arms of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yays. i like today! minus exam. heh. exams are gross. i tried out the chinese dictionary after like a long long time and the stupid thing had to run out of battery. annie's ran out of battery too. haha. she was crazy! she kept laughing during exam until laoshi wanted to consider it cheating. hahaha. then after that went to tiffy's house. her new room should be pink, more cluttered. haha. seriously. it's so plain. but i still love you tiff! we ate maggi mee, watched abit of epic movie then went to watch gossip girl. finally, finally! we went to study history. it was fun! i actually managed to study because i usually can't study with a friend. STUDY BUDDY! i love ya! &lt;3 haha. yes more history now.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-5860868932016524317?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5860868932016524317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=5860868932016524317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5860868932016524317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5860868932016524317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/si-era-el-que-esta-de-su-vida-si-era-el.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-7083134365125706609</id><published>2007-10-02T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T01:13:53.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Usted me tiene que el goin ' loco desea ser su bebé&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sé lo que no puede tomar hacerme a mis ojos de usted que usted me tiene el goin ' loco él es justo la manera usted es moviéndose yo realmente desea que usted sabía, qué usted lo hace yo no puede tomar mis ojos de usted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello(: Haha. pienso que el español es atractivo. amo inglés de hahaha. sí muy bien de todos modos y el examen españoles de la geografía hoy. mi gosh. inglés del oh era abit aceptable difícil por una cierta razón y la geografía era apenas difícil como lo que el infierno. puedo morirme no acabé la geografía solamente una oración pero esa una oración resume mi respuesta entera. ¡es lah. absolutamente estúpido después iba el tramposo casero del annie de ohkaye. mis sensaciones pero quién cuida el tommorrow espere quizá que la escuela esté agujereando tan TAN! ¡iré taza más adiós! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pienso que el español es caliente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ENGLISH!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello(: haha. i think spanish is sexy. i love spanish. hahaha. yeah ok. anyways. english and geography exam today. oh my gosh. english was ok. abit difficult for some reason and geography was just difficult. like what the hell. i can die. i did not finish geography. only one sentence but that one sentence sums up my entire answer. it is quite stupid lah. then went home. ohkaye. annie cheat my feelings but who cares. tommorrow maybe. hope so. school is SO boring! i'll go mug more. bye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;i think spanish is hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(i hadda make it proper english so i know how to translate(:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-7083134365125706609?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7083134365125706609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=7083134365125706609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/7083134365125706609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/7083134365125706609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/usted-me-tiene-que-el-goin-loco-desea.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6922614687696682909</id><published>2007-10-01T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T04:13:01.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANNIE IS COMING TO SCHOOL TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAYYYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You BigDaddy for answering prayers&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6922614687696682909?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6922614687696682909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6922614687696682909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6922614687696682909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6922614687696682909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/annie-is-coming-to-school-tmr-yayyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-3416769431469124255</id><published>2007-10-01T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T04:02:45.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The way you make me feel&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Never Felt So In Love Before Promise Baby, You'll Love Me Forevermore I Swear I'm Keepin' You Satisfied 'Cause You're The One For Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The lyrics are NOT how im feeling :D I just like that song(: It's so nice to dance to(: &amp;amp;so is Canned Heat by Jamaroquai(: lalalala. Tdy was rather crappy cos there were no proper lessons. I brought my pointes to let tiff see&amp;amp;now im rather motivated the dance(: Heh. Yeah. So &lt;em&gt;history became math, free period was spent playing with my pointes, langarts was boring shizz, recess was fun, chinese was singsong time(i failed ca4 :/), music became exam breifing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We finally took the chance to "iron things out" with nmr. Like wth. She had an excuse for everything we brought up. Gee. Figures. She was scolding the family(minus annie D:) for laughing during assembly. According to her, it was for our own good incase Ms Kon called us up. Wtp. Im sure. Then I took the chance&amp;amp;said that we feel she's biased&amp;amp;sarcastic etc. She was "talking" into Mrs Chong's period&amp;amp;she came up during recess. Bel,Mich,Tiff&amp;amp;I saw her walking up&amp;amp;ran away ASAP. Hahaha. But Sharn said that she was looking for me :/ She came up during music and talked more(wasting our time). Blah. Things with her are so effed, there's almost no solution. Plus we found out tdy that she may be reading blogs. To hell man. I shall let my feelings out here(vulgarities or no vulgarities)&amp;amp;she can't do anything about it. Loves to Kau, Isabel, Trish(no matter how much rubbish crap you said :D), Tiff&amp;amp;Mich. ILYannie&amp;amp;elan too(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha. Yeah. Geog is a bore. I can sleep. Annie has a mild case of dengue. So she'll be back in school on Thurs. She may or may not take the Geog, Chinese Compo(s)&amp;amp;English compo&amp;amp;letter writing. Lucky Freak!! Haha. Yeahh. Boring or not, I have to read&amp;amp;memorise Geog. Damnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-3416769431469124255?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3416769431469124255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=3416769431469124255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3416769431469124255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3416769431469124255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/10/way-you-make-me-feel-i-never-felt-so-in.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-1687936004642411368</id><published>2007-09-28T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:53:11.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Words screaming in my head&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You change your clothes and your hair But I can't change your mind Oh, I'm uninvited So unrequited now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalas. sch was fine-ish ystdd. bello wasn't in school again! &lt;b&gt;GET WELL SOON! SCHOOL'S BORING WITHOUT YOU! &amp;amp;DON'T YOU DARE DIE!&lt;/b&gt; (: yupp. geog was fine. finished up the sillybus[sp?](finally). then math. heh. i din listen again. i know i shd but somehow i can't. then home ec. the family became maids for the day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elan&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;yati&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;siti&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiff&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;mariahhhhhh&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mich&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;fatimah&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bel&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;nurahh&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! spastarded!(: ohkaye i say spastard alot now(: yesyes. random(: then we got &lt;em&gt;biscuits&amp;amp;sparkly ribena&lt;/em&gt;(&lt;u&gt;ribena&amp;amp;7up&lt;/u&gt;). one tin of biscuits tasted ohkaye. norm. nice. but the other tin gave the after effect of puke taste. eeek. then played random games&amp;amp;truthordare. haha. my dare was so spas. i hadda go to the bookshop&amp;amp;say to the lady "&lt;i&gt;auntie, you very pretty&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;amp;i hadda say it in chinese :O &amp;amp;the lady was indonesian. hahahahahaha. she called us crazy after that. heh. maybe we are! then went up to class to slack&amp;amp;do work. then langarts. urgh. not talking about it!. then had chinese. gawdddddddd. i failed the chinese test sooper badly! 11/38 words right. wows. ohkaye. fine. i shd have studied. xP then had gel. bleh. got back my lit test marks. 16/25 not bad lah. but could be better. stupid nmr was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;alyssa got the highest in class. im very amazed&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf! eh. can lorh. (&lt;b&gt;YES KAU. I AM DEFENDING YOU&lt;/b&gt;) hell rude lah. stupid nmr. then got children's day present. yes. we get presents but not the day off. blah. on the brighter side, then whole family got the nicenice angel keychain(: it was meant to say "&lt;i&gt;continue being an angel&lt;/i&gt;". those with leafs meant "&lt;i&gt;turn over a new leaf&lt;/i&gt;" quite mean lah. commentato got leaf. &amp;amp;i agree with that statement for that matter. humphh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to annie's nicenice hse. amazingly, we remembered the way(: &amp;amp;michy came along as a huge surprise. &gt;.&lt; macs first thos. bello looks fine. but her forehead was hottttt! ): gave her the get well soon kit. hope she likes it! it has &lt;b&gt;2mags&lt;/b&gt;(i lent her one), &lt;strong&gt;extra sweets, letters, homework&amp;amp;stuffs&lt;/strong&gt;. yeahh. ooh i love her doggggg(: russell is the cutest! (&lt;u&gt;PUMPKIN IS CUTE TOO TIFF&lt;/u&gt;(:) but &lt;s&gt;russell has the hugest balls&lt;/s&gt; xP then watched spongebob&amp;amp;left at 4.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mommy at arnd 5.30 to top up my ezlink card; then went to her office for awhile. then went to meet jillyn at dhobygaut mrt@ arnd 6.30-ish. &amp;amp;went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;radi8 was really good last night. during worship, i really felt God talking to me. &amp;amp;i prayed&amp;amp;prayed&amp;amp;prayed for bello. cos her blood platelet count is still dropping. :O &amp;amp;not to get any hopes up but i heard God say "she's gonna be fine". yay. then after the service, i asked amy to pray for bello&amp;amp;after that, i felt soooooo relieved. like it was a burden on me was lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper-ed&amp;amp;talked&amp;amp;went home.. lalala. i shd be studying now(: but i shall do pics first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rv3kTXQ5-uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HeyGDNRZfZ0/s1600-h/Photo37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115495773076323042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rv3kTXQ5-uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HeyGDNRZfZ0/s200/Photo37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rv3kTnQ5-vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yCD1mdcYDPE/s1600-h/Photo39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115495777371290354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rv3kTnQ5-vI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yCD1mdcYDPE/s200/Photo39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-1687936004642411368?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rv3fmXQ5-XI/AAAAAAAAACE/xn7Is2w_j5Y/s72-c/image+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-2092628058641365764</id><published>2007-09-27T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T02:18:36.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the cost of my misery is at an all time high&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm learning to fall I can't hardly breath When I'm going down Don't worry 'bout me Don't try this at home You said you don't see I don't want to know that you know It should have been me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;arghhhh. i &lt;b&gt;HATEHATEHATE&lt;/b&gt; nmr. grrrrr. yah ohkaye. so reached school, bello din come again tdy. boring/peaceful day again.. had comp. saddest part. annie wasn't here so we couldn't take a proper family pic): ohwells. we'll just.. do sth(: yupp. took loadsa pics&amp;amp;studied abit. a &lt;i&gt;lil lil bit&lt;/i&gt; (: then went up for &lt;s&gt;langarts&lt;/s&gt; oh mann. ms ng, if you read this, PLEASE COME BACK! even for a day or 2 would be fine. din hand up the stupid worksheet cos i din get it&amp;amp;nmr din gimme back my lit test. wtf luh. &lt;s&gt;effing bugger&lt;/s&gt; i totally showed her how pissed i can be. i got sooooo pissed off that i rolled my eyes&amp;amp;stomped off. urgh. wtf luhh. queued for stingray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i think i misread what you said. or maybe it just came out wrong. idk. but things have been kinda.. bad. you only talk to me when you get highhigh marks&amp;amp;wna compare. but when i randomly say hi or whatever, you just go like. oh wahtever. URGH!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. then ate, math-ed. ohkaye math was.. spas. i took a piece of sci pad&amp;amp;scribbled down a draft of a letter of complaint against nmr. HAH. we're gna do a petition&amp;amp;get 2o to do one too. then we're gna give'em to miss kon. yes we will(: haha. &amp;amp;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE BEING MATH REP&lt;/u&gt;! i mean, even tho i hafta do loadsa stuffs for miss tang, she's really nice&amp;amp;i get to see the math marks firsttttt(: yes! i got a1 again. but pffffft. sucha effing low a1): ohwells. then bio-ed. hahahahahahah. soooooo farny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY PENIS ENLARGEMENT DAY TIFF!&lt;/span style="85%;"&gt;"&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lawl. yupp. then had physics. ohgosh. to get trip sci, the tchers look at your sciences, math&amp;amp;eng. zomgzomgzomg. i hope i get! ): plus if i don't get i'll get grounded so i hafta gett.. yeahhh. quite funnish lahh. then went to get MOV paper back frm nmr. &lt;u&gt;WTF I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE TALKED TO ME ABT MY ATTITUDE&lt;/u&gt;. irhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i've sensed a bad vibe coming frm you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"your attitude has changed"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"all i can pinpoint is that note accident"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do you still have any grudges you want to iron out"&lt;/em&gt; (nah. we'll just get her fired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irhhhhhhhhh. KAU, THE PETITION THING IS SO ON. grahh. im gna die man. ohwells. only 2 more days(: ohya! i hafta study! hahahaahha&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-2092628058641365764?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2092628058641365764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=2092628058641365764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/2092628058641365764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/2092628058641365764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/cost-of-my-misery-is-at-all-time-high.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-7240476600332221751</id><published>2007-09-26T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T03:52:06.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't it feel like something's not right in his kiss tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I'm saying is do you, do you want to lose it all? 'Cause this is more than just a dance hall drug You can't wait to fall in love All I'm saying is do you, do you want to learn to fly? Then you should pack it up and say goodbye 'Cause when the push comes to the shove, it's just a dance hall drug-&lt;strong&gt;BoysLikeGirls&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;u&gt;DanceHallDrug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMGOMGOMG! EOYS ARE IN 5DAYS! EEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! &lt;/b&gt;zomgzomgzomg. so effing freekayee. ): yarh. ohkaye anyhoos. i shd be on hiatus like &lt;u&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/u&gt;, studying. &lt;s&gt;unfortunately&lt;/s&gt;, im talking to 3/4 the family now(: funnnnn(: yup ohkaye so tdy.. err chinese had the stoopid si han test.. i think i failed): &lt;b&gt;I HATE CHINESE&lt;/b&gt;. boooooo. yupyups. then had math.. errr ohkaye luhh. couldn't rlly pay attention, was talking to the fam(: well all except "princess" bobo. heh. sickk. ohwells. then had pe. wows. i hit i dno how many strikes&amp;amp;hit quite a few(: yayy. but it's our last pe of the year): yea. saddy. awwww.. ms su's gna miss us(: how nice. hahahahah. &lt;i&gt;2S THE LOVABLE&lt;3&lt;/i&gt; hahaha. then had recess. then had lang arts. blah.. hate nmr. she's so.. URGH! she kept picking on the fam tdy. urgh. then had art. we were supposed to study but i ended up reading magazines with mrs chan borrowing 2&amp;amp;the rest were gossiping &lt;s&gt;as usual&lt;/s&gt;(: haha. then walked dwn&amp;amp;yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE ELAN&lt;/b&gt;(((((((: (&lt;em&gt;YES ELAN, ILU&lt;/em&gt; :D)she gave me a metal pencil box(: YES. feeenally! hahaha. now every member of the fam has a metal pencil box! mine's black with colored horseys((((: hahaha. but i still want the monster one(: hahahah. yupppp. i shd study, but im talking to half of our fam(: &amp;amp;we made up a family tree where i was supposed to be a widow with 7cats. AHEM! hahahaha. so i changed it to high-flying single woman(: with a great career status. lawl. &amp;amp;tiffy&amp;amp;bello are the grandparents. so it kinda looks like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rvo4lYuuC-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/m0xv-frq5PE/s1600-h/FAMILY!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114462541777341410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rvo4lYuuC-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/m0xv-frq5PE/s400/FAMILY!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like shit quality cos of paint. stupid paint. haha. yea. ohwells. gotta go "study" now(:&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-7240476600332221751?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7240476600332221751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=7240476600332221751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/7240476600332221751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/7240476600332221751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-it-feel-like-somethings-not-right.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rvo4lYuuC-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/m0xv-frq5PE/s72-c/FAMILY!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-2227022163922729881</id><published>2007-09-23T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T04:01:54.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;primary school cheeeeeeenah&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvZq8ouuC9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/05ZB3BGcyfw/s1600-h/GUESSWHO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113392016883846098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvZq8ouuC9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/05ZB3BGcyfw/s400/GUESSWHO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i love you, you love me, we are happy family, with a great big hug&amp;amp;a kiss frm me to you&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahhh. zomgzomgzomg.. MY FINAL DANCE PERF IS OVERH FOR THE YEAR!! wths. while it's sad cos i'll miss all the fun&amp;amp;all during TheNextWave, i cut my hair tdy! but i look like some.. primaryschool cheeenah. bleh. ohwells. i think i really have a phsycological prob. when i see ______, i instantly get a migraine &amp;amp;when she's gone, POOF! byebye migraine(: nhahahahaha. yahh. then we heard rumors about her being pregnant&amp;amp;confirmed it when we heard her talking with mrsthurai abt pregnancy. oooooh. yarhh. then had our last perf yest. fun(((: then tdy went to church, then went to eat.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ehh. on the umbrella lehh" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA. haiyohs crescent girl say that. ahahahahahaha. yea. then went back to church.. slacked for like an hour to talktalk, then left to go cut my hair. the 'rents got there first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-.- so spas cans. we left first. boo. then cut my hair. i look ohkaye now.. abit cheenah. grah. &amp;amp;it makes my face look fat. bleh. then went to jonathan's hse tan.. then took pics&amp;amp;went back home.. then tdy.. alallallalalaallaala. everyone was like.. "omg you cut bangs! so cute(:" urgh. nono! my face looks fat. bleh. yups. 11DAYS KAU! hahahah yupsyups. nth much(: i know what to get for annie's prezz(: love me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-2227022163922729881?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2227022163922729881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=2227022163922729881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/2227022163922729881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/2227022163922729881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/primary-school-cheeeeeeenah-o-i-love.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvZq8ouuC9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/05ZB3BGcyfw/s72-c/GUESSWHO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6590175585492669992</id><published>2007-09-21T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:16:47.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvSunouuC8I/AAAAAAAAABs/eufq888O1sc/s1600-h/z98298698.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112903472943860674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvSunouuC8I/AAAAAAAAABs/eufq888O1sc/s400/z98298698.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tried to read between the lines I tried to look in your eyes I want a simple explanation; what Im feeling inside I gotta find a way out Maybe theres a way out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zomgzomgzomg. im so effing shagged): art exam was errrr. artsy? idk luhhh... home ec was soo.. gross&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smiley2.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; actually everything went pretty well. my tomyam soup tasted tomyam. but then it wasn't seafood&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smiley5.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;haha. it became &lt;u&gt;fish&lt;/u&gt;. BECAUSE.. the octopus had black ink all over it(&amp;amp;it stank). the prawns grossed me out&amp;amp;the squid. YUCKS. i was cutting it halfway&amp;amp;the black ink started &lt;i&gt;oozing&lt;/i&gt; out til there was a whole pool of it. bleh! i threw it away&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smile.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; hahaha. yep then lit test was cancelled&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smile.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; whooooo! nmr was toooooo enthu o.o then had art exam. wth. the 2pics that i predicted would come out &lt;b&gt;DID&lt;/b&gt; come out. but when i went into the art room, i blanked out&amp;amp;couldn't rmber any-&lt;s&gt;effing&lt;/s&gt;-thing. bleh. then jer bought food for the us(sec2s) heh. cos we weren't allowed to come into contact with any sec2s at all. pfft. which means we were only allowed to get our phones back at &lt;b&gt;4pm&lt;/b&gt;. cos art ended at 4. grah. then reached ucc, did bun,changed into costume&amp;amp;did &lt;u&gt;foundation,eyeliner&amp;amp;rouge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smiley1.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;. haha. then went for briefing, then did &lt;u&gt;eyeshadow&lt;/u&gt; then went to the vending machine(&lt;b&gt;OH JOY&lt;/b&gt;). HAHAHA. i hafta bring more coins man. then went back to the dressing room, math "tuition". hahah. &lt;i&gt;I&lt;3mymath"tutor"!&lt;/i&gt;! hahahaha candicetan! haha. nv knew her math was that good. then hadda go backstage. wths. effing cold cans! ahaha. but i've been there thrice-times so i shd know. blame me for not bringing a jacket. then practised, 2hour break, dinner, slacked, went up to watch, then &lt;b&gt;RAN&lt;/b&gt; back to dressingroom the get ready&amp;amp;went up to perf. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY ATTITUDETURN WORKED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;((((: hahaha. yayyyyyy. then curtaincall&amp;amp;went back home.. larrlarrlarrrr. soo shagged. grahh. i gotta buy snacks&amp;amp;bring extra coins! oh gwd, i have a stomachache. pooooooof!!!! perf again tonight!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6590175585492669992?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6590175585492669992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6590175585492669992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6590175585492669992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6590175585492669992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/your-voice-was-soundtrack-of-my-summer.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvSunouuC8I/AAAAAAAAABs/eufq888O1sc/s72-c/z98298698.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-4223702289276089851</id><published>2007-09-19T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:56:13.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so in love with you&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvDuFXMDxBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Dq1o4MctPXo/s1600-h/091807_gwengavinkingparis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111847352956863506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvDuFXMDxBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Dq1o4MctPXo/s400/091807_gwengavinkingparis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am a flower quickly fading Here today and gone tomorrow A wave tossed in the ocean A vapor in the wind Still You hear me when I'm calling Lord, You catch me when I'm falling And You've told me who I am, I am Yours, I am Yours.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. tdy, char is &lt;span style="color:#f7c7df;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahah. yes(: i found out how to highlight words on blogger. yay me&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;. yes! smilies toooo&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;. hahaha. hmm. tdy was fun cos nmr was there. so we had &lt;s&gt;chinese&lt;/s&gt; which i spent copying geog notes&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;. then had &lt;s&gt;math&lt;/s&gt;. we did a graphs ws&amp;amp;i managed to do the questions! yay! then &lt;s&gt;pe&lt;/s&gt;. we did rounders&amp;amp;&lt;b&gt;OWNED&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#f7c7df;"&gt;sharn's grp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;. yay! hahah. yuppps. i managed to hit the ball&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;! mysecret? when sharn threw the ball, i saw nmr's &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;oily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt; face there(: hahahah! then everyone else did&amp;amp;we scored 16runs with &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt; outs! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; then went recess. but i din finish my food&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/sad.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; yep. then had &lt;s&gt;langarts&lt;/s&gt; which was wonderful cos &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; wasn't here&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/happy.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; yep then &lt;s&gt;art&lt;/s&gt;. we pretty much slacked during art cos we finished&amp;amp;started telling weirdy ques&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt; how fun(: then went homee. ohkaye &lt;span style="color:#f7c7df;"&gt;tiff&lt;/span&gt;! i shall do home ec&amp;amp;study now!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-4223702289276089851?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4223702289276089851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=4223702289276089851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4223702289276089851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4223702289276089851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-in-love-with-you3-i-am-flower.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RvDuFXMDxBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Dq1o4MctPXo/s72-c/091807_gwengavinkingparis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-3925530322287309826</id><published>2007-09-18T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:38:28.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;does anybody hear her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru-DSd8JskI/AAAAAAAAABc/MiCOlVyn0XI/s1600-h/091707_parisnewguy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111448455386608194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru-DSd8JskI/AAAAAAAAABc/MiCOlVyn0XI/s400/091707_parisnewguy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?Or does anybody even knows she's going down todayUnder the shadow of our steepleWith all the lost and lonely peopleSearching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;CastingCrowns&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;u&gt;DoesAnybodyHearHer?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zomg. i got &lt;i&gt;castingcrowns&lt;/i&gt; songs in my head! haha. yuh ohkaye. anyways.... tdy.. ermm.. chinese was fine, physics was upsetting. well a lil. cos all my &lt;s&gt;smartass&lt;/s&gt; friends all got like 25&amp;amp;above for physics test&amp;amp;i got an &lt;s&gt;effing&lt;/s&gt; 22. booo. yarhh. then had bio 2periods. so we spent 1 period &lt;i&gt;studying&lt;/i&gt; for bio test&amp;amp;the next period doing the bio test. then had history. history was funner with mrseow arnd. yarh. but mrscheng tells stories&amp;amp;i understood them(: yarh. then recess. SMS! again. but then again. tiff bought food. tsktsk! haha. yeah then had math. we got a new paper to do. ): the work is piling up man. ohwells. 4more weeks(including 2weeks of EOYs)! &amp;amp;then it's &lt;u&gt;OVER&lt;/u&gt;! &amp;amp;me&amp;amp;kau can go buy our skinnies tgt(: haha. yea then had langarts. zomgzomgzomg! &lt;b&gt;7DAYS&lt;/b&gt;! hahahahaha. mmhmms. then went home.. oli treated me to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-an almond snickers bar&lt;br /&gt;-a chicken fuelitte(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;-coke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay oli! hahaha. yeah.. arghhh. mugmugmugmugmugmug&lt;u&gt;mugadeemug&lt;/u&gt;! ohkaye.. i shall start... &lt;b&gt;NOW&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*photo creds=&lt;a href="http://pinkisthenewblog.com"&gt;PINKISTHENEWBLOG!&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/5532191945592229362-3925530322287309826?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3925530322287309826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=3925530322287309826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3925530322287309826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/3925530322287309826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/does-anybody-hear-her-does-anybody-hear.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru-DSd8JskI/AAAAAAAAABc/MiCOlVyn0XI/s72-c/091707_parisnewguy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-4230765380826331056</id><published>2007-09-17T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T01:39:34.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;who am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru47pt8JsjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ySZI6x52Eec/s1600-h/littlemisstrouble.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111088215004656178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru47pt8JsjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ySZI6x52Eec/s400/littlemisstrouble.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me i`m amazinq and whyy. tickle me even if i say stop, youu know i love it. hold my hand. tell me i`m beautiful. tell me i`m the most amazing qirl youu know. tell me stupid jokes, whatever it takes to make me laugh. let me wear your clothes. do thinqs that make me smiles. when i start yellinq at youu, kiss me. kiss my forehead. kiss me in the rain. let me fall asleep in your arms. push me on swings and give me piqqy back rides. call me. stay up with me all niqht on the phone. leave me unexpected notes sayinq how much i mean to youu, and then we pinky promise that we`ll be toqether forever, &amp;amp; i`m holding youu to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hola! arghhh. zomgzomgzomg! &lt;b&gt;6DAYS! 6EFFINGDAYS!&lt;/b&gt; yes. ohkaye. chapel was ohkaye.. prefects lead worship. some guy who kept saying &lt;u&gt;uncle bab(?)&lt;/u&gt; was speaking&amp;amp;i still do not know his name. haha. yeps. then history was ohkaye. funnish. then freeperiod(: then langarts(&lt;s&gt;zomg. i can't believe i smiled at her. it was uncontrollable. 6DAYS!&lt;/s&gt;). then geography. we started a new chapterrrrrrr. &lt;i&gt;pollution&lt;/i&gt;. hmm. then hadd recess. SMS ate tgt again(: heh. i had my eggggg sandwich&amp;amp;90calorie quaker bar&amp;amp;for &lt;b&gt;ONCE&lt;/b&gt; i had a proper container(: then went up for chinese. me&amp;amp;kau went &lt;i&gt;skinny-high&lt;/i&gt; during chinese. im buying her &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;skinnies&amp;amp;she's buying me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;(:  then had music. wows. me&amp;amp;elan &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; did our music test. not as bad luhh. our piece was quite nice(i anyhow-d it(:) but she made us change our last note to an &lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;. it's supposed to be &lt;u&gt;f&lt;/u&gt;! hahahah. we got a2 i think. go us! then went home...... argh. i hafta study!!!!!! zomg!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-4230765380826331056?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4230765380826331056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=4230765380826331056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4230765380826331056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4230765380826331056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-am-i-tell-me-im-amazinq-and-whyy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru47pt8JsjI/AAAAAAAAABU/ySZI6x52Eec/s72-c/littlemisstrouble.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-7964051678017089434</id><published>2007-09-16T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:44:09.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the rainbows in the sky&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru0HF98JsiI/AAAAAAAAABM/7R9HmWUqIeU/s1600-h/silhouette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110748951242977826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru0HF98JsiI/AAAAAAAAABM/7R9HmWUqIeU/s400/silhouette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be the girl who changed everything ;that girl that made a difference ;that girl who gave everyone a story to tell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hola! ohkayeees. im soooooooo sorry to the people who expected krispykremes tdy! ily guys but honestly.. i forgot to bring! heh. sorry! yeah. anyways. i woke up 10mins earlier than the alarm clock. so i slept&amp;amp;woke up &lt;u&gt;ONE effing HOUR LATER!&lt;/u&gt;. bleh! so i rushed&amp;amp;reached church abt.... 15mins late. poof. then svc was &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; heh. yeps. then went to eKids. btchzd still bugging the hell outa me. &lt;i&gt;if it's not you, why are you so defensive?&lt;s&gt; do you think i had alot to defend against last yr?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. yep. then "&lt;b&gt;helped&lt;/b&gt;" michelle for story. &lt;s&gt;but failed miserably&lt;/s&gt; hahahahaa. i was laughing the whole time. booo. hahaha. then ermm. &lt;u&gt;NO GAMES!&lt;/u&gt; whoooo. but mommy bought the juice for no reason:) oops. hahaha. then went to eat at nainai's hse &lt;s&gt;again&lt;/s&gt;. blahblah. then went to punggol plaza open field to see the &lt;i&gt;exhibition&lt;/i&gt;. soooooper boring cans. then went punggol plaza. ooh. &lt;b&gt;MORE SPONGEBOB STUFF!&lt;/b&gt; hahaha. yepps. din go tan cos got no sun): ohwells. nxt week(: after 8am svc&amp;amp;cut hair. then i shall go tan&amp;amp;maybe belly coming tooooo(: yayyy! &lt;u&gt;CHAR IS HAPPY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;s&gt;minus EOYS&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-7964051678017089434?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7964051678017089434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=7964051678017089434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/7964051678017089434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/7964051678017089434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/rainbows-in-sky3-i-want-to-be-girl-who.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Ru0HF98JsiI/AAAAAAAAABM/7R9HmWUqIeU/s72-c/silhouette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-4513735255977516193</id><published>2007-09-15T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:07:01.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KRISPYKREME!!!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuvRW98JshI/AAAAAAAAABE/SrBjpDzcpEc/s1600-h/z96254611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110408394696143378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuvRW98JshI/AAAAAAAAABE/SrBjpDzcpEc/s400/z96254611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the only one who made me like i'm on the top of the world, but why must you make me fall?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zomgzomgzomg!!! &lt;b&gt;I GOT MY KRISPYKREMES(&amp;amp;j.co doughnuts)TODAY!!!!&lt;/b&gt; yumzooo!! ohkayes anyways.. ystd was fine.. found out sth else abt the btch. grah. forget it la. she's not worth my time. yup. then went home.. ate,bathed,picked bro up then wenta meet jillyn. hmms. i saw a &lt;u&gt;HOT&lt;/u&gt; guy with stick-like legs in white skinnies. &lt;i&gt;AHHH. HOT!&lt;/i&gt; i shall get 2skinnies &lt;u&gt;after EOYs&lt;/u&gt;(: yupps. then took mrt to church. zomg. jillyn's so spastic! she's like.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OMG! where are we??!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*stands up and asks the japanese sounding guy*&lt;br /&gt;"err. 'scuse mee. which stop is this?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guy: "bugis"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she immediately sits down like.. piak!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;everyone laughs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe. thanks ah. for the entertainment. (: then went to church.. i got free lollipop frm her. yayss. then went to 7-11. retarded us forgot to take the plastic off the hotdog box when we microwaved it. it came out looking like sht. heh. then went to church. talktalked for awhile. then svc started. it was really nice&amp;amp;meaningful(: then i made &lt;b&gt;janice&lt;/b&gt; my official church bodyguard. heh. she's so nice to sit with me in the lift to go frm &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;lvl 4 to lvl 3,2,1,b1,b2,b1,1,2,3,4&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ahahah. boredom. then went to talktalk more.. then went to eat supperr. murtabak-ed. whoas. bloated siasssss... (i.o.jillyn:4$[&amp;amp;tiffy too]) hehe. zomg. why am i o-ing pple 4$. grah! ohkayes then went home&amp;amp;slept. then tdy. woke up late. so the 'rents&amp;amp;bro&amp;amp;maid went to eat breakfast leaving me all alone at home to deal with hunger. so i made my own maggimee(wows!)&amp;amp;bathe-d&amp;amp;changed&amp;amp;went for mommy's frens bdae thingo. yumzoh the meesiam was good! the &lt;s&gt;btchzod&lt;/s&gt; called. wtf. hmmm. so defensive.. then went to auntiedeb's hse to collect doughnuts but she wasn't in. then went to the grand'rents hse but they also not in. pffts. why all not in oneeee. so we went to WS&amp;amp;bought auntie's bdae prez&amp;amp;cake&amp;amp;i bought a &lt;s&gt;bikini&lt;/s&gt;(: it's pink(: yayyy. hahaha. then went to grand'rents hse again&amp;amp;collected food. then went to &lt;u&gt;changi&lt;/u&gt; to go walkwalk&amp;amp;marmarm. i love the coffeeshop's &lt;i&gt;seafood&lt;/i&gt; stall. yumzoh! i ate.... &lt;u&gt;bbq stingray, fried babysquid, seafood egg(idk wth that was but i was yummy!), salted veggie soup&amp;amp;kailan&lt;/u&gt; wths its dayum nice canssssss. then went to collect the doughnuts&amp;amp;went home. i ate 3doughnuts sofar(: yummmmmm. then we celebrated auntie's bdae&amp;amp;now im supposed to check what i hafta do for tmrs sundayschool. goshhhh..... &amp;amp;i might go tanning&amp;amp;mugging tmrrrrrrr. whoots. hopesooooh!! arghh. ohkaye im gna bathe&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-4513735255977516193?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4513735255977516193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=4513735255977516193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4513735255977516193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4513735255977516193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/krispykreme3-youre-only-one-who-made-me.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuvRW98JshI/AAAAAAAAABE/SrBjpDzcpEc/s72-c/z96254611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-1454232897512587297</id><published>2007-09-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:52:52.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can you turn my black roses &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rukstt8JsgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eth-G7HRlnM/s1600-h/b107498890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109664416166162946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rukstt8JsgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eth-G7HRlnM/s400/b107498890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you but i can't show it to you. It's killing me. Can you see how much i need you ?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. ohkaye tdy was nice-ish. minus some parts. ohkaye so &lt;u&gt;assembly&lt;/u&gt;. then hadda &lt;u&gt;syf mting&lt;/u&gt;. was abt whether we wnted to perf. in &lt;b&gt;genting&lt;/b&gt;. wthhhhh! i mean it's goos luhh. with MasterClasses&amp;all. but hell. &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; perf?!? yeahh. but mommy said no. so ohwells. yeahs. then had &lt;u&gt;comp in the &lt;b&gt;mac lab&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. woahs. its soooo complicated but zomg &lt;b&gt;I WANT A MAC NOWWWW&lt;/b&gt;. we played with photobooth! so funn!!! hehhh. then had &lt;s&gt;lit&lt;/s&gt;. zzzzzz. zomg. i hate it luhss! its like she asked us to look at the pic&amp;amp;think but...... &lt;b&gt;I CAN'T THINK WITH HER STARING AT ME LOOKING LIKE SHE WANTSTA BEAT ME UP&lt;/b&gt;. like wth ohkaye. mommy said not to stoop down to &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; level. heh. ohkaye man! dao-ing day 2. tmr's day3. lols. then had recess. mommy bought &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;YAM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; cake instead of carrot. sighs. i hate yam! yarhh. then had math. math is ohkaye. at least the tcher's NICE. then bio. mrs lee was abit high again. heh. soo farny luhh! hahaha. then had physics. zomg! i think i screwed up my physics test. urhhh! i totally blanked out&amp;filled it out with crap lurhhs can!? eeeeeeeeks! yeah. then had eng. oral. it was ohkaye. 'xcept that i kept saying like.. zomg mrs chitra &lt;b&gt;BEAT&lt;/b&gt; me to asking the ques that i was gna say without her asking. acks! darnnnnnn. the convo was ohkaye. i was making her laugh &lt;i&gt;alot&lt;/i&gt; :/ mmhmm. then went to I.C. with bello,tiff,chloe&amp;amp;kau(&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it feels weird going out with my cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;)ooh. so funn. i bought 2scoops! &lt;u&gt;nutella&amp;reversO&lt;/u&gt; yumzo! then went to the toyshop. i bought ribbon-y sweet&amp;amp;a chop for my bro(: im soooooooo nice! then went to play the kiddyride &lt;b&gt;AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;. bello sat the one where you sit in the chair&amp;it goes round&amp;amp;round. heh. damn farneh. then tiff waited for her sis to pass her to magic spring thingo. then went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg. i watched the &lt;u&gt;Gossip Girl - Sneak Preview.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;I NEED CABLE. I HAVE TO WATCH THE SHOW!&lt;/b&gt; it's sooooo nice(: &amp;amp;i got hooked to the song &lt;i&gt;Black Roses Red&lt;/i&gt;. ahhhhh. &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0oWK67kuNQ"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0oWK67kuNQ" "type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-1454232897512587297?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1454232897512587297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=1454232897512587297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1454232897512587297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1454232897512587297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-you-turn-my-black-roses-red-i-love.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rukstt8JsgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Eth-G7HRlnM/s72-c/b107498890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-5501974744531790542</id><published>2007-09-12T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T02:43:58.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no bitch can keep me down, only gravity can&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ohkaye..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;i HATE THE FRIGGING BITCH&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lets start with &lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;.. so &lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt; had chahistory. mrscheng was nicey&amp;i just(well not too long ago) realised that she's my oral examinor last year. this yr i got some mrschitra/chintra(?) yeah. then had free period. well. that's what we thought. then was langarts. URGH. i srsly hate langarts now. NOT TO MENTION- HER. bleh. yarh. then geog. we did wrkbook. hmms. i like mrschong(: she's a nicey cher. yeah. then recess. idt i ate. hmm. then was chinese. urgh. total Zzzz time cannnn. yarh. then MATH. like wth! everyone was like "NO MISSTANG!! TDY NO MATH!" turns out they're starting on even week so mrs chew gave us a freeperiod(: how nice(: then had dance. zomggggg. im so frigging happy cans. like.. 9more days to the 2nd last perf this yr&amp;amp;10days to the last. tiffy&amp;gang might come. just to see zaki dance. zomgggg! i wna see him dance luhhh. heh. yarhh. then went homee&amp;amp;ANTM-ed the resta the night while i studied. (: then ystd-tues. was fine-ish. nth much happend. just had oral&amp;physics test postponed.. OHSHIT! PHYSICS TEST IS TMR! WTP!!!!!!!! I FORGOT!!!!!!! damn. i gotta study that too. poof. yarhh.. had chinese oral. like woahs. i was damn scared luhh. but the laoshi was nicey(: i was sooooo nervous, i effed up on the passage, stopping at all the easy words. o.0 yarhh then went KAP with tiffy&amp;amp;bello then off to coldstorage to pretend to be priviledged people&amp;buy hershey's bar. me&amp;amp;bello were ohkaye. we bought hershey's bar cos they were like a dollar. but tiffy. yes she buys a 3$ choc. heh. lawl. i wonder if she has eaten it yet. yarhh. then went homee. then tdy. zomg. tdy is so.... effed cann. ohkaye everything else was ohkaye. it just has to be effing lit to spoil my day. like.. URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wasn't paying attention&amp;writing a letter.. I ADMIT IT OHKAYE. freak. SHE just hasta get pissed cos kau answered the questions i was supposed to answer&amp;amp;the she HAS to confiscate a letter to a friend&amp;in it i wrote personal stuffs&amp;amp;ohkaye.. i bitched about her. wth. her fault. (notice she hasn't changed her teeshirt since monday. EEW.) yarh. 'nyhoos. she confiscated the letter&amp;surprisingly didn't call to speak to me. BUT SHE HAS TO GO READ IT. gee. i feel better if she can not scold me but read it. i hate her. &amp;amp;when i ask her to not read it, she HAS to go "then can you not write in my class". SORRY LUH. BUT CAN'T SHE RESPECT MY PRIVACY. URGH. WHAT IS HER FRIGGING PROBLEM. SHE SHOULD REMOVE THE STICK FROM HER ASS. urghh. she has to go "(sighhhhhhhhhhh)" walks over to infront of 2g. like wtp. this is 2S matter. wtf does 2G have to do with it. bitch. then she goes "why were you writing? are you very confident about tmr's test?" i didn't look at her in the eye.. incase i puke. im like "im ohkaye"&amp;she's like.. "so are you sorry?" URGH I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I HADDA SAY YES&amp;amp;SHE FORCED ME TO SAY IT OUT OHKAYE. (i was gonna cry at that point). she held up the letter in the air&amp;i snatch it&amp;amp;run away. grahh. then i told tiff,bello,mich they all what happened&amp;i opened the letter(for who-knows-what reason)&amp;amp;elan HAS to say "orhh. writing to Jillyn arhh" SO WHAT IF I WAS. WHAT IF I LIKE HER&amp;YOU DON'T? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER! i like elan&amp;amp;all but to be frank, elan annoys me sometimes. yarh&amp;i went back to my place&amp;amp;reality sets in. she'll prolly call my mom, i'll be grounded, my life sucks&amp;basically i hadda bad day(not good like i said earlier)&amp;amp;i just started crying.. &amp;crying&amp;amp;crying. (i cry funily :/) yarh.. then mrs chan came in&amp;i hadda stop&amp;amp;do art. i finished art&amp;when i handed it up, i think cos i look soooper upset or depressed or sth, mrs chan smiles&amp;amp;goes "GoodGirl!" yarh. i still feel like crying now):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;me?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-5501974744531790542?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5501974744531790542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=5501974744531790542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5501974744531790542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5501974744531790542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-bitch-can-keep-me-down-only-gravity.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-8651492943718341561</id><published>2007-09-09T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T06:30:02.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Watch me stumble and fall, and this time. I know you won't be there to catch me, not anymore&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomgzomgzomg! i am completely &lt;em&gt;headoverheels/heelsoverhead&lt;/em&gt; in love with &lt;b&gt;ANTM&lt;/b&gt;. muahahaha. yesyes. i stayed up til like 11 watching the cycle8 episodes that school is causing me to miss. then i woke up tooooo early tdy. 3.54am 3.54-effing-am. like totally wthhss canns! yeahh. so i decided to charge my pod. since it hung. the damn thing. yeah. &amp;i ended up playing feeding frenzy2&amp;amp;watching more ANTM. hahahha. yeah. then went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+6598220115&lt;/b&gt;: Hey do you know who i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;: er no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+6598220115&lt;/strong&gt;: really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: er yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+6598220115&lt;/strong&gt;: K.. then can ask you a question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: er ohkaye? who u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+6598220115&lt;/strong&gt;: Er.. That doesn't matter now. Y are you such a bitch taur break other ppl's friendship of others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTHS CAN?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) i do not know the person. heellllooo?! i dno you then what will i know what you are talking abt?! use ur brains can?!&lt;br /&gt;02) who the hells gave that wannabe the permishh to call me a bitch. unless she means &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;abe&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;n&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;otal&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ontrolof&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;erself. thanks uhh. call me a babe.&lt;br /&gt;03) i don't have whosever phone no. u use. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ISIT AGAINST THE LAW TO ASK ARND?! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;what's ur prob mann? i asked.. sam&amp;u say.. "You off to show de entire youth the message? U really are a whimp!" WTFS CANS! i think ur the real whimp cos you do not wna say who u are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHH!!!!!!! wths. i din get a good nights rest cos i was stressed abt tdy's eKids svc&amp;amp;THIS BUGGER THING hasta happen. eeech! i have a good idea who it is. but im not saying who. i shall not stoop to ur level&amp;call you names. BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkaye. enuf abt that &lt;s&gt;bugger&lt;/s&gt;. acks. yeahh. so eKids &lt;u&gt;SUCKED&lt;/u&gt; real bad. but thankies to mich teo who helped me uber lots. to you to mommy. yeah. but it still wasn't great. &amp;amp;i can tell alvin,raju,mitchell&amp;worst of all ps jean was like.. seeing me in my worst funk. bleh. yeah. then went to eat at the kopitiam then went to the libraryyyyyyy. gosh. i wish every library day were like tdy. i saw sooooooooo many uber nice boooks to borrow luhhhhh. eeeeeeeeks. yeahhh. im gna bathe&amp;amp;sleep cos im so friggin shagged.&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-8651492943718341561?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8651492943718341561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=8651492943718341561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/8651492943718341561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/8651492943718341561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/watch-me-stumble-and-fall-and-this-time.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-4409837838280604796</id><published>2007-09-08T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T05:30:17.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15more days&lt;3&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/5532191945592229362-4409837838280604796?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4409837838280604796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=4409837838280604796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4409837838280604796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4409837838280604796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/15more-days3.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6144985188272414616</id><published>2007-09-08T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T05:28:46.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love me, love me, feed the flame;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuKMZn-dYmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hcqevSz7ofs/s1600-h/love_by_laurapora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107799299247137378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuKMZn-dYmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hcqevSz7ofs/s320/love_by_laurapora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. radi8 was cool yo. heh. so i reached at abttttttt i dno what time. i was like waiting for the lift ,then lift came, went in&amp;this big, black(im not &lt;em&gt;RACIST&lt;/em&gt;!) person comes in&amp;amp;starts waving. bleh. yarhhh. he's black cos he wore everything black. heh. yarhh. then worship, group time(: we were supposed to say smething to belittle ourselves. so my 1st one was "&lt;em&gt;i bite my nails&lt;/em&gt;". &amp;i don't like that kayee. pfffts. hahah. you can see like.. amy&amp;amp;rachel chin they all the face was like.. (-.=""""") &lt;b&gt;DIAOS&lt;/b&gt;. heh. yarhh. then altercall. its like all that i reallllly need. cos i feel really &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; yarhhh. ohkayes anywayss.. then like went CHAOji high. heh. &amp;sarah&amp;amp;janice were suffering from my high. lols. then went supperrr. wtp. i kinda hate the prata shop luhhs. they think i over skinny arhhh. wlaos. 1st they never take food orders from my side. so when me&amp;leonard go to order ourselves they were like "&lt;i&gt;ah uu go sit down then call the man. got 3 man going arnd.&lt;/i&gt; " so we went back&amp;amp;sat down&amp;like &lt;u&gt;NO ONE CAME LORHS&lt;/u&gt;. only the drinks. (wheeeee milo dino!) then laterr after like 10-15mins &lt;u&gt;THEN&lt;/u&gt; the guy come. then order after that then instead of 2kosong they gave me 3&amp;amp;it looked like 4. wtp lurhhs. yarhh. then _________ kept &lt;s&gt;looking&amp;staring&amp;amp;whispering&lt;/s&gt;. i almost blew up. but yeah. kinda annoying. yeahh. then took mrt home. hahahahaha. sooooper farnehhh. awww leonard. aren't you gald im sucha nice friend. heh. then reached home. mom was kinda pissed cos i din buy condensed milk earlier for her to drink her horlicks. -.- lame. yarhh. then sms-ed til like i dno what time. &amp;i slept half way while sms-ing. hehe.. oops. yarhh. then woke up tdy. bathe-d everything then went to meet jillyn go mug at dte BK. yarh ohkaye. mann. shu ai shd have been there lorhhh. there was this &lt;u&gt;HUGE&lt;/u&gt; group of chaoji cute angmoh guys there. ackkkks. jillyn was "&lt;i&gt;hyperventilating&lt;/i&gt;" uber loud til the guy stared at her lorhhs. hehe. lawl. so despo. tsktsk. lawls. yarhhh. then uhmmmmmmm. went to arcade awhile. bball-ed, ddr-ed really bad then uhmm yarh. went to slack&amp;amp;stone then walked to grandparent's hse. then called leonard to chope seat for me&amp;jillyn. wahahahahaha. so spastic lorh our conversation. he lorhh. yarhh. my grandma looked like... "&lt;i&gt;err she&lt;/i&gt;(me) &lt;i&gt;abit dher siao arhh&lt;/i&gt;" kinda look. hehehe. yarhhh. ohkiezz im happy with mugging tdy. i finished MOV. yay me(: it wasn't homework. but still(((: haha. yarhhh. ohkaye i'll go see my pod. it &lt;u&gt;HUNG&lt;/u&gt;. blehhhh. yarh kayeee&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;ohman. what's wrong. i really am confused. i thought you like me. now u look like you hate me. then you take me phone&amp;amp;start camwhoring with me. ehhh. what's up mannn. isit cos i sat next to one of ur many crushes. don't deny. at your age, the hormonal surge is like woahh. how many guys you want? you give me a look. if looks could kill, i might have possibly died. you shd have a certain amt of respect for me. i am older than you&amp;the guy(s) you want. prolly has a girlfriend. cmon. are you gna hate me cos me&amp;amp;ur crush are good friends from last time? when you were in a_e_i_a? like wths. may be you weren't whispering about me. but it sure looks that way. i really hope im wrong cos i really dun wna break up more friendships. they say friendships are ships that never sinks. i don't want that to be false with us.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one more thing to belittle me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel insecure when my friends start whispering to each other when im arnd. i think they mean me even when they say it's not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6144985188272414616?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6144985188272414616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6144985188272414616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6144985188272414616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6144985188272414616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-me-love-me-feed-flame-yeah.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuKMZn-dYmI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hcqevSz7ofs/s72-c/love_by_laurapora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-1747393917056885472</id><published>2007-09-07T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T02:34:09.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do it like you do it to me&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuEXYX-dYlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3jOBSpUAwDc/s1600-h/__Love___by_lara_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107389159935140434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuEXYX-dYlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3jOBSpUAwDc/s320/__Love___by_lara_w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tralalaas. i hadda go back to school todayy. boooo): but anyways. i woke up at 8.45&amp;started to FREAKOUT. cos i had the impression(cheemo(:)that dance starts at 10. cos that's what i heard them say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: AUNTIEEEEEE. WHY YOU NEVERR WAKE ME UPPP?!?!?!?!!?!? IM LATE ALRDY LORHH(cos i can NEVER wake up on my own)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maid&lt;/strong&gt;: huh? i suppose to wake you up ahh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omcrapss cannn. i freaked out like shizzoh. so i rushed to change&amp;go to school. &amp;amp;finally i couldn't take it(i mean much as i hate poh, i dun want her talking crap 'bout me else where), i cabb-ed(merecedes(:) to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cabdriver&lt;/strong&gt;(cd): wahh. you go mgs ahh. i hear the aggregate very high leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: yarhhh.. 252.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cd&lt;/strong&gt;: wah so high. then you very smart lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: yarhyarh. affiliation only 200 -.0(&lt;i&gt;ANTI CLIMATIC FOR THE GUY. HEH&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cd&lt;/strong&gt;: orhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: but they raising it to 240&lt;u&gt;(TRUE)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cd&lt;/strong&gt;: wahhh. soo high arhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: yarhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cd&lt;/strong&gt;: ohh oopss. i missed the turning. i switch off the meter ohkaye. then go PIE then i switch on again can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*thinks: wtcrapps! of course can off larhh!!*&lt;/em&gt; says: yarh ohkaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AFTER A WHILE&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cd&lt;/strong&gt;: err now i switch on ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;*thinks: NOOOOO!!*&lt;/em&gt; yarhh ohkaye):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh. my cabbing episode. mann i love(not literally larh) nice cabbies. heh. mercedes sehhs. muahaha. yarh anyways. i reached school at 10.01a.m. not bad for smeone who was in boonkeng at 9.45am &lt;b&gt;WITH THE CABBIE GOING WRONG WAY&lt;/b&gt;. heh. yarhh. then jerry was the only one there cos i told her mahss. so we made a few calls. &amp;found out that.... &lt;i&gt;DANCE IS AT 12&lt;/i&gt;. wtp. yarhh larhh. so i followed jerry to the doctor's cos the girl has flu. then ate breakfast(her mom pay dherr). went to Attitude to buy &lt;u&gt;jellyhearts&lt;/u&gt; but they were out. darnn. so we bought &lt;b&gt;chocchipcookies&lt;/b&gt;. yumzoh! heh. then went to school for dance, waited awhile,started dance. OH MAN. it was so effing hot canns. we nearly died. poooof. &amp;zaki was in a bad mood= &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;SCOLDINGS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. i hadda do my part many times &amp;amp;he asked me if i knew where the centre marking was. like &lt;b&gt;HEELLOOOO&lt;/b&gt;?. im in line ohkaye. pffffts. yarh. sec dance studio was used for the &lt;i&gt;hsm-myschoolrocks&lt;/i&gt; shizzo. the &lt;s&gt;wacky&lt;/s&gt; grp actually got in. wows. hahaha. yarh. then walked to the busstop with aud. buss-ed home. bathed&amp;amp;NOW IM GNA GET READY FOR RADI8.&lt;br /&gt;CIAOS&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-1747393917056885472?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1747393917056885472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=1747393917056885472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1747393917056885472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/1747393917056885472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-it-like-you-do-it-to-me-tralalaas.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RuEXYX-dYlI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3jOBSpUAwDc/s72-c/__Love___by_lara_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-5883783153986860598</id><published>2007-09-06T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T06:21:17.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to be only yours i pray&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rt_wVn-dYkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D59DPpgTjgw/s1600-h/Ephemeral_love_by_Kyama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107064756760306242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rt_wVn-dYkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D59DPpgTjgw/s320/Ephemeral_love_by_Kyama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yess ohkaye tdy was hell fun(: woke up at 9.30-as usual- then bathed&amp;went to meet oli. i was abit late&amp;amp;got abit lost. hell. i'm sucha orchard RETARD. yeah ohkaye. anyways. i was supposed to meet her at the kino entrance near coffee bean. but i ended up meeting her outside hula&amp;co. then i went to look at CottonOn. omycrap! 1 longish tank that i've been LUSTING over(or more like wanting cos i've never actually seen one that i like) but yeah anywayss. the longish tank was only 12$!! effff. stupid lack of funds. if only i can just grab clothes&amp;amp;stuff that i like with no care to the price tag. pfffft. yeah then went to STARBUCKS!! to mug. heh. 1st we sat at the hard wooden chairs&amp;table combi thingo&amp;amp;bought iced,grande choc. then moved to a sofa thingo. then moved to an EVEN BIGGER sofa thingo. heh. then started on work. i help oli with compre&amp;she helped me with chi compre(: yay. then went to isetan&amp;amp;saw the tops her mom bought for her. then went to flesh imp, topshop, forever21, cotton on(again). wthssssss.. i REALLY wanted to get sth from cotton on. like.. the 5$ thongs or sth. they're hell nice kaye. okaye maybe not that nice. &amp;the thongs refer to the flipflops (incase some sickos thing sick. heh) yeahhhhh. zomg..... I HAVE TO GET $100(just 100)&amp;amp;have a shopping spree in cotton on. i swear im pulling my auntie there once i get the chance. hahah. i sound so bratty. xD yeah anywayss.. then went to taka. can't rmber where we went 1st luhh. but i know we went to buy takayaki(for me), accesorize(me again), mango(oli)&amp;all the other richrich people go to places. heh. we were tempted to queue to go into the LV shop. but it's like. wth. queueing to go into a shop where we won't buy anything. spas eh. we went to M.A.C toooo. finallyyyy. hahaha. i want the pink shadestick!! goshhhhhh. i want my christmas shopping spree NOW. ohkaye now i just sound like that brat frm charlie&amp;amp;thechocolatefactory. the one that goes "DADDY, i want another pony" heh. lawl. yeah anyways. we then venture to BetterToyShop(cheemo eng(:) played arnd for quite a longish time. saw this guy who looks UBER familiar to BOTH of us. heh. then played awhile. then went to just the yakotori thingo. yummzo! heh. then went home.... larrlarrr. i wna go mug again tmr. instead of rushing home&amp;amp;then to youth again. blah. DANCE TAKES UP TOO MUCH TIME BUT I STILL LOVE IT!. heh. i shan't do the bolditalicsunderlinestrikethrough for this post. i wna watch teebeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;ciaos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-5883783153986860598?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5883783153986860598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=5883783153986860598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5883783153986860598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/5883783153986860598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-be-only-yours-i-pray-yess-ohkaye-tdy.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rt_wVn-dYkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D59DPpgTjgw/s72-c/Ephemeral_love_by_Kyama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6806764637564136060</id><published>2007-09-05T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T04:32:01.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;doncha wish your girlfriend was &lt;strong&gt;HOT LIKE ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rt6QJ3-dYjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NSnpcNFUT7o/s1600-h/__LOVE___by_chochweets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106677526803866162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rt6QJ3-dYjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NSnpcNFUT7o/s320/__LOVE___by_chochweets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. i &lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt; kidding. im just back on a PCD rampage. i just dwnloaded their &lt;u&gt;entire&lt;/u&gt; ALBUM(: whoots. im in love with &lt;i&gt;Flirt&amp;amp;WaitAMinute&lt;/i&gt;&lt;3&gt;soft-ish boiled egg, fried chicken&amp;fries&lt;/u&gt;. or more like fried potato(: hehe. im sucha pig&lt;3&lt;b&gt;OH MAN. WHEN DID THEY GET THE INTERNET&lt;/b&gt;!"&amp;amp; got all excited cos they &lt;i&gt;NEVER&lt;/i&gt; had the internet. so i signed in&amp;&lt;u&gt;POOF&lt;/u&gt;! troubleshoot pops up. like wths. apparently they had an &lt;i&gt;INVALID&lt;/i&gt; i.p. add. blah. ohwells. so i ended up playing this fishy game which was &lt;b&gt;QUITE&lt;/b&gt; entertaining. for like an hour. then went dwn&amp;amp;did my crossword&amp;asked for more food(: heh. then got &lt;u&gt;UBER&lt;/u&gt; hot. cos i din on the fan or anything. so i went up to their room AGAIN for aircon. &amp;amp;i found my grandpa on the oxygen thingo. &lt;s&gt;its so depressing to see that&lt;/s&gt;): but anyways. then i played more of the game, went to eat, then went to buy &lt;b&gt;YUMMY(literally)DOHNUTS&lt;/b&gt;(: then went home. heh. i saw evann tdy. gawd. i haven't seen her in what 2years&amp;now she's soooooper chio-ded kayeeees.. hehe. yeah. i just ate the dohnuts(: yummzohs! yeah ohkaye.. i shall go &lt;u&gt;TheSuperficial-ing&amp;amp;PinkIsTheNewBlog-ing&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6806764637564136060?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6806764637564136060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6806764637564136060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6806764637564136060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6806764637564136060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/wish-your-girlfriend-was-hot-like-me.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/Rt6QJ3-dYjI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NSnpcNFUT7o/s72-c/__LOVE___by_chochweets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-6788330074852881188</id><published>2007-09-03T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:51:36.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;everytime they turn the lights down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RtzaSH-dYiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/42S86Oq80NY/s1600-h/The_Love_Omen_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106196082444821026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RtzaSH-dYiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/42S86Oq80NY/s320/The_Love_Omen_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkaye. i feel happy&amp;amp;bored. my grandma called in the morning to tell my that my auntie is going to jakarta. yeah. so i promised my grandma that i'll go over to her house tomorrow. then i hung up the phone. and i think i'm damn slow or sth but after like.. &lt;b&gt;10mins&lt;/b&gt; i realised. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;IT'S JAKARTA BABAYEEE!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; jakarta=&lt;u&gt;KKDOHNUTS!!!!&lt;/u&gt; hahaha. so i sms-ed my auntie&amp;asked her to help me buy &lt;i&gt;1dozen KKdohnuts&amp;amp;1dozenDunkin' Dohnuts&lt;/i&gt;. hehe. so piggy(: but s'okay. come school reopen, i'll lose the extra calories cos according to my parents&amp;maid, i gain &lt;b&gt;ALOT&lt;/b&gt; of weight during sch hols&amp;amp;lose them all when i go back to sch. hehe. darn it's tues. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;I SHD BE EATING STINGRAY MAN!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hahaha. xDD yeah. i might go studying with oli on thurs. &amp;im going grandparent's hse on tmr(: &amp;amp;dance rehearsal/class on fri+&lt;i&gt;YOUTH.&lt;/i&gt; wows. &amp;i expected it to be so darn boring. hmms. i feel like watching a nicenice movie. but what movie????? :/ sighs. i don't really have anynice movies. pfffft. maybe &lt;u&gt;epic movie&lt;/u&gt;. but i'm getting sick of it. grahhhhh. i'm dying!!!!! &lt;b&gt;OHYA&lt;/b&gt;. study. heh. ohkaye i shall study:)&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[edited]zomg. i think i'm crazyyy. i painted my &lt;i&gt;nailbittenstubs&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dozen rosas pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; cos i read smewhere that if you bite ur nails u shd paint them a pretty pink color to prevent u frm wanting to bite them. bleh. not working. heh. not that im biting and eating nail polish larh. that's just GROSS. hehe. yeah. oh gosh. i want nice nails. :)[/edited]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-6788330074852881188?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6788330074852881188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=6788330074852881188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6788330074852881188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/6788330074852881188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/they-turn-lights-down-ohkaye.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RtzaSH-dYiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/42S86Oq80NY/s72-c/The_Love_Omen_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-4744277190853907281</id><published>2007-09-03T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T04:54:33.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; with black &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RtvzNH-dYhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Rj-Kv3X5dQ/s1600-h/th_heartgy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105942009359458834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RtvzNH-dYhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Rj-Kv3X5dQ/s320/th_heartgy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkaye. im officially moving back to BS for awhile. whoopee? heh. idk yet lurrhss. yeah anywayss. just read annie's xanga. &lt;strong&gt;ZOMG&lt;/strong&gt;. now i seriously wish i could have gone lurhhs. they watched &lt;u&gt;MOV&amp;UptownGirl&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;amp;they went to &lt;i&gt;I.C.&lt;/i&gt; pfffft. but i din have any $$ anyways. i dun wna o more moneyy. so anyways. i ate macs(: wheee. &amp;i comp-ed the whole day. hehe. gosh. isit just me or is the frikin' bs post editor page thingo getting&lt;strong&gt; BIGGER&lt;/strong&gt;? maybe its cos they think pple are getting blinderr. hehe. goshhh. i really really wna mug. but i can't find the time&amp;amp;energy too. &amp;at home i'll get disturbed all the time&amp;amp;if i just close the door&amp;lock it, i'll feel guilty for leaving my bro alone. (&lt;em&gt;thinking back to when i was young&amp;amp;an only child&lt;/em&gt;) sooper antisocial. so i shall not leave my bro alone. &lt;u&gt;BUT&lt;/u&gt; i have to mug! so i shall go out one day&amp;mug&amp;amp;try not to feel guilty. but i don't wna go really far. like pasirris or tampines. STARBUCKS! i think tampines shd have. heh. so my idea of a perfect muggy/go out day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-meet person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-starbucks to mug(:&lt;br /&gt;-lunch/dinner at lerkthai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-reward myself with DDR@ an arcade(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-feel proud cos i did quite alota mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe. yes. the perfect mugging time. (((: yeah ohkaye. so i shall try&amp;amp;find smeone to jio out. or maybe smeone jio me out to mug? heh. *hopeful!&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-4744277190853907281?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4744277190853907281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=4744277190853907281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4744277190853907281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/4744277190853907281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/pink-with-black-hearts-3-ohkaye.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_z-9cfacLtA4/RtvzNH-dYhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0Rj-Kv3X5dQ/s72-c/th_heartgy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5532191945592229362.post-737173551057259068</id><published>2007-09-02T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T22:56:48.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its not very surprising that i created a new blogger ehh. heheh. oh wello(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5532191945592229362-737173551057259068?l=oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/737173551057259068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5532191945592229362&amp;postID=737173551057259068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/737173551057259068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5532191945592229362/posts/default/737173551057259068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oxygenatedlove.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-not-very-surprising-that-i-created.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14039187945809455631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
