<?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-30322404</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:45:01.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>splash of colours</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-116011288184021546</id><published>2006-10-06T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T13:34:41.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a blog is like a journal. you talk bout your daily life, ppl whom you dislike which you dont usually name or like, what you feel blah blah blah and you wont bother bout what ppl say unless its politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wonder why ppl blog, when they keep 'readers' in suspense or to say it in a not so nice way, they seemed like boasting. and the language they used is like the oh-im-so-professional and my-english-is-very-good kind. then when they over use those kind of language, its total yuckiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this person, who have a blog, and the way this person types is totally different from how this person speaks. if you'd have known this person from this person's blog, and when you talk to this person in person, its like two different person. its like 2faced. i dont believe in actual reality, this person dont use 'lah, leh, meh, ma' or whatever singlish thats available. this person seems like wanting to show off and yet, the level of eng this person have is not very high, prolly just average. why? cos the spelling of words. ya, humans make mistakes, but this person's mistake seems to surface now and then. and this person likes to use those chim chim words and yet those words are spelt wrongly. like hello, there's a thing called dictionary. (:&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i wouldnt think like that if im still in contact with this person. but im not or maybe, not really in contact. so what it seems is that im somehow knowing this person more thru the blog. but i think back and realised, when i was in contact with this person, its like two total diff person, in reality and in blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, when my friends and i talk bout this person, we wondered if the always mentioned 'other half' is actually true. cos we hear but not see. and one thing good bout wanxin is that, she dont go ard telling ppl her bf has a car and that she's always being driven ard. but then again, im not saying u cant tell ppl your bf has a car or what la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. end of my grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;finally, sweetbum's coming out tonight. HAPPY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy sweet8teen bdae to meiqi and have a good mid autumn festival tonight! have fun. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-116011288184021546?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/116011288184021546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=116011288184021546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/116011288184021546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/116011288184021546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-is-like-journal.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115935540580277761</id><published>2006-09-27T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:10:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>but never be too good to someone, cos they'll take you for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went lunch with wx today. and lasagne was super whooper gooooooood! (: pictured, walked around and wx left cos she gotta meet her dearest _______. lol. cos of her anxious-ness to meet her dearest, she went there early. so, i gotta be the good person, to call her and acc her talk. #$@$%%"#$@$%%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to conclude, 1st half of the day was ok and the following was bad. super sucky. YUCKS-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115935540580277761?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115935540580277761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115935540580277761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115935540580277761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115935540580277761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/but-never-be-too-good-to-someone-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115886040057396998</id><published>2006-09-22T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T19:24:01.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when someone's good to you, you always take them for granted. but once they leave your life, you wont even have the chance to treasure them more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mummy&amp;amp;daddy -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;for giving me all i wanted, for not giving me any pressure in exams, for tolerating my behaviour, for being my parents, for giving me allowance, hahaha, for everything (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my boy -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sweets, for being who you are, for taking in so much of my nonsense, my super stubborn-ness, my impatience, my unreasonable-ness and .... for being understanding AT TIMES, for giving in AT TIMES, for coaxing me AT TIMES, for those movie treats and nachos, those many many places you brought me to, for watching fireworks, for those picture sessions, for taking pictures in those machines even you didnt like it tgt, for those late night suppers which accumalated to my fats, for those pillow talks, for letting bite you, for letting me pinch you =/, for the many uncountable times you sent me home, for shopping tgt, for those breakfast/lunch/dinner treats, for those sweet nothings, for those rides we had along small roads, highways, for bringing me with you ALMOST everywhere, for being worried at the slightest thing, for caring, for being protective, for farting in my hands, for burping at my face, for holding my hand wherever we go, for being so nice AT TIMES, for those hugs and kisses, for making a difference in my life and for loving me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAR. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanxin -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5 years of friendship and growing stronger each year. thks for being my friend, my girlfriend, my bestfriend. for those coffee sessions, for doing things tgt, for being late for sch, for skipping sch, for not doing hmwk, for copying hmwk, for not studying for tests, for breakfast @ macs, for night classes, for study sessions, for staying up late tgt just to finish mslee's hmwk, for sentosa trips, for nights out, for pooling, for watching fireworks tgt, for gossiping and bitching tgt, for listening to my rubbish, my complains, my whining, for being just a call away, for being the damn blur you and for everything.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BESTIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;jack -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jack for being my SOMETIMES partner in crime, for doing my hmwk, for talking rubbish, for saying stupid jokes but somehow made everyone laugh, for waiting for the bus with me aft tuitions, for studying tgt, for night classes, for tolerating me when i talk bad bout his then GF, for being late tgt, for confiding in me ONCE IN AWHILE, for giving in to me AT TIMES, for pooling sessions, for walks home, for acting smart all the time and for being my friend, my bestfriend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;gavin -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;for being dumb at times, for being super blur, for being a slow pok, for being angry cos he looks funny, for being able to teach me maths, for having the patience to teach me when i dont understand, for explaining computer stuffs to me when i dont know a single thing, for listening yo me bitching bout oths in class, for saying cold jokes, for grp outings, for being the twit he is now, for letting us commenting on his gel-ed hair and when we say its nice, he'll keep using the same hairstyle and for being the dumb bestfriend of mine whom liting loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and for the rest, thks for stepping into my life. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115886040057396998?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115886040057396998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115886040057396998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115886040057396998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115886040057396998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-someones-good-to-you-you-always.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115881884206815409</id><published>2006-09-21T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:13:08.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im gonna blog blog blog blog.&lt;br /&gt;cos im little bored.&lt;br /&gt;after this im gotta mug, siansation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, went out with the dumb one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch, &lt;em&gt;checked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our nails done, &lt;em&gt;checked&lt;/em&gt; and we smelt nice becos of the lotion. =D&lt;br /&gt;had a little shopping treat,&lt;em&gt; checked&lt;/em&gt;. but not enough. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dumb one suffered from the aftermath of ______.&lt;br /&gt;look at her ____ and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, we bumped into 2 of the f4s yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i told dumb one that one of them became &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; fat. and i mean &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so when i was talking to one of them, the dumb one was busy scanning her.&lt;br /&gt;and she said,&lt;br /&gt;-face fat, like so big.&lt;br /&gt;-butt big&lt;br /&gt;- overall big.&lt;br /&gt;haha. dunno there big not. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb one was saying last time she's like skinnier than both of us or rather the same. now she become like almost twice the size. but i think she's not the ultimate grow-fat case yet. there's one more. &lt;em&gt;shhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb one was asking me why she wore that teeshirt.&lt;br /&gt;big shirt and short skirts are somehow, overdued. =x&lt;br /&gt;and we were saying if we didnt know her, she wouldnt look 18. prolly 14/15.&lt;br /&gt;okok. we're bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/collage%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/collage%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC01793-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC01793-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this mng store mirror. SO BIG AND NICE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/Copy%20of%20DSC01794edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/Copy%20of%20DSC01794edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look thin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC01789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC01789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look fat. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so am i thin or fat? hahaahahha. go think and tell me. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115881884206815409?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115881884206815409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115881884206815409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115881884206815409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115881884206815409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-gonna-blog-blog-blog-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115821071365779295</id><published>2006-09-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:11:53.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love like you've never been hurt.&lt;br /&gt;dance like no one is watching.&lt;br /&gt;sing like no one is listening.&lt;br /&gt;work like you dont need money.&lt;br /&gt;live like its your last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115821071365779295?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115821071365779295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115821071365779295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115821071365779295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115821071365779295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-like-youve-never-been-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115813402530263750</id><published>2006-09-13T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:53:45.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02494%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02494%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115813402530263750?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115813402530263750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115813402530263750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115813402530263750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115813402530263750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115808146622493271</id><published>2006-09-13T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T01:17:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first disappointment, i didnt get to go tpy for the so called concert.&lt;br /&gt;second disappointment, which means to say i didnt get to see the superstar family.&lt;br /&gt;third disappointment, weekend was kind of stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first gladness, went out with wx today.&lt;br /&gt;second gladness, free mani and pedicure.&lt;br /&gt;third gladness, lunch was good.&lt;br /&gt;fourth gladness, outing; free mani and pedicure, AGAIN, next week. =D&lt;br /&gt;fifth gladness, its shopping time cos i've spotted pretty things. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first sadness, i've got an ulcer. SIGH. so painful. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;second sadness, somehow or rather there's a nightmare going on.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the first time ever, i actually pitied clar. on reading her post, jack, i wonder how you could like someone else so fast. tsktsk. shakes head- its been only less than 3mths.. if i were clar, i wld have curse you upside down. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've got 36days left to sci prac. and another 36 + 20 or so more days to the written paper. bless me. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115808146622493271?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115808146622493271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115808146622493271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115808146622493271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115808146622493271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-disappointment-i-didnt-get-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115771277303713459</id><published>2006-09-08T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:52:53.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to kill some time blogging during ads on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the whole of transformation and im so clever. lols just a little more help from mrlathif and i can put transformation aside. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone i knew joining preoject superstar. like HAHAHHAH. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekends were spent with bf, did my hair and dinner with family on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid gf went missing and so did my da vinci code. she wanted it like 3mths ago and she havent even touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, i wonder what jack did to nicole, his new gf. cos she seems super mad abt jack. hahha. but at least she's more likable than the previous one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taught the student on weds. he seemed shy at first but then he got hyper later. but 1 1/2hrs passed fast. so it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend was so sweet this mrng and then he went missing the whole afternoon. well, almost. see, he's a busy man. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go tpy to watch the so called concert. got so many handsomes and prettys okay. like.. yu yang and derrick. still rem the derrcik craze last yr. HAHAHHHAHA. and then might be able to catch the someone queuing for her turn. i wonder what her dressing wld be. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til more gossips, i'll be back. hahaha. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;take care, friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115771277303713459?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115771277303713459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115771277303713459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115771277303713459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115771277303713459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/decided-to-kill-some-time-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115709367167846571</id><published>2006-09-01T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T14:54:31.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see how funny my classmates look in the funshots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madness. and they do it year after year. i think 2003 it was also like that. but i didnt buy the funshot for that year. too bad. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115709367167846571?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115709367167846571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115709367167846571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115709367167846571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115709367167846571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/see-how-funny-my-classmates-look-in.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115708712878018370</id><published>2006-09-01T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:15:06.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had lunch last week with karen and mstay @ swensens. supposedly it was our treat but it turned out otherwise. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with bf on tuesday. had lunch, collect my watch, walk ard and pictured. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy took off on weds, wanted to go out but flu was halfway attacking me plus the weather was somehow bad. stayed home instead. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted so much to go sch yest for the celebrations but flu attacked me fully and it was raining. after thinking for like so long and a few phonecalls made, i decided not to go. wait il karen comes back from hk and after sept holidays, we'll prolly make a trip down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i gotta go down somehow cos i need a little help for transformation. i can do enlarging, translation, rotation but somehow, stretch and shear, i cant get it right. SAD! then there's sci practical on the 19th where i gotta go remember the QA, again. after like 2-3weeks, maths p1 and social where i havent touch the latter, yet. tsk tsk.. - shakes head* and then i cant go on avoiding mensuration which means i gotta complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, on a happy note, i got myself a student which means i've extra income. (: HOORAY.. hahhaah. and... baby will be out tmr.. =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmms, still deciding should i have another hair cut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDY! gotta go mug alr. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7more weeks to prac.&lt;br /&gt;9+ weeks to written.&lt;br /&gt;amt spent; $350+&lt;br /&gt;effort put in; $PRICELESS. hahaha. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115708712878018370?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115708712878018370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115708712878018370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115708712878018370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115708712878018370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/09/had-lunch-last-week-with-k_115708712878018370.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115643777952222292</id><published>2006-08-25T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:42:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAPRICORN WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tall slim, cool and quiet woman. Once she is mad she can be very fierce. She can work better than some men and she is very high confident woman. In her opinion, woman is not just a flower or decoration at home or at an office and certainly not a weak sex who needs protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to control and hide her weak emotions. She will never try to change anyone, but she will learn to accept them as they are. If she does not like someone, she will not comments or criticize but she will completely ignore that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hate plastic and an artificial flower because it make her feel that you are not being sincere. She loves real flower and it's scent. She loves a guy who wear after shave cologne. If you are a type of a guy who wear your Jean one month before washing, or wear an old sneaker, then you can forget about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves music and nature even there is a rare case otherwise. She loves to go picnic in nature, so if you don't have so much time for her, you can take her fishing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is not as jealous as Aquarius or Leo woman, but do not cross the line O.K. Better not to see she gets mad, especially in front of public when she feels like loosing face. She loves to make up and dress perfectly and very neat, so never rush her for this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has her own goal in life and does not care if you have a doctorate degree or not, if she thinks you are not bright then she will not care about you at all. She likes smart people by character not by certificate shown. If you can not show her this quality, go and take a bus and go to the next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does not like a dreamer who talk about his dream but never put his hands in action to make it happens. Don't bother to tell her "everyone is doing it, you should do it too", or "I think you should do it, it's good for you", because she will do what she wants to do only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a neat and tidy person, so if your apartment is a pigsty , do not take her there. If you go out on a date with her , try to be presentable such as nice and clean dress, clean nails or else it will be your last date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a cool type and will not nag, so easy on your ears. She is a slow but sure type. She will always respect and honor you and will never try to make you loose your face. If she loves you, she will help you in anything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to help people and expect nothing in return. If she asks you for a favor and does not get one, she will feel very disappoint. She has a high hope and a high faith and beliefs in her own confident than believing in "Luck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she is your wife, you will have nice and clean home and a gourmet cooking. If your parents visit your house, they will be please. She is a 3 in 1 means , a perfect mother, a perfect housewife, a perfect wife or you could say "happily ever after".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAH. not very true though. =DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115643777952222292?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115643777952222292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115643777952222292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115643777952222292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115643777952222292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/capricorn-woman-tall-slim-cool-and.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115624454931327546</id><published>2006-08-22T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T19:02:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was feeling bored after studying and i went through photo albums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIKINI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dimples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apples =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since im so thick skinned.. CUTE HOR? hehe.. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115624454931327546?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115624454931327546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115624454931327546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115624454931327546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115624454931327546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/was-feeling-bored-after-studying-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115616044355816687</id><published>2006-08-21T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:40:43.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had sleepover during the weekends and its... fun. alrights lah. =/ tv-ed with my shithead bf last night til late into the night and time passed so fast okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, big feast at home yesterday and few bottles of wine were opened. and then you'll see many red faced. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2monkeys came to my place and only one was adorable cos the other grow up alr. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. no more. bye bye! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s; WANXIN! when are we going swimming arh? stupid girl..&lt;/em&gt; -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my botak bf. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115616044355816687?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115616044355816687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115616044355816687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115616044355816687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115616044355816687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/had-sleepover-during-weekends-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115572545710566980</id><published>2006-08-16T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:51:52.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>received a msg from dumbass gf saying she wants &lt;em&gt;us &lt;/em&gt;to be free on the 25th - 27th of october to see her in her birthday suit. =/ for her birthday chalet lah. she told me she'll be inviting &lt;em&gt;everyone. &lt;/em&gt;ya lah, i didnt type wrongly, she said &lt;u&gt;everyone.&lt;/u&gt; i think she wanna make more friends. so strangers too, please make yourself free ok? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; how much do i get paid for this advertisment? text me ok. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115572545710566980?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115572545710566980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115572545710566980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115572545710566980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115572545710566980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/received-msg-from-dumbass-gf-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115566501724766648</id><published>2006-08-16T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T02:03:37.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0331.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0331.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0330.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0330.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0320.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0320.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long overdue pictures. just some madness we had in town last month. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115566501724766648?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115566501724766648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115566501724766648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115566501724766648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115566501724766648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-overdue-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115557062097555579</id><published>2006-08-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:50:21.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>imagine this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy and a girl dates each oth. guy's mum broke them up cos she thinks girl cant fit into their rich family. girl got to know another guy, &lt;em&gt;coincidentaly, he's rich too, &lt;/em&gt;they got tgt.. guy was really really upset, he thinks of the girl, day and night. even when the girl got married, he still cant give her up, but he had to lah. then 5yrs later, the husband contracted a virus and told the girl to find his true love, then he died. girl met guy again, and finally, they got back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the meaning of, if its meant to be, it'll be? the 7o'clock show was damn nice lor. sadness cos its the last episode already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im so addicted to scrabble. so fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i regretted not taking chinese. sounds so easy now lah.. sadness X2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; gf,  you're flooded. so stop thinking dirty ok. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115557062097555579?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115557062097555579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115557062097555579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115557062097555579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115557062097555579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/imagine-this-guy-and-girl-dates-each.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115496938280193106</id><published>2006-08-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T00:49:46.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when things doesnt go your way today, you'll hope it gets better tmr. when it gets better, you'll forget how irritated you were yesterday when nothing is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. stop thinking i went mad with my studies or sth else. just came upon a blog entry of my friend's where she seems to be mad about how ppl take things for granted. she talks bout how you should treasure someone who always do their best to make you smile, to clear obstacles that occured in life for you, doing every little thing to make your day better, all without wanting any thing in return. then she says that if you've let go of that someone special unknowingly, tell them you want them back so there will be no regrets cos at least you tried. she's mad lah. the whole entry is all about things like that and its very long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but funnily, i agree with most of the things she said. and that ppl do take things for granted, til the time they lose something, then came regret.. she said, some things are hard to mend when its broken; if you have to forget someone you love, its like trying to rem someone you never met.. she said alot of chim chim things la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it takes only a few minutes, a few words, a few actions and things are not gonna be the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115496938280193106?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115496938280193106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115496938280193106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115496938280193106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115496938280193106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-things-doesnt-go-your-way-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115488448363261026</id><published>2006-08-07T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T01:14:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'life's simple, you make choices and you dont look back.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a choice 9mths ago and never look back since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid gf made a choice 3mths ago, and i think she too, never look back since. after all, she said she loves her bf alot. haha. good for you lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115488448363261026?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115488448363261026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115488448363261026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115488448363261026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115488448363261026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/lifes-simple-you-make-choices-and-you.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115441000299844693</id><published>2006-08-01T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:10:18.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch the preview on sat. initially, my dad didnt want me to go cos i had flu but i went ahead with _________. even if i dont go, the flu wld still be there. might as well go right.. we were a little late so we missed the pre-parade segment. wasted.. =/ but the main was ultimately the fireworks. =D they are so so pretty. i think i wanna go watch it one more time, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when going back, there were so many ppl lah. all like afraid that they cant go home.. -.-" everyone was like squeezing.. so warm and humid some more. yucks.. anyway, luckily the train weren't as crowded. caught fast and furious; tokyo drift and whoa, it was good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's bad? i had fever when i got home, 38.9 and i was trembling all over. which also means i couldnt attend church the next day and neither could i see _________. but after sleeping away almost the whole of yesterday, im recovering.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0341.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the pics were taken by _________.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i've shared enough. i dont wanna share already.. BYE BYE. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115441000299844693?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115441000299844693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115441000299844693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115441000299844693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115441000299844693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-to-watch-preview-on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115390865271753529</id><published>2006-07-26T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:14:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to school today after much though. was lazy to go initially but i thought i should. wanxin was supposed to go with me, but she says she need to memorise for her test. like HELLO, you have a test today and yet you went volley last night till late?? your bf very power leh. never ask you to study. he expects you to stay home after marriage meh? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i told mrlathif i might not go. then he replied, ask me burn for you then dont come. lols. when i reached sch, the stupid security guard ask me am i a student. i say no, ex student can? just when he was abt to gave me the sticker, i saw ms monster. suprisingly, she said hi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with lathif outside the staffroom and monster appeared again. she still look as scary as ever. =/ mr lathif was as encouraging and... naggy as ever. (: he said i should retake becos i can do better than the results i have.. blah blah blah.. he ask me whether is it biz i wanna go to. i say ya, since im retaking, i should at least go to biz it. i wanted to go into tourism but its like so impossible cos the cop is 10/11. then he said, its not impossible and he got me to count the pts i'll get if i get all 3subs distinction and guess what, 11!! lols. see how encouraging can he get.. he continued nagging and say he cant think of why was i distracted last yr. cos im not into com games and other distracting factors. so the only thing he could think of is that IM LAZY! =x otherwise i could do better than 50% of the class. example, linie kept studying but still got E8 for science yet i could pass. hahahha. see, im so encouraged already. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he complained bout WANXIN. say she can do so much better esp her maths. but wanxin gets angry because mrlathif pushed her too hard. HAHHAHA. i told mrlathif, if she gets angry with you, do the same. then after awhile she ok alr. lols. eh stupid girl, he says that last yr he got fed up with you alr. so he decided to ignore. hahaha. see how bad you were.. called you today somany times then you nv ans. idiot.. only know how to sleep, dunno what you doing there. tsk tsk tsk.. `shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he also complained bout jack. saying his maths and all, say he last yr no discipline.. then i told him bout his more than 0 less than 5 results on the maths test. lols. think next yr he can go NS alr. cos mr lathif say, MATHS IS THE MOST IMPT OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ben at the staffroom to get the tickets. he see me like so shy like that.. i very scary meh? anyway, 2days more and ________ will finish the fieldcamp and then we'll head to ndp preview. =D hopefully we can go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115390865271753529?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115390865271753529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115390865271753529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115390865271753529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115390865271753529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-to-school-today-after-much-though_26.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115384596501483847</id><published>2006-07-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:15:02.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder how long my hair needs for it to be dry. i've been waiting since forever. -.-" just finished posting at multiply. &lt;em&gt;see, get the point of forever?&lt;/em&gt; dont wanna copy and paste cos doing this can eat up time and hopefully the hair dries up faster cos i wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack owe me a dedication for almost 2weeks. his excuses are running dry already.. that bloody fella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget, happy3months, stupid gf. hopefully i'll get to attend your wedding next year. faster ok, not much time left for AHEMS* hahahaha. then quickly have kids ok. i'll be the godma.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll pray that _________ will be able to book out early so we could catch the ndp preview. although its only preview, better than nothing, better than ppl who wanna go but dont have. hehe. all thanks to ben. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt keep my butt on the chair for more than two hours of self study. but nvm, its getting better. CHEERS* prolly going to sch tmr in search for lathif, ben and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss _________.. okay lah, and friends. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;many much loves;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115384596501483847?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115384596501483847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115384596501483847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115384596501483847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115384596501483847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wonder-how-long-my-hair-needs-for-it.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115358070914716501</id><published>2006-07-22T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:10:02.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im fine for those who asked, im really fine now. &lt;br /&gt;thanks though. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115358070914716501?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115358070914716501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115358070914716501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115358070914716501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115358070914716501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-fine-for-those-who-asked-im-really.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115353965019217982</id><published>2006-07-22T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:04:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gathering was good last night. it was nice to see all those whom i havent seen for ages and caught up with each other. mr lathif was nagging, on and on and on.. gave mdm nur a big hug before i left, hope she'll do fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, everything else sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, life sucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115353965019217982?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115353965019217982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115353965019217982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115353965019217982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115353965019217982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/gathering-was-good-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115346751196945822</id><published>2006-07-21T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:38:31.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHS!!!!!!!! damn pek cek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE, JUST KILL ME!!!! DUHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115346751196945822?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115346751196945822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115346751196945822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115346751196945822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115346751196945822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/arghs-damn-pek-cek-someone-just-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115330973417328515</id><published>2006-07-19T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:15:43.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for all the talks we had&lt;br /&gt;for all the fear we faced&lt;br /&gt;for all the struggles we endured&lt;br /&gt;for all the fights we fought&lt;br /&gt;for all the tears &lt;em&gt;i &lt;/em&gt;shed. =x&lt;br /&gt;for every other thing that made us who we were today,&lt;br /&gt;you know i wont give you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't know if we'll last a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;but we'll make it work, we will, alrights? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy 25months ____! and many more to go..&lt;br /&gt;Plenty loves. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115330973417328515?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115330973417328515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115330973417328515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115330973417328515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115330973417328515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/for-all-talks-we-had-for-all-fear-we.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115328529692028997</id><published>2006-07-19T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:48:20.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think the national day's theme song sounds nice. downloaded the songs from the website, click &lt;a href="http://www.ndp.org.sg"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. i so wanna go for ndp this year, in fact, every year. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stupid gf, you very smart eh. skip sch go AHEMS* hse. -.-" tests fail then you get kick out, i see you study what..  go on fri lah. then we go for dinner. deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bored.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115328529692028997?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115328529692028997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115328529692028997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115328529692028997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115328529692028997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-national-days-theme-song.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115311576070047753</id><published>2006-07-17T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:16:42.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jack said he'll give me a dedication first and then i gotta give him one too. WHERE'S MY DEDICATION IDIOT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, weekends were spent with _________ cos thats the only time we get together.. and like i said, i DREAD the back-to-camp-days. not that i dont bear to let him go, just that......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;2months plus to science prac,&lt;br /&gt;3months plus to the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no exams jitters, i wonder why.. probably this is the 2nd time. HAIS* but i gotta mug mug mug.. or else, i'll be wasting 300++bucks. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm nur's farewell party on the 21st.. stupid gf, CAN YOU GO? if i go, can take chance to ask those smartbums some maths questions and the sci expert on sci.. that way, i killed 3birds with 1stone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2days to 25months. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115311576070047753?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115311576070047753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115311576070047753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115311576070047753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115311576070047753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/jack-said-hell-give-me-dedication.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115279856814841199</id><published>2006-07-13T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T21:55:27.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>see what stupid jack wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says:&lt;br /&gt;i saw your blog can, and WHY WANXIN HAVE DEDICATION I DONT HAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says:&lt;br /&gt;UNFAIR LEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacqueline -* &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oi unfair la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lousy friend leh u &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;jacqueline -* &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;laugh wad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;nabei LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ .jaaaaCk. ] says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;im gonna stalk your blog everyday and whine at u every min till i see my post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OEI, if every friend of mine wants a dedication like that, how? wait lah. i free then post ok. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115279856814841199?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115279856814841199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115279856814841199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115279856814841199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115279856814841199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/see-what-stupid-jack-wants.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115277320144805985</id><published>2006-07-13T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T14:46:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some stupid girlfriend of mine wanted a post dedicated to her. and since that's the case, i've got many things to write bout her BUT, i dont want a very long entry. so dumbo, its not gonna be a long one. maybe not.. =x here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted me to make her a anonymous but she said stupid gf was ok. looking at the way my stupid gf tags, i think you all know who's the dumbo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i've known her for, COUNTS*, 6yrs = since sec1. we were hi bye friends til sec2 and from sec3 onwards, we were classmates. not as close cos i had a bf where life is just about school, bf, school, bf. but we always had time in btwn lessons for some bitching sessions. and HELLO, buys were included in those bitching sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/mee%20and%20wan%20xin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/mee%20and%20wan%20xin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in sec4, we were much closer. cos i've got no more bf. haha. and life became, sch, friends, sch, friends. but still not as close as now cos i had karen and that dumb ash. and trust me, i was damn hardworking in sec4. cos the both of them was having their o's and all they had in mind was BOOKS BOOK &amp; BOOKS. so do i have a choice? and they'll keep nagging on and on, asking me to study. -.- any attempts to skip night classes; extra classes, are seldom successful. despite all that, not all mslee's hmwk are done. not only me ok. stupid gf, jack, jialong and a few more. so we always die together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in sec5, we were best buds! =D tgt with jack, gavin, jon, jialong, aw, kelvin, eugene and some oths on and off.. gossips came non stop and we shared non stop. had lots of rubbish going on and on.. talked alot of nonsense and see, we took creative pictures so much so that ppl copied us. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/PICT0369edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/PICT0369edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this stupid gf was so attractive that she could attract TWO person at the same time. and that TWO person were like good friends. one even bought a puppy just becaouse she liked it. many stuffs happened in btwn and i scolded her quite a few times. &lt;em&gt;you know what right? &lt;/em&gt;FINALLY, she made her decision. but sadly, that decision didnt last long. that guy sorta went mad. lols. how mad? to the extend of stalking her. put aside those madness, he showered her with many gifts. haha. you see how lucky my gf was, now and then? =x during prelims, everytime we'll head to her place after a paper. &lt;em&gt;was it prelims or mye?&lt;/em&gt; slacked there and had many fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/Img0F1C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/Img0F1C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/Img10FA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/Img10FA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/P5110359.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/200/P5110359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her MANY BFS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judging from the pics, stupid gf's identity is so clear alr. she told me not to mention her name BUT she didnt say i cant upload pictures. hahaahaha. anyway, it was mye. not prelims. cos mye, she haven got tgt with AHEMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to sentosa quite a number of times. and we had many many fun.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/sentosaa%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/200/sentosaa%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/sentosaa%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/200/sentosaa%20063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/sentosaa%20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/200/sentosaa%20098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little boy we knew from sentosa. he went with his fren and his friend's dad. when the friend's dad saw him playing with us, he says loudly, DONT PLAY WITH STRANGERS. like dots, we look like bad ppl meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to sch..&lt;br /&gt;macs is like 2nd home cos we always go there to study. hmmms, sometimes study, sometimes not. =x but at least we were better than the boys. cos they study for an hour, play initial d for 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/200/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went pooling, movies with the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/mee&amp;fwenss%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/200/mee%26fwenss%20071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/mee&amp;amp;fwenss%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more sentosa trips..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/mad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/mad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gf, im tired. my enthusiasium is wearing off. next time when im bored i'll continue ok. =D&lt;br /&gt;will end this post with another pic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/collage1%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/collage1%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw dumbo, click on the pics to enlarge it. and, you wasted so much of my time, how much do you pay me for this article??? text me and let me know ok. BYE BYE. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115277320144805985?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115277320144805985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115277320144805985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115277320144805985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115277320144805985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-stupid-girlfriend-of-mine-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115271520032079267</id><published>2006-07-12T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T14:40:30.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a very very bad day today. very very bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with meiqi and the &lt;em&gt;golden couple&lt;/em&gt; for lunch today. and headed to shuhua's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/12072006165.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/12072006165.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/innocent-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/innocent-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/12072006144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/12072006144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115271520032079267?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115271520032079267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115271520032079267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115271520032079267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115271520032079267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/had-very-very-bad-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115255024756026550</id><published>2006-07-10T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:52:31.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby's back in camp only today. which means one extra day more than usual.. spent my weekends with bf again. haha. i think mummy alr got used to not having me at home during weekends. anyway, mummy went my godma's place to stay on sat.. so e ever so nice bf of mine accompanied me to church.. thanks sweets.. (: saw my aunt there and.. baby issac! so cute.. even dear said he's cute ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sweets place, supposedly to watch soccer.. but i couldnt wake up for it which means i left my bf alone to watch. haha. woke up in the 2nd half and i went back to slp.. told baby to wake me up for penalty shots, but still, i couldnt wake up. im such a pig.. blame it on the weather okay. haha. anyway, stayed over at baby's place. had plenty fun! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02030..1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02030..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYFRIEND! many much love. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/DSC02050..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/DSC02050..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back track to fri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with that stupid girlfriend and we caught up with many stuffs. and i was updated with many things.. and i see many extra stuffs on her. haha. why? she was showered with gifts.. that dumbo.. walked ard orchard and had coffee over @ starbucks. their chairs are so comfy.. gonna get baby there next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/topshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/topshop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best buds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/o7o7o6..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/o7o7o6..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topshop.. mng's mirror make you look tall. but sadness, we didnt picture there. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/1600/toileto7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1189/931/320/toileto7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wisma's toilets are always full. but they are very very pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly i think green is a pretty colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nightmare's OVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115255024756026550?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115255024756026550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115255024756026550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115255024756026550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115255024756026550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/babys-back-in-camp-only-today.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115228808700920641</id><published>2006-07-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:01:27.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid nightmare started, yet again.. another sleepless night.. SUPER IRRITATED!!!!! WHY, WHY, WHY?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115228808700920641?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115228808700920641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115228808700920641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115228808700920641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115228808700920641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/arghs-stupid-nightmare-started-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115220425483254105</id><published>2006-07-07T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:44:14.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the service at reds in ngee ann city is like so no good. the price is exorbitant and its like nothing different. mummy said no more next time and i agree with that too. think kimage or jean yip wld be better. way much better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to town again with wanxin tmr. cos of my h___. should have checked. anyway, it'll be a good time to catch up. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's coming out on sat.. earlier than usual and that's sth to smile abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;plenty loves;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115220425483254105?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115220425483254105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115220425483254105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115220425483254105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115220425483254105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/service-at-reds-in-ngee-ann-city-is.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115216289096439158</id><published>2006-07-06T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T13:15:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its shopping time! ((: mummy's leave was approved and we're going shopping later.. i got things to buy.. muahhahha.. and when my walking atm is with me.. even better.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nightmare's over. total gladness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115216289096439158?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115216289096439158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115216289096439158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115216289096439158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115216289096439158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-shopping-time-mummys-leave-was.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115201467338686745</id><published>2006-07-04T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:31:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmms, someone please tell me what are the ninetytwo92 words that can be formed by the word, PLANETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i found sth interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 7/4/2006 8:46:17 AM EDT&lt;br /&gt;You are 17 years old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 211 months old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 914 weeks old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 6,396 days old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 153,512 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 9,210,766 minutes old.&lt;br /&gt;You are 552,645,977 seconds old.&lt;br /&gt;so old.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 178 days till your next birthday&lt;br /&gt;on which your cake will have 18 candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.com/birthday.asp"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to e webbie. (((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115201467338686745?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115201467338686745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115201467338686745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115201467338686745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115201467338686745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/hmmmms-someone-please-tell-me-what-are.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115191197141393919</id><published>2006-07-03T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T15:32:51.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been feeling lethargic since i woke up. probably gonna fall ill soon cos it always seems that way when im always feeling sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy didnt take me to town as planned cos she's tired. but still we went northpoint after church fer some buys. and the esprit warehse had good bargains where i bought a lace top for only 5bucks. cheap right.. hope mummy is able to take a day off for haircut and shopping with me. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear went back to camp yesterday and i seriously dread it. cos of reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i cant continue, i feel like i can slp while typing. i dont wanna fall ill. :( gotta go have a shower and study! though im like  gonna faint anytime..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115191197141393919?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115191197141393919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115191197141393919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115191197141393919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115191197141393919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/07/been-feeling-lethargic-since-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115165458764988510</id><published>2006-06-30T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:03:07.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya da ya da BOO.. kinda boring these days. slept late the other night cos i just cant slp la.. watched 周日八点挡, dunno which dang lah. watched the programme which featured ru hua last time. funny til when my dad woke up, he saw and laughed. havent been sleeping well the past nights. nvm la, no one cares anyway. daddy nv even scold for staying up late. good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, three things to make me look forward tonight, three shows i mean. (: rhapsody in blue at 7, charmed at 830, finally a new season and desperate hsewives at 11. i think there's soccer too, argentina vs germany. the odds are like not bad leh. even a draw pays ard $1 : $3+++. good right.. i think mummy buying.. haha. before i forgot, i think there's a ghost show too. goood, all the tv shows will keep me occupy and thoughts wld not anyhow wander. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid girlfriend of mine admitted her AFFAIR. call it an affair cos she's hiding it. so 见不得光.. asked her many stuffs on msn last night cos i got many many questions. ppl own big car, send her back home from sch everyday leh. lol. but her mummy like object. cos of reasons.. ppl go sentosa also got chauffeur ok. kept disturbing her.. her choice, her preference.. dont wanna say much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy's gonna bring me to shopping tmr. haha. her own initiative.. probably she feels bad for not spending enough $$ on me.. i need a haircut.. enough said though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115165458764988510?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115165458764988510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115165458764988510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115165458764988510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115165458764988510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/06/ya-da-ya-da-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115155745304652811</id><published>2006-06-29T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T13:04:13.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HA! everything's cleared and my tactic worked. im so smart.. muahahhaha. i became the victim cos she lied and she even said sorry. hahha. ((((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115155745304652811?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115155745304652811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115155745304652811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115155745304652811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115155745304652811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/06/ha-everythings-cleared-and-my-tactic.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115150785056332942</id><published>2006-06-28T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:17:30.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its funny how friendship survives without honesty. i dont think im being a kpo just to ask her what happened in her life and all. i think im only being a kpo when i dont know a person well and yet i wanna know about that person's everything or sth that sounds better, it eases my curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but, hello, she's my friend, my best bud. the best part? she lied. i asked her many times but she denied. facts were pointing everything that im right ok. gavin got the same treatment i got. everytime we ask, she'd either change topic, where i mean, really obviously changing a topic or she just go no lah, i put for fun or what lah. and im like so sick already. that i dont even bother. she could answer and say probably like, ya im with him. and ask me not to ask her. need she lie? even someone saw them tgt, holding hands and yet she tell me what? she was just disturbing the person that saw them.. like damn, why she turned this way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even best friends lie, so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115150785056332942?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115150785056332942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115150785056332942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115150785056332942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115150785056332942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-funny-how-friendship-survives.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115142885141215306</id><published>2006-06-28T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T01:20:51.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. somehow or rather, im done with this blog. managed to figure out how to shift the posts here and not make it remain on the other side. been figuring out how til YEAH, i succeeded. muahahaha. im so smart.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115142885141215306?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115142885141215306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115142885141215306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115142885141215306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115142885141215306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30322404.post-115140082940899265</id><published>2006-06-27T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:35:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super irritated with the blog's encoding. ARGHS. wanted to move ther post to the other side but i cant! super pissed off..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30322404-115140082940899265?l=mysugar-rush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/feeds/115140082940899265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30322404&amp;postID=115140082940899265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115140082940899265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30322404/posts/default/115140082940899265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysugar-rush.blogspot.com/2006/06/super-irritated-with-blogs-encoding.html' title=''/><author><name>♥jacqueline -*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833003639148432237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
