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href="http://melancholynotes.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://melancholynotes.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have, moved on from blogger.&lt;br /&gt;maybe livejournal will be a better place for me to vent all my frustration at.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;nobody reads my blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-1483545618741321143?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/1483545618741321143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=1483545618741321143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/1483545618741321143'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RkXXtDeimQI/AAAAAAAAADE/Wb_ozJOxW4c/s320/DSC06469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marina kenny rogers and changi airport yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got my kbox poster, im friggin happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to meet stef and huishi at cityhall station, then trained down to changi airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camwhore quite a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to go to japan, so badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wished that we had the time to see the stars at the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, mr ezal's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i felt so damn stupid wearing that kimono top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other girls wore something so casual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skirt, shirt, jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nobody wore such a gay top like mineeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i could have worn shorts and have gotten away with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, dinner with char and chu at jp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played gacha-pon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got the gun i want. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to eat at pizza place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i owe chu $5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;came home, missed that's so raven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bathed, came online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw stuff i really wished i hadnt see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why is it, everytime when i come online, we always end up talking about the stuff i do not wish to talk about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stuff about the two of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhh, someone kill me please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-4794146387950393119</id><published>2007-05-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:40:11.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im having a very hard time breathing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of mid years today, but i feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;im not as excited as i was in the past.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;could this be age catching up on meeee?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the banana twins, kandace, caiyun, shiyi and cheryl went for sakura today.&lt;br /&gt;or at least, we were suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;but end up, the buffet ended at 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;and we got there at 2.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;ate at suki instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caiyun got mad, since whatever we wanted was almost out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;:/ ate lots of sashimi, got into many coughing fits.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i miss my health.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, walked to hmv with banana twinnnn!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;shiyi went home, kandace and caiyun went to taka, cheryl tagged along with them since she needs to go to the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to get many metal songs into ryuk.&lt;br /&gt;trying to find many, at least.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha, went home with twin after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's pretty much, horrid.&lt;br /&gt;since im so sicccccck.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;resting at home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then chevrons on fridayyyy!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and my fahrenheit posters from kbox!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4794146387950393119?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5882162321092240596</id><published>2007-05-08T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:38:44.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im feeling worse today.&lt;br /&gt;broke a test tube during practical, messed up quite a bit in the paper.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying in the performing arts room was kinda fun, when you come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;playing those random games with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;and talking random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jp with banana two, char and shuwen.&lt;br /&gt;i was coughing real badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train stopped at dover, all the sp students board the train.&lt;br /&gt;and uh, char told me to go over to her side of the train.&lt;br /&gt;she was there with rajesh, fenny, syakir, dionel, natalie and jia en.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;and when i had to, create a pathway for me to walk, i was coughing my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;im a maggot that spreads virus.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;im saddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard for me to let go,&lt;br /&gt;every little action which showed that the two of them would break up makes my hopes go up.&lt;br /&gt;whyyyy, will someone tell me why is it so hard for me to let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hannah Montana - If We Were A Movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh&lt;br /&gt;There you go again talking cinematic&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you!&lt;br /&gt;You're charming, got everybody star struck.&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;How you always seem to go&lt;br /&gt;For the obvious instead of me&lt;br /&gt;But get a ticket and you'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If we were a movie&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the right guy&lt;br /&gt;And I'd be the best friend that you fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;In the end we'd be laughing&lt;br /&gt;Watching the sunset&lt;br /&gt;Fade to black&lt;br /&gt;Show the names&lt;br /&gt;Play the happy song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it in your voice&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see me&lt;br /&gt;And tell me all about her&lt;br /&gt;La la&lt;br /&gt;I'll be acting through my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;That I should win&lt;br /&gt;An Oscar for the scene I'm in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could tell you there's a twist&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of hero in disguise&lt;br /&gt;And we're together&lt;br /&gt;It's for real&lt;br /&gt;Now playing&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could tell you there's a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Like something more than in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I see it&lt;br /&gt;Could be amazing (could be amazing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avril Lavigne - When You're Gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cried&lt;br /&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;And the bed where you lie is made up on your side&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone the face I came to know is missing too&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone ht words I need to hear&lt;br /&gt;To always get me through the day&lt;br /&gt;And make it ok&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And they smell just like you, I love the things you do&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were made for each other&lt;br /&gt;Out here forever&lt;br /&gt;I know we were made for each other&lt;br /&gt;Out here forever&lt;br /&gt;I know we were&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do I give my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5882162321092240596?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5882162321092240596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5882162321092240596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5882162321092240596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5882162321092240596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-feeling-worse-today.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6646750789261584669</id><published>2007-05-07T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:43:26.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tanning today.&lt;br /&gt;im still feeling kinda woozy from the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its really not good to take an exam when you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;i was counting on my chemistry paper to help pull up my science grades,&lt;br /&gt;since my answers for the physics paper were half-answered.&lt;br /&gt;but then, since im sick now, i cant process anything in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i cant see things as it is.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;and i forgotten to bring my phone to school today.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practical tomorrow, hopefully it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy, tanning today with char, stef, nicole and vic!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i have a seaweed empireeee!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a *.&lt;br /&gt;kyahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt take the heat, i love the water.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go tanning anymore.&lt;br /&gt;at least, not for now.&lt;br /&gt;when im all woozy.&lt;br /&gt;char lent me money again for bk.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THE VENOM TOY!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and uh, saw faris and louis at bk.&lt;br /&gt;found out that * is a *.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA, im pretty shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vivocity has the "wall" of gacha-pon.&lt;br /&gt;the entire wall was filled with them!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to recover before the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope to be blessed with more money now.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is uh, the video i took on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;kyahehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X8Q3gA43svs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X8Q3gA43svs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE STUFF TO ASK CHARRR!&lt;br /&gt;CHARRR COME ONLINEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-2591190698566888361</id><published>2007-05-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:38:56.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im having feverrrrr, everything around me is woozy.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having sore throat, fever and flu.&lt;br /&gt;chem paper tomorrow, then tanning with char, nicole and vic.&lt;br /&gt;i was watching the video i filmed yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that someone's camera cautious.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is random.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i havent actually studied for the paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'll need to bring my roll of toilet paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;my nose is dripping real badly.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-4725561855143417003</id><published>2007-05-05T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:54:56.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, was kinda crappy.&lt;br /&gt;spiderman 3 was boring, and i think that peter parker looked like hitler with floppy fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late, bought mnms.&lt;br /&gt;then bought the tickets at ps, for the show at tiong.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;then went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;i bought sprite, mixed with gin.&lt;br /&gt;drank, turned red.&lt;br /&gt;head was throbbing, and face was damn red.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uh, grass and the rest went to the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed outside, since i dont play arcade and i wasnt feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;stayed outside, played emo songs.&lt;br /&gt;needed to puke, and i puked it all out.&lt;br /&gt;i was so emo today, puking made it all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie sucks, went to "play pool".&lt;br /&gt;i just watched la, and i kinda regret turning down that creature's offer.&lt;br /&gt;he offered to teach me how to play pool, but i turned it down.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;went home, told kt that next time if there's any outings in future, do not forget not to invite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have changed so much that i dont feel like i fit in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i never did, and i was trying so hard to.&lt;br /&gt;i have no common topics with them.&lt;br /&gt;i went out with the mindset of being happy, trying to catch up here and there.&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up coming home all emo, with the thinking that i should not go out with them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking, since people come to this world alone and they leave alone.&lt;br /&gt;there's really not much need for friends.&lt;br /&gt;friends come and go, i see myself growing old, ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;even if i get a boyfriend in future, everyone will really pity him.&lt;br /&gt;he will have to suffer from all my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;from being all hyper, to being all emo.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;and it changes by the hour, that's how unstable i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn damn emo now.&lt;br /&gt;nothing will make me happppyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;not even mnms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but salmon sashimi, oysters and prawns might.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4725561855143417003?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4725561855143417003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>like what doro and char said, my blog is dead. &lt;div&gt;i dont really have any intention of updating it, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im having my mid years, and i like exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you get to stay in the hall, you dont move around the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you dont really get caught for attire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND! you end school a lot earlier than usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those are probably the only good things of having exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im pretty sure i'll fail english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;borderline pass for sciences and chinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;borderline fail for fnn, humans and mathematics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in other words, i think/believe that im pretty screwed up this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spider man 3 tmr, and doro will save me from that nightmare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to play with my finger puppets tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bringing my alcohol there tomorrow, just in case i see something i wish i hadnt seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is probably the only way mao will ever get updated on my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore im going to post a picture, maybe i'll start posting pictures from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... i just realised, that i havent actually taken any pictures of myself these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im going to show you my favourite shirt instead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RjtU3jeimPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1l_YI222IuU/s1600-h/roorocks;681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060731919673759986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RjtU3jeimPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1l_YI222IuU/s320/roorocks%3B681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought another F.O.S green vintage old school shirt today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to get a life, really badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my days revolve around gasha-pon, crunchyroll, nickelodeon, disney channel, ramen, old chang kee, mid yrs, day dreams, imm and uh, the thoughts of you-know-what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, i cant wait for mid yrs to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma going for sakura, suki, kbox/chevrons after mid yrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ive updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-345247123931549216?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>one paper down, many many many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;and after my mid years, kbox, suki, sakura and spiderman 3 awaits meee!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, im kinda emo.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;now i owe char $6.&lt;br /&gt;$5 for gasha pon.&lt;br /&gt;$1 for nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;i need help.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5939662188956827338?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5939662188956827338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5939662188956827338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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more mnms.&lt;br /&gt;and dance got bronze for SYF, just as i had cursed.&lt;br /&gt;im avoiding him.&lt;br /&gt;and im still not talking to that creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want soya bean milk.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;marsha marsha marshmallow.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4030741807534546914?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4030741807534546914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=4030741807534546914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4030741807534546914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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didnt pay it back, the bank wants to take back the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, he has been eyeing on my reserve money.&lt;br /&gt;my reserve money, comes from the extra cash that was suppose to pay my phone bills.&lt;br /&gt;eg, if my limit is suppose to be $50, and my bill is only $30, i get the extra $20 in my reserve.&lt;br /&gt;and now, that fucking lowlife is eyeing on it.&lt;br /&gt;he wants MY DAD to use that money to buy another insurance policy from him.&lt;br /&gt;(my brother's an insurance agent.)&lt;br /&gt;and my dad told him that the money belongs to me, and he's not allowed to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;so now, my dad HAVE TO/IS BEING MADE TO/IS FORCED TO pay hundred over more for that stupid policy that my brother bought before telling him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's just using the family as a last resort to fulfil his quota every month.&lt;br /&gt;the money he earns, should be from the clients he find himself.&lt;br /&gt;and not the family he belongs to.&lt;br /&gt;he's 26, but he hasnt actually given my parents any money since he started working.&lt;br /&gt;and me, only 17, i am already burdened with the responsibilities that HE as a working adult and eldest son should fulfil.&lt;br /&gt;its not my problem that he's a smoker.&lt;br /&gt;the money he earns are used for all kinds of stupid purposes.&lt;br /&gt;buy cigarettes, entertain stupid clients, "pay for petrol" etc.&lt;br /&gt;the car that he drives, is bought under my dad's name.&lt;br /&gt;and instead of my dad driving, he's driving instead.&lt;br /&gt;and he doesnt give my dad any money to pay the car loan.&lt;br /&gt;and now, he even needs my dad to get him the POSB everyday card, just so he can get discount from petrol.&lt;br /&gt;he's the kind of guy who should not be given a drivers license.&lt;br /&gt;he gets the license, he thinks he's the one who should be driving the car.&lt;br /&gt;he takes off with the car, and doesnt pay the car loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feel bad for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;he's over 50, suppose to be retiring soon.&lt;br /&gt;but his son, at age 26, is still giving him trouble.&lt;br /&gt;trying to exploit him whenever the opportunity arises.&lt;br /&gt;my dad has to pay for the house, the bills, the car loan and the insurance policies that my brother "sold" him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad has to clean up all my brother's dirty businesses.&lt;br /&gt;my brother got caught speeding, my dad's the one that gets the demerit points.&lt;br /&gt;my brother takes up the loan, my dad's house is the one that gets confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;my brother runs out of cigarettes, he takes from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;my brother does not have enough in his annual income, he turns to my dad to get him the posb everyday card, just so he can get discount on petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cheap can my brother get.&lt;br /&gt;and this is what he told me.&lt;br /&gt;"you have no fucking right to scold me, get that in your fucking head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe, that everyone in the world, have the right to scold him.&lt;br /&gt;just look at the pathetic state he is in now.&lt;br /&gt;HE, is the one that have no right to scold me at all.&lt;br /&gt;let alone use vulgarities on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother, and my mother are of the same..&lt;br /&gt;wait, correction.&lt;br /&gt;THAT creature and my mother are of the same species.&lt;br /&gt;money-face, lowlife, cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one eyes on my money.&lt;br /&gt;another, expects me to give her money when im not even working.&lt;br /&gt;self-centred, lowlife scumbags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i have death note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, it was suppose to be a great day today.&lt;br /&gt;but then, miss ong told me something i wish i didnt hear.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, cried in school like, 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once during chapel.&lt;br /&gt;3 times after school.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cry during class, but then, how could i.&lt;br /&gt;i would be labelled as someone trying to seek attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but it really hurts when that creature said "get that in your fucking head" to me.&lt;br /&gt;he told me to "stop fucking me up."&lt;br /&gt;and i told him "who the fuck wants to fuck you up."&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thats my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this feeling that he thinks that i like him.&lt;br /&gt;which is totally not true, because i only like his looks.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-7085872677165770914?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/7085872677165770914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=7085872677165770914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7085872677165770914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7085872677165770914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-person-i-would-even-want-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-1637997249977623600</id><published>2007-04-22T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T20:20:53.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grocery shopping, got caught in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;yay me.&lt;br /&gt;i want a maggot.&lt;br /&gt;and im not feeling fine, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fnn practical tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-1637997249977623600?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/1637997249977623600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=1637997249977623600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/1637997249977623600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shopping for groceries tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried last night.&lt;br /&gt;and it felt kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;all the anger, anxiety, frustration blah blah blah, just all let out.&lt;br /&gt;too bad it only lasted for a good 15 minutes of my life.&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes only, that's not exactly the amount im suppose to let out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt good for that night, it was easier for me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;until my eyes became all puffy.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i need to cry out somemore.&lt;br /&gt;i just need something to trigger the waterworks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive become so emo, i think everyone around me is getting annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;shu is always there, trying to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;making me feel happy with all the imaginary planning we're doing for the june holidays.&lt;br /&gt;char stares, and asks me over and over whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i tell her, sometimes there's no point in telling when everyone knows about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody's ever free to go out with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and im too broke to go out with anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss going out with kt and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;we're not exactly a clique.&lt;br /&gt;maybe there was, just that im not exactly a part of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home after school everyday from now on.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till the end of mid years.&lt;br /&gt;kbox, suki, sakura and china!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to start packing.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;im a paedophile, and i go for looks.&lt;br /&gt;there's a certain someone in school who makes me smile all the time.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe life's not so bad afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-2595693058950972083?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-155995518420822594</id><published>2007-04-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:47:44.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;am i really that mentally unstable?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imm with the cheena people, again.&lt;br /&gt;ate ramen, and became officially flat broke.&lt;br /&gt;im not going to have any cash till next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char, chu and tian hang played gacha-pon.&lt;br /&gt;i watched them play, and stuff was going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i destroyed 2 hentai figurines, that's how powerful i am.&lt;br /&gt;probably.&lt;br /&gt;then i got emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those 2 hentai figurines, reminded me of her.&lt;br /&gt;and when i was destroying them, i was treating them as if they were her.&lt;br /&gt;showed no mercy, and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and i was, thinking of killing someone after destroying those figurines.&lt;br /&gt;that's how unstable i am.&lt;br /&gt;one moment laughing, one moment sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of the most disgusting way of killing someone.&lt;br /&gt;i did want to drag that person down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont really want to go in details.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda need new songs.&lt;br /&gt;and fnn practical is next monday.&lt;br /&gt;need to get ingredients and uh, a new pair of school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im about to become a paedophile.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;giggling over this guy, 2 years younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;its so wrong, but i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;im a paedophile that goes for looks.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little children should stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can finally cry again.&lt;br /&gt;after all these while, being unable to cry.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda feels great to cry everything out.&lt;br /&gt;but it sucks, because my eyes are going to be swollen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;mum told me she wont be going to sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;going to hk instead and she'll take me there at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;i told her forget it.&lt;br /&gt;travelling is now a very sensitive issue for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching my friends, going to the countries ive been dying to go to.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks watching them enjoy, and your parents not being able to afford to take you travel around the world.&lt;br /&gt;i cant buy anything i like, without them nagging behind.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been to disneyland,&lt;br /&gt;i haven seen anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;and i honestly believe that i will not be able to do anything i wish unless i earn my own money and pay it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;i no longer, want to depend on my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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to eat insects.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im just, really really really angry with everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and going home straight after school everyday is a good thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to eat swedish meatballs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been blushing everytime i walk pass ykw lookalike.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like some paedophile, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;ive been labelled as mentally unstable by char and ykw.&lt;br /&gt;and even minky thinks that i need to get professional help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im about to lose my house because my brother borrowed money from the bank and hasnt actually repaid the debt.&lt;br /&gt;and so the bank wants to claim the house back since he's living here.&lt;br /&gt;but the house is under my dad's name.&lt;br /&gt;things are getting fucking complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that mao was still in fmss, i really need someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;its a wee bit unfortunate that i havent been able to find someone that i can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;someone like mao.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been going for counseling sessions.&lt;br /&gt;maybe my counselor thinks this im more or less ok with life already.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish that i was still in express, i would be graduating with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;maybe life wont be so fucked up if i was still in express.&lt;br /&gt;i know this is really not the time to think of such bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;my o level chinese paper is in 40 days time.&lt;br /&gt;my fnn practical is next monday, mid years start next friday and i have my o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go to china, i want to go to spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully its before spotlight officially close down.&lt;br /&gt;i want to get wool, cloth and knitting needles.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish that life wasnt so fucked up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have a craving for chocolate milk and uh, justea green tea with lemon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-3038057062551496441?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/3038057062551496441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=3038057062551496441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/3038057062551496441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/3038057062551496441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/lifes-such-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-8559593290684269676</id><published>2007-04-16T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T08:23:32.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i have reached a new level of emo-ness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this guy that looks like, ykw on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;-kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa~-&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, char says that he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;chu said that he looks nicer now.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;and im emo because this means that she has a cute bf now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and doro thinks that i should give up on ykw and go for him instead.&lt;br /&gt;apparently he's in the same class as doro.&lt;br /&gt;so he's like, 2 years younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im emooo.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-8559593290684269676?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/8559593290684269676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=8559593290684269676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8559593290684269676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8559593290684269676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-reached-new-level-of-emo-ness.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-3803887864539162479</id><published>2007-04-13T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:35:45.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>roo's bruised and full of holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was just like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;had classes, rushing through last minute homework.&lt;br /&gt;char made a last minute decision to eat fish and co since she was suppose to be going to tianhang's house to play LOTR on playstation.&lt;br /&gt;so uh, the cheena people went down to IMM for fish and co and GACHAPON!&lt;br /&gt;chu, roo, char, tian hang.&lt;br /&gt;YAY US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, ate peri peri prawns.&lt;br /&gt;and had a major bitching session.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and played gacha pon.&lt;br /&gt;and for the first try, I GOT ROO!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;then uh, i got a lot of other random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and im particularly emo about a certain really adorable item i got which turned out to be some defect.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched bits of DOA, nice movieeee.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;sigh, if only they have the bleach figurines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life have been pretty much wasted on such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-3803887864539162479?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5725774988426345354</id><published>2007-04-12T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:54:02.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the shit stuck in me really became a solid concrete block.&lt;br /&gt;had a bad tummy ache during pe, but i uh, kinda controlled it.&lt;br /&gt;so it wasnt so bad till i finished lunch.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it was friggin hard.&lt;br /&gt;so like, there was blood.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, china, not allowed to eat insects.&lt;br /&gt;not allowed to wear fbt.&lt;br /&gt;not allowed to choose our room partners.&lt;br /&gt;boooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda said in front of mr ow's face that he's a turn off.&lt;br /&gt;well honestly, who wants to sleep in the same room as him?!&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it kinda came out the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;no idea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent actually been told of counseling this week.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5725774988426345354?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5725774988426345354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5725774988426345354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5725774988426345354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5725774988426345354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/shit-stuck-in-me-really-became-solid.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6158484899464547369</id><published>2007-04-11T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:14:40.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my toe hurts, and i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;self-branded myself quite a bit today.&lt;br /&gt;lalala, went home straight after school.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like going home early, the bus is almost empty.&lt;br /&gt;even if there are passengers, they are mostly those from acjc.&lt;br /&gt;and going home straight after school, means lesser new town passengers.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not really infested with people.&lt;br /&gt;and thats a good thing on a day when you're not exactly happy.&lt;br /&gt;china briefing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;kinda looking forward to it, no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because, IM GOING TO CHINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are no insects for me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new favourite song.&lt;br /&gt;:/ for now.&lt;br /&gt;its rescue me by mink!&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;like, A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat oysters and sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-6158484899464547369?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/6158484899464547369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i think im really losing it.&lt;br /&gt;im so emo to the extent that char has labelled me as mentally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;ive been drawing undead people, namely me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to char who taught me how to draw the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;im just, so emo.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, im probably going to lose all sorts of emotion until i finally realise what is the cause of everything.&lt;br /&gt;it might be because of him, it might not be.&lt;br /&gt;char thinks im denying it,&lt;br /&gt;and i think so too.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is, maybe it isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i need help.&lt;br /&gt;i want to, inflict pain on someone.&lt;br /&gt;i want to, kill something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there might be no insects for me to eat during service learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-731786886813899453?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6087015376382486809</id><published>2007-04-09T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T21:45:43.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im emo, and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i hate mondays, i always get hungry while doing fnn coursework.&lt;br /&gt;and i always end up searching for food pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sashimi, sushi, omurice, burger, fries)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so hungry i think i'll dieeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;ate pizza hut today, and i didnt get down to studying.&lt;br /&gt;i must must must start studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;even if i really want to go for S2E.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAR!&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;roo wants to tell you that SHE REALLY REALLY WANTS TO STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roo's emo for no rhyme or reason.&lt;br /&gt;im emo, and i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;roo's emoooo.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-6087015376382486809?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/6087015376382486809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=6087015376382486809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6087015376382486809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6087015376382486809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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took over the business.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, everything selling at her new shop comes from the old stock.&lt;br /&gt;and its a steal.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;earrings from $9.90-$39.90 per pair, to now 3 for $10 a pair.&lt;br /&gt;and they are so so gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also that, clearance sale.&lt;br /&gt;one pair of earrings for 50CENTS.&lt;br /&gt;and i bought 3 of them.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is kinda, confirming with the lady, whether there are anymore stocks for the other 3 pairs i picked.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;therefore i need a new earring stand.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a great day for earring shopping.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the number of smilies on my post today!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im one happy happy girl, for now.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out shopping with kt ytd.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes felt very uncomfortable ytd,&lt;br /&gt;it just felt like i cried for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;the eyelids look and feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lady at kbox didnt bring the posters.&lt;br /&gt;:/ and im kinda embarrassed to go back and ask her for it.&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 shirts, one from I.P zone, and the other from one of the shops at the fashion playground.&lt;br /&gt;both are brown, and one of it has a cow printed on it!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of getting the black and red one.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;bought a cig case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to funan, played gacha-pon.&lt;br /&gt;got the limited edition mickey.&lt;br /&gt;and the white ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;all im left is the fries.&lt;br /&gt;but the fries are so rare, AND ITS NOT EVEN LIMITED EDITION.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;all sorts of shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;and im emo.&lt;br /&gt;i think about how i was behaving on the court during frisbee,&lt;br /&gt;and i am very very very embarrassed to say that i was an utter disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;im not even the star player, i only managed to touch the frisbee for like 5 times or so.&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i was screaming my head off, flicking the finger everytime queency misses a goal.&lt;br /&gt;i think if there was a female substitute,&lt;br /&gt;the group really wont hesitate to replace me since they wanted to replace me with rumi.&lt;br /&gt;but rumi was a guy, so i had to kept in the team.&lt;br /&gt;im an utterly disgraceful, uncultured swine.&lt;br /&gt;and i think ive gotten over him, and we're just friends now.&lt;br /&gt;im emo, and he did ask about it.&lt;br /&gt;he asked whether it was about romance or studies.&lt;br /&gt;i cant go about telling him that the guy i like is with my good friend, and that guy is you.&lt;br /&gt;that's why im emo.&lt;br /&gt;its just, wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i should just stop being such a bitch,&lt;br /&gt;stop feeling all emo because they are together, because he really like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(probably)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a bad time of my life, and i dont even know the reason why.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-8839481891154311491?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/8839481891154311491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=8839481891154311491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8839481891154311491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8839481891154311491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/roos-emo-shit-happens-but-my-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RheeiVwIH3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/CW0RG4rqOTg/s72-c/roorocks%3B668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-7599498376226897391</id><published>2007-04-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:14:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;sunburnt, exhausted, dehydrated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT CHAMPIONS OF FRISBEE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, had that event thingy at east coast.&lt;br /&gt;SAT ON THE BUS WITH CHAR!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;ROO IS HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really want to stick to char, like forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or at least till the year ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, arrived at east coast, briefing took "forever".&lt;br /&gt;my water was like, half gone by the time we sat down on the mat, getting ready for all the matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first match against 4H,&lt;br /&gt;they were, kinda violent.&lt;br /&gt;but at least, they are normal and they did apologise after that.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we won, 3-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second match against 4A,&lt;br /&gt;rajesh's fingers got crushed by a certain someone.&lt;br /&gt;we won, 6-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we were uh, in semi-finals, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;cant really remember who else we played with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last match, for the top two,&lt;br /&gt;against 4H again, rajesh got mad at a certain guy.&lt;br /&gt;and threatened to punch him.&lt;br /&gt;the captain complained, referee came in.&lt;br /&gt;made them both shake hands and talk peace.&lt;br /&gt;back to the game.&lt;br /&gt;we won, 7-1.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ME, and i got to touch the frisbee more than 5 times today.&lt;br /&gt;im happy.&lt;br /&gt;and we won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain someone kept complaining about this guy who was being so violent during table soccer.&lt;br /&gt;im not supporting violence.&lt;br /&gt;neither am i against it, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;the principal said that the sec 4 and 5s were serious about winning.&lt;br /&gt;so i wont mind the violence for table soccer to be just kicking it harder so that the ball gets over to your member's side.&lt;br /&gt;but i will mind the violence, as in intentionally wanting to hurt your opponents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;with that certain person.&lt;br /&gt;roo wants to stick with char, and leave them behind.&lt;br /&gt;roo wants to go far far away, away from those people.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-7599498376226897391?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/7599498376226897391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=7599498376226897391' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow will be a better day, i hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to sit with char on the bus tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and im going for steamboat tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, sometimes, guys really dont matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to the maritimes thingy.&lt;br /&gt;there were uh, 3 others schools that came along.&lt;br /&gt;some guy won an ipod shuffle,&lt;br /&gt;carmelle and rajesh and 2 other girls from sajc won movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish, that i wasnt so emo.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt even thinking straight when he was talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;there are times when i wish that i could just tell my councilor everything.&lt;br /&gt;but something's holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;its either, my councilor keeps harping on the same topic,&lt;br /&gt;or i just dont wish to let anyone know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to cry it all out,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, my tears wont come out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4461132886365650451?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4461132886365650451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=4461132886365650451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4461132886365650451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4461132886365650451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/emoooooo.html' title='emoooooo.'/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-2365583624831204526</id><published>2007-04-03T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:29:44.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo roo, again.</title><content type='html'>im emo.&lt;br /&gt;im emo, and pissed.&lt;br /&gt;mmmhmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-2365583624831204526?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/2365583624831204526/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-7395819867918543478</id><published>2007-04-01T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:49:49.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i can say this forever.</title><content type='html'>YAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, is a really really great day.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact that i cut my hair, therefore my fringe is gone and the brown parts of my hair are gone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the goods things that have happened today are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i found my iriver.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i did part of my social studies mind map.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have secured a job for myself after my o levels.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ATE DINNER WHEN I WAS DYING OF STARVATION.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ATE LADYSFINGER AND LOTS AND LOTS OF GARLIC FOR DINNER!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AND I CHARGED RYUK!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should look at the good things in life.&lt;br /&gt;but there's always this stupid chris daughtry song and one of the lines in his song goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TRY TO SEE THE GOOD IN LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;BUT GOOD THINGS IN LIFE ARE HARD TO FIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh, i guess i will be farting a lot soon.&lt;br /&gt;and i will either poop at home, or in school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh, detox is great, but not when you're doing it in school.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things that made me, not so happy.&lt;br /&gt;im just, trying not to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO GO TO KBOX!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;but im having a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls on the floor, IN PAIN*&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBOX, and i have a craving for prawns, pizza, MORE SUSHI and uh, i kinda miss eating fries.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANT TO WATCH THE REAPING AND MR BEANS HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now roo's not that hyper/happy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-7395819867918543478?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/7395819867918543478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=7395819867918543478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7395819867918543478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7395819867918543478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-can-say-this-forever.html' title='i think i can say this forever.'/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-2084936936583116419</id><published>2007-03-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:16:17.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;life is good,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you play gacha-pon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and get either the stuff that you want,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or the stuff you havent got.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT NOT WHEN YOU GET THE SAME THING,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVER AND OVER AGAIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i thought you said forever, over and over~!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes,&lt;br /&gt;today, is indeed another fruitful friday.&lt;br /&gt;fridays are the BEST days of the week,&lt;br /&gt;unless its school holidays, which makes everyday the best day of the week!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was, normal.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;:/ nothing significant happened, or maybe something did happen.&lt;br /&gt;but i forgotten about it.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the dayy!&lt;br /&gt;counting down to bell ring!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;(wake me up, when chemistry ends~!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was raining, so im uh, not my usual self.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went off to funan with char and chu!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, char went to eat yakun kaya toast.&lt;br /&gt;went to gamescore to play gacha-pon!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and uh, i got almost everything, except the fries and the limited edition one.&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT ANOTHER CAR, HANDPHONE AND APPLE!&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;lucky, char's there for me to make a swappp.&lt;br /&gt;now i got the chick, apple, panda, mickey, 2 HP and 2 CARS!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i want the fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its bullshit when char said that "this means you'll have a great life, having 2 cars and 2 cellphones."&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;and uh, what they said when i accidently drop the cellphone, "AIYA, YOU'RE RICH ENOUGH LA, YOU HAVE ANOTHER PHONE ANYWAY, at home."&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE FRIESSS.&lt;br /&gt;IT ANNOYS MEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;ROO NOT HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially when naruto and bleach they had to end at the beginning of the most exciting part.&lt;br /&gt;like "grrrrrrr! WHY DO THEY HAVE TO STOP HERE!?"&lt;br /&gt;when renji, matsumoto and hitsugaya are able to use their powers to the fullest, it had to end.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;they should make bleach a 2-hour episode.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;and memories of nobody, subbed, wont be out till july!&lt;br /&gt;GAH, ROO NOT HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;AT ALLL.&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ate uh takopachi AND CHOCOLATE FONDANT!&lt;br /&gt;and i tried the sausage bacon thingy.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im just really glad that i have a posb card.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, im not really happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;i'll either spend the cash when im broke,&lt;br /&gt;or spend the cash when im not broke.&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to get more money and to play more gacha-pon at funan!&lt;br /&gt;HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PLAY THE BLEACH MACHINE!&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why havent we been talking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;roo's angry.&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/27356338-4900462149033049549?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4900462149033049549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=4900462149033049549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4900462149033049549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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5 sets of ika, 2 sets of gyoza, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;i really puked out, like 4-5 times.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach inflated so much, i look like im 5 months pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;and i was suppose to be on a diet.&lt;br /&gt;GAH, i want to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get lots of stuff from lot 1!&lt;br /&gt;and i want to get a cigerette casing.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;shopping, and no more sushi.&lt;br /&gt;like eww, sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;i lost interest.&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat subway.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5826056802612199567?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5826056802612199567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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slowly getting closure,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess its really over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im finally getting better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im one happier girl.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;im over him, or at least, im trying to convince myself that.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out, and turn more machines.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with kt on good friday!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;should i, should i go for the 5th april thing?&lt;br /&gt;or should i go for the east coast thingy?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanting you to be wanting me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no, that aint no way to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how i feel, read my lips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because im so over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im so moving on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and its my time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you never were a friend of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hurt at first, a little bit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now im so over,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im so over it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5412251973668220453?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5412251973668220453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5412251973668220453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5412251973668220453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5412251973668220453'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;first week of school has proven to be more of annoyance than stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out lots of bullshit about that certain girl,&lt;br /&gt;classmates have been annoying me,&lt;br /&gt;i have let that matter get to me,&lt;br /&gt;i had the worst service provided at jp toyrus,&lt;br /&gt;my diet plan hasnt actually worked,&lt;br /&gt;for geisha-pon(?), i churned out 3 of the same nightmare before christmas bag,&lt;br /&gt;and i got that tamagochi torchlight that looks like a pokemon, AND ITS PINK.&lt;br /&gt;also, there was 2.4km running test,&lt;br /&gt;im being put into captain ball substitute for that event on 5th april,&lt;br /&gt;miss thio was pmsing and wanted to book me for eating candy in her class,&lt;br /&gt;miss ong was also pmsing and booked me for not bringing my physics worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;AND, I WASNT ABLE TO GO ONLINE TILL LATE LAST NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pretty much sums up my entire week.&lt;br /&gt;im suppose to be out by now, tanning with char and swee.&lt;br /&gt;but then my mum wanted me to go collect my passport, so i cancelled on them.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, in the morning, i received an sms from my mum.&lt;br /&gt;and she says she'll go collect it for me on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;now my skin is bad, my mood's foul and im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(relax roooooo~!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entire week,&lt;br /&gt;a______ has been talking to me,&lt;br /&gt;asking me for foolscap paper,&lt;br /&gt;copying what i do when i write notes,&lt;br /&gt;showing that really really disgusting face,&lt;br /&gt;and he sat on my seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group of friends im hanging out with in class kinda piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;that i can cope,&lt;br /&gt;its just the guy sitting in front of me that bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of what had happen was rather insignificant,&lt;br /&gt;except for what had happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, was just like any other friday.&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for the bell to ring, so char and i can rush off to jp for fish and co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(CLAM/SEAFOOD CHOWDER! &gt;:D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were bitching about certain people on the way there,&lt;br /&gt;at least, i was in a great mood.&lt;br /&gt;ate fish and co, talked even more.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to toysrus for geisha-pon!&lt;br /&gt;turning stuff out makes you happy,&lt;br /&gt;or at least, it was suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday's experience, i do not, ever ever ever want to go back to jp's toyrus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char turned out a pumpkin bag and that strawberry thingy that i had wanted.&lt;br /&gt;and i, i turned out 3 of the same christmas bag, 2 rather adorable skellington bag, 1 heart charm, which i have no idea what its suppose to be lucky for, 2 monsters inc stickers,  a tamagochi torchlight that looks like that annoying flower pokemon that dances in groups of 3 and to top it off, that torchlight's pink.&lt;br /&gt;PINK PINK PINK!&lt;br /&gt;im not a big fan of pink.&lt;br /&gt;i was, but no longer.&lt;br /&gt;GAH, it annoys me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if it annoyed me so much, it still wasnt as bad as that sales person working at toysrus.&lt;br /&gt;char and i went into toysrus, and we had to deposit our bags, regardless or not whether we wanted to deposit it ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to deposit it, changed for coins and went to start turning stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;everything till here was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;then i got mad, because no matter what i do, i just cant get the pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i got annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;and char needed to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;char went for relieving herself, and i went to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came back, and this old fart, named kimfong came and this is how the conversation goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ofkf- old fart kim fong,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k- karina (that bitch),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r- roo (supreme being of evil, and was in a very foul mood.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c- char (the one i was tagging along with.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofkf: DID YOU DEPOSIT YOUR BAGS JUST NOW?&lt;br /&gt;r: uh, ya.&lt;br /&gt;ofkf: YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSE TO DEPOSIT YOUR BAGS AND GO OUT SHOPPING, THAT GIRL OVER THERE WANTED TO SCOLD YOU!&lt;br /&gt;-pointed at that bitch, k-&lt;br /&gt;c: -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;r: oh, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these, because we needed the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;so fine, we apologised. &lt;em&gt;(i think.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went around walking in toyrus.&lt;br /&gt;THEN, THAT BITCH CAME AND BANGED INTO CHAR.&lt;br /&gt;CHAR APOLOGISED AND THAT K DIDNT EVEN FUCKING BOTHER TO APOLOGISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has absolutely no manners, and im pretty sure she has no proper upbringing.&lt;br /&gt;she's working as a sales person, a smile on the face is a must.&lt;br /&gt;you must always be patient to the customers and you have absolutely no right to scold anybody.&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters worse, she's working at toysrus, its a children's departmental store.&lt;br /&gt;how could she give that kind of attitude to the customers there, she will traumatise all the little kids there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, after all that, char and i went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;read like 11/13 of a book.&lt;br /&gt;and chu came!&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to jp for more geisha-pon.&lt;br /&gt;and at that time, chu was pissed off because of some other matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to toysrus,&lt;br /&gt;and this was what that k said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k: you're not allowed to deposit your bags here and run off after that, if you do it again, i wont hesitate to throw your belongings away.&lt;br /&gt;r: but we just went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;-grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;char didnt hear it, but chu and i did.&lt;br /&gt;chu went to change for money and we started to turn stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;chu got 2 toys story, so i swapped with her! :D&lt;br /&gt;then hmmm, i went to change for money with chu for the second time,&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, it was still ok, because there was this really nice, or at least&lt;strong&gt; i thought she was nice&lt;/strong&gt;, person who helped us change.&lt;br /&gt;and that girl asked, did they change money just now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND K ANSWERED, yeaaaah~, in a really hostile tone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we used the money up.&lt;br /&gt;and we decided to change $4 more.&lt;br /&gt;i took the money and was queueing up to change money.&lt;br /&gt;i waited and waited,&lt;br /&gt;then this guy in front of me wanted to change money too.&lt;br /&gt;but that girl, the one i thought was nice, she changed for him, and she gave me THAT LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;and she ignored me and carried on with her work.&lt;br /&gt;then that k, she was wrapping presents for the customers, with a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when it was my turn to change for money, she scowled and said in a really really annoyed tone, "I HAVE NO MORE $1 COINS FOR YOU TO CHANGE."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she annoyed me, annoyed me so much.&lt;br /&gt;i went to change with this really nice lady at the DIY art section.&lt;br /&gt;but she only had 2 coins, but still she changed it with us.&lt;br /&gt;gah, i was so annoyed that i cracked one of the balls.&lt;br /&gt;and the plastic cut my hand.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously going to lodge a complain.&lt;br /&gt;she's definitely one person working in toysrus that deserves to be shot at with a machine gun and a bazooka.&lt;br /&gt;HMPH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i want to say, before i blow even more.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-1371904215869609473</id><published>2007-03-18T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:12:26.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im annoyed with my brother,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it seems that he's being a huge pain in the ass these few days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, he takes away the computer.&lt;br /&gt;second, he sleeps on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;AND THIRD, HE REFUSE TO LET ME WATCH HANNAH MONTANA.&lt;br /&gt;im annoyed, i want to inflict pain on someoneeeee.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to watch the reaping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;im more or less done with my maths and english.&lt;br /&gt;im still stuck at humans and physics.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhh, studying in school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and there's fnn, more victoria secrets.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;im expecting a show tomorrow during school.&lt;br /&gt;like a real show, bitch fight.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lagging behind in my coursework,&lt;br /&gt;and im already thinking of what to do at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;like i still have one week to go before i can dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;i'll plan it all out slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to grow up so fast,&lt;br /&gt;but i want to be out of secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing in fmss that is worth me staying there anymore.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5765179350519170932</id><published>2007-03-16T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:49:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's bitching day.&lt;br /&gt;and im annoyed,&lt;br /&gt;fucking fucking annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;today, i was suppose to be kbox-ing with the michelles and chu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then it was cancelled because chu's mum was pissed at her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i went to ps with grass, vicky and dai instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i was on the train minding my own business.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then this, OLD FART, came and stood next to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont really care, as long you do not come so near me that i can feel your breath.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he came and stood next to me, then he took off his slipper and stepped on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS MY NEW PAIR OF SHOES, YOU FAGGOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i went and stood somewhere else, AND HE MOVED NEXT TO ME AND STEP ON ME AGAIN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK IT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then another old fart came in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and he stood so close, we're practically touching one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIKE FUCK, IS IT SOME DAY TODAY THAT ALL THE OLD FARTS WHO STEP IN TO THE SAME CARRIAGE AS ME MUST ANNOY ME SO MUCH?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IS TODAY, MUST-ANNOY-ROO DAY?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;old farts annoy me, im still ok with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;since they're old, i'll let them be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEN CAME THIS FUCKING BITCH, SHOVED HER WAY INTO THE TRAIN WITH HER FRIEND AND HER STUPID BOYFRIEND.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHOVE AND SHOVE AND SHOVE AS IF ITS HER SPACE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;honestly, i rolled my eyes at her till my eyes hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's a fucking bitch, im so annoyed, i swear i could seriously push her out of the train, make sure she falls hard on the floor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's how bad i am when you annoy me on the train.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not claustrophobic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just dont like it when people gets too close to me and shove the hell out of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being all fucking inconsiderate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to top it off for today, some girl is bugging me online.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like really bug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was late today.&lt;br /&gt;met dai, vicky and grass at ps.&lt;br /&gt;bought the tickets to the messenger.&lt;br /&gt;then uh, went for lunch at ljs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the service sucked so bad that when someone rings the captains bell, we're very very very convinced that the person's lying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;then uh, grass and vicky went to play ddr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched the messenger.&lt;br /&gt;and i can say that its not a very good thing to watch horror movies with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up talking, and the movie turned out to be hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;not as hilarious as the host.&lt;br /&gt;but still, it was predictable.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;went to spotlight, and i cant find the cow print fabric.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roo's destined not to cosplay as a cow.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i want to get a sewing machine too!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that even when you're in poly, &lt;strong&gt;you cant go to school with funny colours on your hair&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;colours like brown and red are fine.&lt;br /&gt;so im rather worried about my 4-5 coloured hair at the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;and uh, you have to buy your own labtop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(obviously.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they will specify the brand.&lt;br /&gt;and must have certain functions to it.&lt;br /&gt;grass needs to get an acer labtop.&lt;br /&gt;dai needs to get an apple labtop.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder which brand i will need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're still talking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i tell you, it hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5765179350519170932?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5765179350519170932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5765179350519170932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5765179350519170932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5765179350519170932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-bitching-day.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6261689210801065222</id><published>2007-03-15T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:48:25.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleepy, tired.&lt;br /&gt;i need a new labtoppp.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate doing stuff on history, especially since you cant really find whatever you need on the website provided.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to poop.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-6261689210801065222?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/6261689210801065222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=6261689210801065222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6261689210801065222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6261689210801065222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/sleepy-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-1495796586664956420</id><published>2007-03-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:32:07.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im very disgusted with my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;the super glue from the fake nails are stuck to them.&lt;br /&gt;and they look so horrible.&lt;br /&gt;eeew, i think im not going to put fake nails till the end of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh ahh, L is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today's shopping spree, was more of a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;im the only one that did the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a pair of vans lookalike shoes.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;they have the checkered one, but i picked the one with all the weird faces on.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i bought that and uh, one lip gloss.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i bought for today.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;im not happy.&lt;br /&gt;im going out again tomorrow and it better be good.&lt;br /&gt;dammit, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should go make pudding soon.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;soybean pudding!&lt;br /&gt;and sesame puddingggg!&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-1495796586664956420?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/1495796586664956420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=1495796586664956420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/1495796586664956420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/1495796586664956420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-very-disgusted-with-my-fingernails.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-4210852971510808278</id><published>2007-03-13T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:38:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im having a major bitch fit here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have questions and answers on my mind, waiting to shoot them at anyone who attempts to ask.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did God gave us women the ability to give birth?! and having the ability to give birth, means that we will have the time of the month, aka your monthly friend. and who in the right mind would actually call it your monthly friend?! its the&lt;em&gt; least friendly&lt;/em&gt; thing EVER. me, being lucky, i do not get those horrible horrible stomach cramps. BUT HONESTLY, better quality sanitary pads should be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not exactly a very big fan of kotex, with its &lt;em&gt;soft cotton-y layer&lt;/em&gt;, neither am i a very big fan of whisper, even if the quality's really good. &lt;strong&gt;I JUST WANT SOMETHING THAT IS SOFT, AND ABSORBS ALL THE DISCHARGE IMMEDIATELY&lt;/strong&gt;. honestly, sometimes women should just stick to wearing diapers. at least, you wont feel the discomfort, its a lot easier to change, and besides, those with really flat butts would be grateful since wearing diapers would enable your flat butt look perky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the question in mind is "why the sudden outburst?", let me tell you, IM REALLY PISSED WITH THOSE LOW QUALITY SANITARY PADS SINCE THEY GAVE ME ABRASIONS ON MY ASS, DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im feeling a lot better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5765044399788639665</id><published>2007-03-13T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T12:06:29.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In a second you'll be wrapping around my finger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz I can, cuz I can do it better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No one can this thing, I can.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's so stupid.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the hell were you thinking?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got off the phone with shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT WITH HER TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;with kt and dai!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im suppose to be out with my mum, to take pictures for our passport update.&lt;br /&gt;but she went out so early in the morningggggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not exactly very happy now.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that ryuk is getting boringggg.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant update him, since it will just cut short the time his battery "expires".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still emooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;i wish for many many many things.&lt;br /&gt;why cant i have my own fairly odd parents.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT COSMO AND WANDA DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are times when i wish that we were together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but honestly we cant, because you have her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and uh, it probably took me long enough to understand that we can only be really good friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mmhmm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are songs that can describe what i want to say now.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqua, turn back time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me time to reason,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me time to think it through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passing through the season,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I cheated you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will always have a cross to wear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the bolt reminds me I was there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So give me strength,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to face this test tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I could turn back time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I had said what I still hide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I could turn back time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would stay for the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the night... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anberlin, paperthin hymn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These roads never seem so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since your paperheart start beating leaving me suddenly alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will daybreak ever come?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's gonna call on sunday morning?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's gonna drive you home?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want one more chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To put my arms in fragile hands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you said forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over and over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These thoughts run through my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over and over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Complaints and violence become my only friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5765044399788639665?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5765044399788639665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5765044399788639665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5765044399788639665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5765044399788639665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-second-youll-be-wrapping-around-my.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-7690400469371192739</id><published>2007-03-12T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T11:16:59.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;im more or less satisfied with this skin.&lt;br /&gt;at least, its not something you can find on blogskins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha, yes.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i missed fairly odd parents!&lt;br /&gt;there's spongebob now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did study, a wee little bit.&lt;br /&gt;i end up having a headache, and so i went to sleep after doing my physics workbook.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im emooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-7690400469371192739?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/7690400469371192739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=7690400469371192739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7690400469371192739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7690400469371192739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-finally-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-1208965723059259016</id><published>2007-03-11T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:58:17.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i thought you said forever,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over and over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;piercing did not work!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that i have about 7-9 hours to kill.&lt;br /&gt;i need to make an activity kit.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of, bringing barbie dolls.&lt;br /&gt;and uh, see how fast i can snap their heads off and put them back.&lt;br /&gt;i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs outing cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;i have to study tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i should stop coming online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still have one winds album to download.&lt;br /&gt;AND KT WAS SUPPOSE TO HELP ME DOWNLOAD GROOVE COVERAGE!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-1208965723059259016?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/1208965723059259016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=1208965723059259016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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things are a lot better now.&lt;br /&gt;had milk tea, 3 subway cookies, 2 tamagoyaki and uh, 1 lobster sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched vicky, dai and grass play audition.&lt;br /&gt;left the place for uh, funan.&lt;br /&gt;went in to gameszone or something.&lt;br /&gt;i want a ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the different coloured ipod shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, the orange one is nice!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uh, left for central.&lt;br /&gt;walked around, but the place was not even fully open.&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT!&lt;br /&gt;I SAW THAT GUY FROM STAR IDOL, whatever his name is.&lt;br /&gt;im not exactly a fan of his, but he is really really friggin cute.&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, and he's tallllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at the food court, and uh, gelato!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;chocomellow, hazelnut and rocher!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then left for vicky's house.&lt;br /&gt;and the journey, probably took more than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;watched them play ddr.&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, grass never ever fail to crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;and uh, it came.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine how filthy i felt.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched part of an episode of naruto.&lt;br /&gt;and charlie the unicorn, and two south park videos.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicky got me chip and dale and the female chipmunk clippppps!&lt;br /&gt;and i turned out a mickey apple, car and hp.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED THE APPLE AND FRIES!&lt;br /&gt;and i got the apple, BUT NO FRIESSS.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhaha, today was pretty much a great day.&lt;br /&gt;i honestly have to get down to studying.&lt;br /&gt;im pretty much going out everyday of this week.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to fall for yamapi again.&lt;br /&gt;or that star idol guy, he is quite hot ok.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-3611963190316840352</id><published>2007-03-10T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T19:57:03.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;those sleepless nights become,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitter oblivion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im emoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;long bus rides are therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;i have thought it through,i should just, forget about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS ARE FUCKING JERKS.&lt;br /&gt;-ahem&lt;br /&gt;so, im just going to delete whatever i have ever posted about him.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a brand new start, term 2.&lt;br /&gt;i still need subway cookies,&lt;br /&gt;because the piercings didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with dai and kt and grass tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to vicky's house soon.&lt;br /&gt;she has the ddr mat at homeeee!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE HAS SCHOOL RUMBLEE!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;roo will be one happy happy girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-3611963190316840352?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/3611963190316840352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=3611963190316840352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lavigne&lt;/strong&gt; kinda helped with that "healing process".&lt;br /&gt;told shuwen what happened, and she is in shock.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha, maybe this whole thing isnt such a big deal anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im learning how to get over this, and im on my road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i think.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are definitely times when i really wanted to breakdown, but i think, my tears have dried up and i cant cry for any guy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(NOTE: HE'S NOT WORTH MY TEARS AND TIME.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will just be one of the ups and downs of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i will get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;i heard from shuwen that i topped the class for fnn.&lt;br /&gt;and i love my new apple hair clip!&lt;br /&gt;and i most probably will be going for retail therapy with shu, dai and hopefully kt on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats retail therapy, hahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be, all bouncy and happy in no time, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;he is, after all, a thing of my past.&lt;br /&gt;it no longer matter, i will find another crush like real soon.&lt;br /&gt;and in fact, there's 2 in consideration already.&lt;br /&gt;mike and golf, the thai twins that collaborated with yamapi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good thing about this whole matter, is probably instilling the thinking in me, that i need to change the way i portray myself to the public.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe that's not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really love the brown off-shoulder top i bought.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy works, BIG TIME. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/Re5-bpJVoRI/AAAAAAAAACg/VFGwUONT6dE/s1600-h/roorocks;614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039104046440751378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/Re5-bpJVoRI/AAAAAAAAACg/VFGwUONT6dE/s320/roorocks%3B614.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/Re5-ppJVoSI/AAAAAAAAACo/kKb-MIfhcwU/s1600-h/roorocks;615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039104286958919970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/Re5-ppJVoSI/AAAAAAAAACo/kKb-MIfhcwU/s320/roorocks%3B615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im a camwhore, even if i do not possess the body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT SO?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not egoistic for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if he ever finds my blog, good for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because this is what i want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks for making me feel used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you got the girl, good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so please please, do.not.ever.ever.talk.to.me.online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you have the girl, and i have a bunch of girlfriends who will be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5577776688148184772?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5577776688148184772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5577776688148184772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5577776688148184772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5577776688148184772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sick-thats-probably-how-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/Re5-bpJVoRI/AAAAAAAAACg/VFGwUONT6dE/s72-c/roorocks%3B614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-4388410724580178228</id><published>2007-03-04T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:22:07.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched norbit with my mum AND DAD today.&lt;br /&gt;had steamboat at tiong, and i ate a lot lesser than usual.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dropped ryuk's new apple.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt find it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;so i got him a new one.&lt;br /&gt;a new accessory with ryuk eating an apple on it.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, nth much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just online to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and norbit is rather boring.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;what happen to all the nice movies?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4388410724580178228?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4388410724580178228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=4388410724580178228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4388410724580178228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4388410724580178228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/watched-norbit-with-my-mum-and-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-4785152569962150442</id><published>2007-03-04T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:34:44.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqVy5eta9I/AAAAAAAAABo/CDcaDde--Iw/s1600-h/DSC01030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038003834822945746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqVy5eta9I/AAAAAAAAABo/CDcaDde--Iw/s320/DSC01030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i ate sushi today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im going for sushi again tomorrow!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met mao at lot 1, and i was late again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ordered an &lt;strong&gt;insane and very disgusting&lt;/strong&gt; amount of sashimi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqUOJeta8I/AAAAAAAAABg/JRwGJmm8LjI/s1600-h/DSC01029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038002103951125442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqUOJeta8I/AAAAAAAAABg/JRwGJmm8LjI/s320/DSC01029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 sets of salmon, 1 set of hokkigai, hotate, ika and uh, yellowtail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate sushi, talked, laughed, etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left, went to the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqWdJeta-I/AAAAAAAAABw/t0qqPOlUzfo/s1600-h/DSC01033.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met wilson and uh, his gf along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to the toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then chiong to mini toons.&lt;br /&gt;bought an apple and cow hp accessory and got a stitch pencil for char.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqWdJeta-I/AAAAAAAAABw/t0qqPOlUzfo/s1600-h/DSC01033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038004560672418786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqWdJeta-I/AAAAAAAAABw/t0qqPOlUzfo/s320/DSC01033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since she helped me buy the notebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AS A THANK-YOU GIFT, im still paying her for the death note ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahaha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took the train to paya lebar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and honestly, there might be something wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everytime i take the train with mao,some bunch of fuckers will keep staring or will talk about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GAH, and its definitely not anything good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, met kelly on the train!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought she didnt recognise me.(:&lt;br /&gt;went to paya lebar,and i blew half of my allowance on clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought &lt;strong&gt;2 off-shoulder tops, checkered and some rocker tights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;checkered can now be with spotty forever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's not online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT SEEMS LIKE ALMOST NOBODY'S ONLINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vicky hasnt reply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took a few random pictures today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i braved the storm today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, i went insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ryuk now has an extra apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet he's really really happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi and norbit tomorrow with my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe we should watch mr bean instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZGZetbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/G8p47UXgWAc/s1600-h/roorocks;603.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is how/what shu wanted me to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqY2Jeta_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FMkfCdbK-aM/s1600-h/roorocks;605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038007189192403954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqY2Jeta_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/FMkfCdbK-aM/s320/roorocks%3B605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off shoulder 1, skirt and tights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it looks alot better without tights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DEFINITELY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZGZetbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/G8p47UXgWAc/s1600-h/roorocks;603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038007468365278210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZGZetbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/G8p47UXgWAc/s320/roorocks%3B603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off shoulder 2, tights and skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND NO TIGHTS = NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZZZetbBI/AAAAAAAAACI/ywTqukcDm-Q/s1600-h/roorocks;604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038007794782792722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZZZetbBI/AAAAAAAAACI/ywTqukcDm-Q/s320/roorocks%3B604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like thisss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZ15etbDI/AAAAAAAAACY/05YF3ld86WY/s1600-h/roorocks;606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038008284409064498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZ15etbDI/AAAAAAAAACY/05YF3ld86WY/s320/roorocks%3B606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just need to find a pair of shoes to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so for now, i'll just stick to dressing like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need my hair to grow first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZmZetbCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/etohx2A77uU/s1600-h/roorocks;607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038008018121092130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReqZmZetbCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/etohx2A77uU/s320/roorocks%3B607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4785152569962150442?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4785152569962150442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=4785152569962150442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4785152569962150442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4785152569962150442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-ate-sushi-today-and-im-going-for.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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outlets at tiong and jp and touch every single death notebook until i see a shinigami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala, ponned red cross today as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i do not go for red cross, at all.&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahahahahaha, and ryuk needs to be filled with new songs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha, i most probably will start clearing the songs on ryuk during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, im going to watch norbit with my mum on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;norbit, its so wrongggggg.&lt;br /&gt;she's probably trying her best to teach me about the birds and the bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;but i will have to be home in time for hannah montana, suite life of zack and cody AND BROTHER BEAR 2!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala, TANK'S SONG!&lt;br /&gt;why is it that guy who listens to cheena songs, only listen to those emo songs?!&lt;br /&gt;HUH HUH HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;that emo cheena kid.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5971024327547668528</id><published>2007-03-01T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T18:13:09.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was raining cats and dogs yesterday, today was no better.&lt;br /&gt;had pe in the rain, captain's ball was funnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;char went to go get drinks, but ft confiscated it.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was drenched yesterday, inside out.&lt;br /&gt;and today, i played in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;since it was so cold, i obviously went insane.&lt;br /&gt;sang my lungs out, shooting everyone i meet along the way.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, now im developing a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;which is, gooooooooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;if my conditions get any worse, i will be able to take mc tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;which means, no red cross!&lt;br /&gt;goody!&lt;br /&gt;even if miss wong is going to book me, i refuse and insist on not turning up for it.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, bleach is getting more and more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;like, finally!&lt;br /&gt;rukia's zanpaktou is really nice!&lt;br /&gt;and i cant wait for the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;i loveeee bleach with all the fighting and gore scenes.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dont mind me, im not exactly my usual self now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is hurting, like real badly.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and uh, im going out with my shortie pie this saturday!&lt;br /&gt;more sushi!&lt;br /&gt;go roo!&lt;br /&gt;even if im sick, i will never be too full for a plate of gyoza, a few plates of lobster sushi and uh, many many plates of sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of getting the red krzr.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously seriously sick of n70.&lt;br /&gt;its laggggy.&lt;br /&gt;and uh, its blackkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;its either the red or the black krzr.&lt;br /&gt;i need to name it &lt;strong&gt;jealous&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and i want the white ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;and uh, my feelings for him are about to fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realised that during this period of tine, i was probably just a mere substitute to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was nothing more than a friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i honestly should never have thought so much about the two of us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that i realise what i mean to you, i feel that, maybe we were just, good friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;good friends that can talk, occasionally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to get a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5971024327547668528?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5971024327547668528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5971024327547668528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5971024327547668528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5971024327547668528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/03/it-was-raining-cats-and-dogs-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-26159111438466879</id><published>2007-02-24T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:34:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA4iZhTytI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HcqBM-dKCrE/s1600-h/DSC00880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035086547017517778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA4iZhTytI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HcqBM-dKCrE/s320/DSC00880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;salmon tongueee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;out with mao today, like finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate sushi and many many many plates of sashimi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am still craving for more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked to mao about many many many many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sad, and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy, that i got the stuff out of my system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad, that she and the rest are no longer in fmss for me to bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss everyone, eating lunch and laughing around with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was at lot 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i bought uh, 2 pencils, 1 adhesive tape, 4 posters &lt;em&gt;(buy 3 get 1 free)&lt;/em&gt;, 1 JIRO hanging card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now they have nicer bleach posters, dammit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bought 1 jiro poster, 2 death note posters and uh, 1 xiah poster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG, JIRO IS SO HOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(random, random!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-calms down-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, michelle's birthday yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KBOX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sang a lot, and went off key, a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we "GOT HIGH".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will be going back to the outlet at marina soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to collect my fahrenheit posters from the really nice lady named amy from there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY YAY YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, she's a fan of that muscle man, wu zun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(can someone honestly tell me, WHAT'S SO GREAT ABOUT THAT MUSCLE MAN?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to jp after that for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guys were, provoking me with ds lite and disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but chulien, shuwen and i made gordon lose his appetite when we started talking about cartoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(HANNAH MONTANA! PRINCESS TENKO! CAPTAIN PLANET!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and chulien thought that, bleach was naruto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home at about, 11pm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home close to midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today OUT WITH MAO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoever that reads my blog, please give me your comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(EXCEPT SARETTA SNG!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does &lt;strong&gt;spotty&lt;/strong&gt; look cute or weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA7RphTyuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PPmQKlRf3S4/s1600-h/roorocks;595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035089557789592290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA7RphTyuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/PPmQKlRf3S4/s320/roorocks%3B595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think &lt;strong&gt;spotty&lt;/strong&gt; is cute ok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its NOT WEIRD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HMPH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, there's something i want to bitch about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this, emo couple who kept talking about me when i was taking a picture on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA9yZhTyvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0qVChFcMO_A/s1600-h/DSC00909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035092319453563634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA9yZhTyvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0qVChFcMO_A/s320/DSC00909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do not need to look or listen to know that they are talking about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARE YOU LIKE, JEALOUS THAT I HAVE NICER HANDS THAN YOU!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNLIKE YOURS, MINE IS LESS FILTHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DO NOT, CARESS MY SIGNIFICANT OTHER, AS IF TRYING TO TURN HIM/HER ON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE EEW, GOTHIC LOLITA IS SO OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO YOU SHOULD STOP COMMENTING ON ME AND MY FETISH FOR TAKING PICTURES OF MYSELF, AND INSTEAD, SPEND THE TIME WISELY AND GET A BETTER WARDROBE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-ahem-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, that's all i want to say about that filthy couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and yes, i miss him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-edit-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I BET THAT COUPLE ARE A BUNCH OF TWITS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY WERE TRAVELLING TOWARDS TO EAST SIDE, NEAR PASIR RIS, TAM-PENIS-, EUU-NOEXXXZZZZ-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUNCH OF TWITS, GO HANG OUT WITH YOUR TWIT FRIENDS AND GET A NEW WARDROBE LA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COMMENT ABOUT MY FETISH, IS THE SAME AS INSULTING THAT HORRIBLE DRESS SENSE OF YOURS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: i believe that tampines is a place full of horny people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tampines&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;tam&lt;/strong&gt;per with &lt;strong&gt;pines,&lt;/strong&gt; which you can re-arrange the letters to be penis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;therefore, &lt;strong&gt;tamper&lt;/strong&gt; with the &lt;strong&gt;penis&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and eunos is full of twits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you do know that twits go "EUUU" and NOEXXXXXZZZ" and you have the "worrhxxzzzxxxzzzz" and "nehhhhhzzxxxxxxxxxxxzzzzzzzz"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and eunos happen to sound like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;TOO BAD FOR THOSE THAT ARE NOT TWITS AND ARE LIVING AROUND EUNOS AND TAMPINES AREA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-26159111438466879?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/26159111438466879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=26159111438466879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/26159111438466879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/26159111438466879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/salmon-tongueee-out-with-mao-today-like.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/ReA4iZhTytI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HcqBM-dKCrE/s72-c/DSC00880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-2180048884019277291</id><published>2007-02-20T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T18:19:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i only have a teeny tiny crush on jiro.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to find him ugly.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roo wants a cow cup like, NOW!&lt;br /&gt;T.T im having a terrible craving for pudding after i remember seeing that soy bean pudding thingy at daiso.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have very bad taste when it comes to music.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, fahrenheit is just like another F4.&lt;br /&gt;only thing is, they are &lt;strong&gt;BETTER THAN&lt;/strong&gt; F4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nobody could be worse than F4, except for the gay bands like lucify and soul from superband.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(go mi lu bing!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, im not really making any sense here.&lt;br /&gt;and i really need a diary for the random things that pop out in my head.&lt;br /&gt;i will just have to make do with this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i miss him. T.T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vicky's in japan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to eat puddinggggg! T.T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want a white ds lite!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im having a terrible terrible headache. ):&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-2180048884019277291?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/2180048884019277291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=2180048884019277291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/2180048884019277291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/2180048884019277291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-i-only-have-teeny-tiny-crush-on.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6830260033263263602</id><published>2007-02-19T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T11:55:55.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i typed out one full page post, but the com had to shut down on me, TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;GAH, and im too lazy to retype everything out.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, i went to imm 4 times last week.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday was cny, the time of the year i hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;uh huh, oh yes, and &lt;strong&gt;my mum can honestly traumatise me more than that bunch of people playing ssro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get much money. T.T so my ds lite will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;T.T.&lt;br /&gt;my white ds shall be named &lt;strong&gt;rem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to my cousin yesterday, which was, super random.&lt;br /&gt;she knows and i know that we both exist.&lt;br /&gt;just that, we never ever talk to each other for like, the past 17 years of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;it was, random. :/&lt;br /&gt;she's the same age as me.&lt;br /&gt;and we share the same name, jolene.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously thinking of changing my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(WHO IN THE WORLD NAMED ME JOLENE? HUH  HUH  HUH?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she finished her o lvls, and is applying for tampines jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, cny this year isnt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i found a new love.&lt;br /&gt;jiro!&lt;br /&gt;omg! he's so hot!&lt;br /&gt;his collar bone!&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing is, he's the same age as my brother.&lt;br /&gt;9years older than me. but his birthday is 24 aug!&lt;br /&gt;14 days after mine! (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT! he's the same age as my brother, even if he doesnt look 26.&lt;br /&gt;this means that i cant fantasize about him.&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;it will be the same as fantasizing about my brother, which is, VERY VERY SICK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but he's so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH, i have a thing for really young boys and really old men.&lt;br /&gt;i have a thing for the 8 year olds that appear on dbsk's balloon mv.&lt;br /&gt;and old men like, &lt;strong&gt;keanu reeves, JIRO and uh, batman&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;batman is really old. im referring to batman, &lt;strong&gt;THE REAL BATMAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not the guy i &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; a crush on.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIRO~! I WANT HIM! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yes, and i realised, that the relatives of my father's side, are more or less, very open when it comes to sex.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in terms of, talking about their bedroom activities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's how traumatising it is ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THEY TALK ABOUT SEX, OPENLY IN FRONT OF ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;T.T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg, and i typed it out here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAH, i need to get it out of my system anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of getting a diary, blogging requires me to come online, and i &lt;strong&gt;cant&lt;/strong&gt; come on as and when i like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-6830260033263263602?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/6830260033263263602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=6830260033263263602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6830260033263263602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6830260033263263602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-i-typed-out-one-full-page-post-but.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-148522514334278300</id><published>2007-02-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:32:05.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>twin flew off today and i didnt send her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to shop today, and i feel like an ass.&lt;br /&gt;ditching twin and going out shopping with shu instead.&lt;br /&gt;bought this kimono top for $59 and i honestly regret it so.&lt;br /&gt;bought a pair of shades and a hairband.&lt;br /&gt;ate at suki sushi for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and its uh, blacked out like, 5-6 times?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mis twin, and i want her back now!&lt;br /&gt;im burnt.&lt;br /&gt;the back of my neck, my hands and legs hurt so much today.&lt;br /&gt;its burninnnggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;gah, the sun was great on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;if only twin was flying off on saturday instead, i could have sent her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's maths homework undone.&lt;br /&gt;and my coursework.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, tomorrow's going to be a lonnnnng day.&lt;br /&gt;i might have to skip recess to complete my homework.&lt;br /&gt;GAH, i regret buying that top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a pair of vans shoe anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and a pair of shorts.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my mum will be able to buy the shorts for me sooooon.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-148522514334278300?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/148522514334278300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=148522514334278300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/148522514334278300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/148522514334278300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/twin-flew-off-today-and-i-didnt-send.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-3035301051961627284</id><published>2007-02-09T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T20:30:42.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halim's flying off on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;and im irritated with two certain someones.&lt;br /&gt;debate today was fun, even though it was, random/retarded.&lt;br /&gt;GAH, friday is the best day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;i get to sleep late, and wake up lateR tmr!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, today's the day of o lvls results.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why, but i had this urge to cry when miss lim was talking.&lt;br /&gt;this terrible urge to do so.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, everyone did well, i presume.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to go shopping soon.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;MAO!&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU READING THIS?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS OUT OF YOUR HOUSE TO GO SHOPPING FOR CLOTHES WITH ME BITCHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven seen him for dayyyys.&lt;br /&gt;we havent actually spoken either.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea whether the feelings have faded, but i feel awfully stupid liking a guy like him.&lt;br /&gt;im hoping to do well for o lvls this year.&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be uh, staying at home every saturday after CNY to finish my TYS(es).&lt;br /&gt;hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;and since i wont be going out much on sundays, everyday will be spent at home. :D&lt;br /&gt;how productive.&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i want to eat sushi.&lt;br /&gt;and ryuk needs new songs.&lt;br /&gt;i realise there's many many dbsk songs in ryuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, task analysis and mind map is due this monday.&lt;br /&gt;got to start doing soon. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-3035301051961627284?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/3035301051961627284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=3035301051961627284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/3035301051961627284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/3035301051961627284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/halims-flying-off-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5061257338836698865</id><published>2007-02-04T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:23:02.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i might take down my blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;i see no point in blogging, and its a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;i might only blog during the weekends/when i feel like it/ after o lvls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things i want to say before i stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate year 2007.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i cant wait for 2007 to end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there are definitely some people i wont miss after i leave fairfield.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there are definitely people i wish to kill in death note.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there are many things i want to change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate my life now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there's school tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i just screwed up my deviruchi casing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i somehow wish i didnt exist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im still having a headache.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i found a better place to eat sushi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i cant cant cant wait to get out of secondary school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i will miss fairfield, for the certain friends i have made like vicky and grass, and not for the horrible memories of certain people/the principal/certain teachers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i agree with what minky said about virtual friends are better than the friends you make in real life. for the friends you make in real life judge you by looks/intellectual etc whereas virtual friends judge you mostly by character.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i really hate this certain someone for making me look like some loser.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i really really really hate 2007.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, that's all i want to say, until i can think of something else to type.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5061257338836698865?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5061257338836698865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5061257338836698865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5061257338836698865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5061257338836698865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-might-take-down-my-blog-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-2978849290778092950</id><published>2007-02-03T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:44:58.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mercy was shown. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryuk died on me yesterday night at 1107pm. thank goodness that my bro's back with the labtop. i need to charge and add songs into ryuk. sigh. i haven been online for the past 5 days. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i didnt go to school on friday. my head was spinning and i felt like vomitting in the morning. and guess what!? that miss wong called me up in the afternoon. AS IF IM GOING BACK FOR RED CROSS IF U KEEP PESTERING ME. LIKE YOU SAID, ITS ONLY GOING TO BE FOR THE NEXT 5-7 WEEKS. I HAVEN BEEN GOING FOR RED CROSS FOR ALMOST 2 YEARS. 5-7 WEEKS MORE MAKES NO DIFFERENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! i went to see the doctor, and he told me that my headache, is psychological, too stressed, etc. sigh. i was/am/will always be emo. it started on monday. the emo bug. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad wanted me to go out and just relax a while. and everyone's not free. T.T sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him, badly. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, there this fucker who added me, and refuse to tell me who he is. now im angry, emo and really stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-2978849290778092950?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/2978849290778092950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=2978849290778092950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/2978849290778092950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/2978849290778092950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/02/mercy-was-shown.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6355556182175397103</id><published>2007-01-27T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:37:14.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its gone forever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im feeling the pain of losing that,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even though i know eventually it will be given away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few good things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;its gone for good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im about to get over him, i think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;its sunday tomorrow, which means carrot cake for breakfast!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have a craving for broccoli and bamboo fungus. ): and i cant wait to go for new year shopping with shuuuuuuuu! i seriously hate having free time on weekends. my mind tends to, reminise about the past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i received a text message from dai today, informing me that she just found a job. kt told me that she's working in a flower shop located at raffles. its like, my friends are either finding jobs, or they found a job, or they are overseas, OR THEY ARE STUDYING IN JC. there are a few exceptions. like vicky, who's helping out in school. and grass, who's like, online everytime im online. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it makes me think that, we're no longer graduating together. we're not exactly there to help each other out and get over that big O together. what ever happened to the good old days of year 2003-2006? it honestly suck to realise that, you're about to go out "into the big ocean", meet new people and work hard for like the next 50 years of your lives. if you are lucky, you might just, find a guy, get married, have sex then pop a few babies in a couple of years. sigh, this is getting irrelavant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im seriously going to miss fairfield, not much about the teachers, more of the fond memories it has created for the past 10 years of my life. sigh, i miss everybody. i want to go out and meet everyone again. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its gone, by the way. the thing ive been harping on for the past month or so, its given to a guy, i think. he better appreciate it, its something not everyone is able to obtain ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-6355556182175397103?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/6355556182175397103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=6355556182175397103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6355556182175397103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6355556182175397103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-gone-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-3295422598937333371</id><published>2007-01-26T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:34:46.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im not exactly the happiest person,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im not exactly feeling emo, for now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, im not happy. i saw something which i think, i should not have. GAH, im hungry. and im craving for sushi, again. i ate it like, yesterday la, wth. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piercings will remind me that the past is real, and how childish i was. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roo hearts shu, and mao! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meet ryuk, and uh, gummy's paw.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RboSYDHwvZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/KGV2IvjZFos/s1600-h/roorocks;554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024348538649230738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RboSYDHwvZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/KGV2IvjZFos/s320/roorocks%3B554.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/27356338-3295422598937333371?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/3295422598937333371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=3295422598937333371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/3295422598937333371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/3295422598937333371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-exactly-happiest-person-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RboSYDHwvZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/KGV2IvjZFos/s72-c/roorocks%3B554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-5159949969379241013</id><published>2007-01-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:57:38.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i think ive lost the hots for dbsk. :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to think that dbsk is actually quite ugly. GAH, what is wrong with meeeee! i need to find a new love fast. ): its not exactly a very good thing. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howwwww! roo is not happy! sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-5159949969379241013?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/5159949969379241013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=5159949969379241013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5159949969379241013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/5159949969379241013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-ive-lost-hots-for-dbsk.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-7028461703506031614</id><published>2007-01-23T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:34:46.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its probably something that will happen, once in a lifetime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RbXrLzHwvYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yo7kIwHue5M/s1600-h/roorocks;549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023179547335507330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RbXrLzHwvYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yo7kIwHue5M/s320/roorocks%3B549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken on 12th jan 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this picture, while i was updating my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, my hair is SHORTTTT! roo's not happy. sigh. gah, anyway, i have uploaded alot of songs in ryuk and uh, rem, my phone. hahahahahaha. yagami roo, equipped with the "shinigamis". PUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! roo love ryuk, the ipod and the shinigami! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, chinese and maths test tomorrow. english and fnn homework to complete soon. ): i wish that 2007 will end soon. :D even if i have no idea what i am going to do with my life after o lvls. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-7028461703506031614?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/7028461703506031614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=7028461703506031614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7028461703506031614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7028461703506031614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-probably-something-that-will-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOrQ-WgtEBg/RbXrLzHwvYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Yo7kIwHue5M/s72-c/roorocks%3B549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-7131875798526300865</id><published>2007-01-22T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:28:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MY IPOD ARRIVEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roo is one happy girl today. (: ryuk, the red ipod nano, ARRIVEEDDDDDDD! YAY YAY YAYYY! and with the help of grass, the red ipod nano now has a name. RYUKKKKK! he's going to eat himself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! oh yes, i honestly honestly hate ipod for being&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; user unfriendly. i was, trying to figure out how to upload songs into it. sigh, why cant ipods be like iriver? plug it in and you can upload songs immediately. WHAT'S THE POINT OF ITUNEESSSSS! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! anyway, vicky helped me with the ipod. GAH, it annoyed me like crazy i tell u. i think in the process of trying to get my songs in to ryuk, i lost a few million more brain cells. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese test tomorrow. fail, and get transferred to CL B immediately. T.T sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-7131875798526300865?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/7131875798526300865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=7131875798526300865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7131875798526300865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/7131875798526300865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-ipod-arriveddddddddddddddddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-8606150043505825109</id><published>2007-01-21T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:05:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;someone, please remind me not to turn up for anymore meetings if i only know 2 people out of the whole group.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, kbox. and honestly, its more retarded than the outing 2 years ago. i was chanting, &lt;em&gt;"God, save us from this nightmare."&lt;/em&gt; sigh, i should NOT have turned up without kt and grass and shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~! T.T sigh. i think, the best thing that ever happened, was ching en getting cut by a piece of glass, at least i got to take a picture of it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its soooooooooooooooooooo retarded, oh god, please please please, remind me &lt;strong&gt;NOT TO TURN UP FOR ANYMORE SSRO OUTINGS. IM GOING ON AN &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INDEFINITE HIATUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news is, &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;, most probably, &lt;strong&gt;WILL BE GETTING MY IPOD NANO TOMORROWWWWWWWWW~! THAT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;IPOD NANO IS TAKING FOREVERRRRRR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, i have to stop thinking about the horrible events of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my head hurts from all the smacking. T.T)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must fill my head with dbsk, dbsk and more dbsk.but im starting not to like dbsk. GAH! who cares, i need xiah now. xiah xiah xiahhhhhhhhhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roo is sad. sad sad saddddddd. the events of yesterday's stupid outing is traumatising me, badly. my head hurts from all the whacking. ): and i can only breathe with one nostril. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i said that he should shrivel up and die, and i dont like him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what if, just what if, i really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really like him but i just dont want to admit to that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T.T sigh, it hurts. it hurts so bad, i need piercings now. T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-8606150043505825109?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/8606150043505825109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=8606150043505825109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8606150043505825109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8606150043505825109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/someone-please-remind-me-not-to-turn-up.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-8531265612366508396</id><published>2007-01-19T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:25:48.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;am i just being too paranoid over this entire thing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T my ipod isnt going to be delivered till 22nd jan. that's like, 3 days more. nooooooooooooooooooooooo! gah, tp open house tmr. im not exactly very happy right now. im infected with the flu virus. GAH. feeling so miserable the whole day. roo's not happppppy. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i lost my eyeliner too. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-8531265612366508396?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/8531265612366508396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=8531265612366508396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8531265612366508396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/8531265612366508396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/am-i-just-being-too-paranoid-over-this.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-4088492069684149746</id><published>2007-01-17T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:47:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;someone, please convince me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to order the red nano tomorrowwww!&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY! just that, there's pe. GAH, im not looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-4088492069684149746?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/4088492069684149746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=4088492069684149746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4088492069684149746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/4088492069684149746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/someone-please-convince-me.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-6384496973966670994</id><published>2007-01-13T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:55:52.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im tired of that bitch. and she makes me SICK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicky's house, relaxation and therapy. school rumbleeeee! there's nothing better than watching anime at vicky's house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to talk about anything besides school rumble. i need to get all the sad sad feelings out of me. &lt;strong&gt;SAD FEELINGS, DISPELLLLLLLLL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-6384496973966670994?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/6384496973966670994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=6384496973966670994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6384496973966670994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/6384496973966670994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-tired-of-that-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116858049281933671</id><published>2007-01-12T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:20:09.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;something's getting in the way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something's just about to break.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it is broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponned school today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grass never fails to brighten up my day. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :D going to vicky's house tomorrow! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am/was emo. &lt;strong&gt;diary of jane by breaking benjamin&lt;/strong&gt; was just what i needed. hahahahahahahahaha. i dont feel like talking about anything. all i know is, i have decided that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love xiah and xiah only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that guy's not worth my time, honestly. i might just edit out all the parts with him in it. :D&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/27356338-116858049281933671?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116858049281933671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116858049281933671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116858049281933671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116858049281933671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/somethings-getting-in-way-somethings.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116852479566467698</id><published>2007-01-11T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:13:15.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im friggin tired, and friggin angry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the part time maid came today. how i know? my room was &lt;strong&gt;neat&lt;/strong&gt;, and i cant find anything i needed. GAH! i lost my pair of shades, the red one! GAH! unless, my bro came and took it la. its not the first time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHH~! roo is so annoyed. ): roo is pms-ing like real badly. GAH. i could just, scream my head off at someone right now. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a looooooooooooooong day today, and i cant be bothered to blog about it. all i remember is that, IM FRIGGIN ANNOYED NOW. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116852479566467698?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116852479566467698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116852479566467698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116852479566467698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116852479566467698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-friggin-tired-and-friggin-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116843012270109870</id><published>2007-01-10T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:18:02.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yes, i still am online without permission.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got caught today by fiona tan, for not wearing my collar pin. sigh, everyday is getting from bad to worse. ): and there's like.. 40 over weeks more before saying "BYE BYE" to good ol' fairfield, attire checks, camisoles, fairfield socks and that, THAT, &lt;strong&gt;SHE(s)-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED-ON-MY-BLOG.&lt;/strong&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(its just 40 over weeks, i got by the past 10 years, one more year, makes no difference. yes yes.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH, no matter how i try to "convince" myself, i ended up doubting it even more. &lt;strong&gt;WILL I EVEN GET THROUGH THESE 40 OVER WEEKS?!&lt;/strong&gt; imagine all the attire checks, tests, exams, homework AND LACK OF THE CLIQUE AND THE INTERNETTTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(even though i can use it, without permission.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE! PLEASE! CONVINCE ME THAT ITS JUST 40 OVER WEEKS. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im probably the saddest person EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit-&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered, the other time when i was extending the curse, my com auto shut down on me. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the extension. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUSTIN, I CURSE THAT,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN YOU GO OUT, YOU TRIP OVER AND FALL ONTO THE ROADSIDE AND GETS RUN OVER BY A DOUBLE DECKER BUS CARRYING FAT PEOPLE. THEN ALL THE PIGEONS, CARRYING BIRD FLU, COME FLYING OVER TO POOP ON YOU. THEN YOU GET SENT TO THE HOSPITAL WHERE YOU HAVE TO GET THAT INJECTION THINGY. HOWEVER, ITS CONTAMINATED WITH AIDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(or some other drug that freezes your blood.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SO YOU HAVE TO BE CONFINED TO A WHEELCHAIR. THEN YOUR FRIENDS LIKE WEI HAO HAVE TO PUSH YOU AROUND AND WHEN THEY ARE NOT LOOKING, YOU GET SHOVED DOWN THE CABLE CAR TOWER AND LAND ON SOMEONE ELSE'S CABLE CAR WHICH HAS ALL THE LIGHTS. THEN IT STARTS RAINING. YOU GET ELECTROCUTED AND THE CABLE CAR EXPLODES.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(luckily there's nobody in that cable car.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SO IT EXPLODES AND YOU GET FLOWN TO THE ESPLANADE AND GET STUCK ON THE SPIKY THINGS AND DIE. THEN MAYBE A WEEK OR TWO LATER, WHEN THE CLEANER COMES AND CLEAN THE PLACE UP, YOUR BODY WILL THEN BE FOUND. BUT IT WILL PROBABLY BE SHRIVELLED UP. and uh, THE CLEANERS WILL JUST TOSS YOUR BODY INTO THE SEA OR SOMETHING. OR EVEN SINGAPORE RIVER, &lt;/strong&gt;if you request.&lt;strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116843012270109870?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116843012270109870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116843012270109870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116843012270109870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116843012270109870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/yes-i-still-am-online-without.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116833021574012219</id><published>2007-01-09T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:10:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DIEEEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today sucked so bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really cant wait till the end of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116833021574012219?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116833021574012219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116833021574012219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116833021574012219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116833021574012219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/dieeee-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116826315831147595</id><published>2007-01-08T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:32:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THAT JERK SHOULD SHRIVEL UP AND DIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT MAKES ME SO MAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;blog on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;im using the com without permission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116826315831147595?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116826315831147595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;first and second day of school, SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day, got caught for hair.&lt;br /&gt;second day of school, got caught for hair, &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah, school sucks so bad that i dont even want to talk about it ever ever ever again. hopefully things will get better soon. and hopefully, the year will end soon too. i want to get platinum blonde hair and get my nails done! my hands are like, "dyed" black now. and i look like L with xiah's hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i must add that i got my hair cut in school. and i think that its not short enough. so i went home and cut it myself again. im honestly losing it. my head, GAH! im not happy in school. the first day of school felt so empty. i went to school, and realised that mao is not there anymore. im just, upset. GAH, everyone is not there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then second day, i woke up at 7am, which is friggin late. then i got caught for hair and missed lessons the whole day. by the time i was done with my hair cut, the bell had already rang for fairsian connect. sigh. honestly, whats the point of fairsian connect. its honestly a waste of my time. we could/should be dismissed earlier. but yet, our school is the only one that dismisses so late! GAH. im not not not not happy at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i said i dont want to talk about it, i ended up blogging everything. sigh. someone's getting married on ro tomorrow, and i cant attend the wedding. T.T i wish i didnt drop to na, even though i know i will/am doing better. but.. i miss everyone. and my hair, AND RO! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116791584917029307?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116791584917029307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116791584917029307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116791584917029307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116791584917029307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-and-second-day-of-school-sucks-t.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116774930108760271</id><published>2007-01-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:48:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH.&lt;br /&gt;the last post, before the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out today for DN2 with vicky, grass and dai. AND I BOUGHT A ROZEN MAIDEN POSTER! SOUSEISEKI AND SUISEISEKI~! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. then went for seoul garden. then to kinokuniya and they bought death note mangas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, THE BLEACH 2007 CALENDAR, SOLD OUTTTTT! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~! im not happy. going back to school tomorrow, ROO WILL SURVIVEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116774930108760271?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116774930108760271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116774930108760271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116774930108760271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116774930108760271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2007/01/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116757394988150169</id><published>2006-12-31T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:05:49.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the last 2 hours of 2006.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh~! the day everyone is officially out of fmss. this makes me sadddddd. anyway, going for DN2 and seoul garden on tuesday, the last time we ever get together, sighhh. im going to take many many pictures. hopefully. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days, before school starts. i havent dye my hair back yet, i havent bought my new school bagggg~! gah, the black and red zinc one cost $50. ): what if its like my white one!? the lining thingy will tear/rip/WHATEVER. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will miss having brown hair. BUT, black hair suits me better. im the emo kid. hahahahahaha. gah, now i need to find someone with credit carddd! red ipod nano!! im like.. THIS CLOSEEEEE! my dad refuse to use his credit card. ): GAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A DREAM. a great one. it was so great that i dont want to wake up from it, ever. hahahahahahahahaha. i dreamt of, HIM. PUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, must be the posters i just hung up on my wall. hahahahaha, its wronggg! so wrong i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;random.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, i must get over him. get over him, I MUSTT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116757394988150169?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116757394988150169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116757394988150169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116757394988150169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116757394988150169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-2-hours-of-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116748382497863231</id><published>2006-12-30T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:03:44.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i came to know the horrible truth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and im not really affected by it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe i didnt really like him in the first place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roo's a happy happy girl. not that happy.but she's happy la. oh yes, i dread wednesday, the day school reopens. i might just have one last outing with the raging pussies. -whatever-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh. death note 2 is gooooooooood. im in love with the shinigami, rem. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i wish people like rem exist in this world. hahahahaha. REM REM REMMM!! he died anyway, sighhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there's honestly something wrong with me. there are some parts in death note, where everything was suppose to be serious, blah blah blah, but i somehow end up laughing instead. :/&lt;br /&gt;i think im losing it. im even starting to talk to myself. hahahahahaha. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i dread thursdays. PE, GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a life. everything will be over soon, roo. everything. EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(yes yes. it will be over even before i even realise it.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO! then, chinese new year, HOW?! GAH, what if that fat bitch decides to come up with some "great idea" like this year?! GAH. i dread chinese new year, sports day, cross country and uh, dance. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;random.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat sushi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116748382497863231?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116748382497863231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116748382497863231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116748382497863231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116748382497863231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-came-to-know-horrible-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116737731629867250</id><published>2006-12-29T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T16:08:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THAT FUCKING DIRTY CHEAP ASS PIECE OF CRAP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breathes in and out, slowly-&lt;br /&gt;i found out.. i got flown to that fucking event because a fucker named austin flew me there for the event the other time. and apparently, i had to re-save when i got out. &lt;em&gt;(WHATEVER!)&lt;/em&gt; so yes, i stopped playing ro for a few days, and i logged on ytd just for pvp. &lt;em&gt;(OH YES! PVP, IT MAKES ME SO MAD I TELL YOU!)&lt;/em&gt; then yes, i died, got sent back just before that fucking monster could deal me with its last blow. i clicked restart and i got flown to prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-breathes in and out-&lt;br /&gt;yes, i got flown to that FUCKING PRISON, where i HAD to pay 2 million to get out. &lt;em&gt;(BUT IN THE END, I COULDNT GET OUT. I GOT ANNOYED AND LOGGED OFF.)&lt;/em&gt; ok, i told him that, and this is what he said. "YOU COULD HAVE TOLD WEI HOW AND HE'LL GET YOU OUT." LIKE WTF! WTF WTF WTF! THIS FUCKING HELL MEANS THAT I LOST 2 MILLION FOR NOTHING. FOR NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, he's going to pay me back my 2 million next yr. im stopping ro anyway, no point having 3 million now. :/ and yes, i have "warned" austin that im going to curse and swear at him, every day, night, hour, minute, second, milisecond etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will extend i tell u, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUSTIN-WHATEVER-, I CURSE THAT YOU WILL GET AIDS THE TIME YOU LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY, YOUR DICK WILL EJACULATE BLOOD INSTEAD OF CUM WHEN YOU MASTURBATE. AND YOU WONT BE ABLE TO WATCH PORN BECAUSE EVERYTIME YOU TRY TO PLAY THE VIDEO/CD, YOUR COM GETS VIRUS AND YOUR CD PLAYER EXPLODES. I CURSE YOU, THAT YOUR SERVER WILL KEEP GETTING HACKED AND BUGS WILL INFILTRATE IN THERE(until i start playing RO again). AND WHEN YOU ARE PROGRAMMING RO, YOUR HANDS AND FINGERS WILL KEEP GETTING CRAMPS (unless you are programming for the ninth squad.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU FUCKING DIRTY CHEAP ASS PIECE OF CRAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling all better already. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116737731629867250?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116737731629867250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116737731629867250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116737731629867250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116737731629867250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-fucking-dirty-cheap-ass-piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116731260902870986</id><published>2006-12-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:01:16.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I KNEW IT!&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS A FUCKING FUCKING BAD DAY!&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING BAD DAY!&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVOURITE PAIR OF EARRINGS HAD TO "DETACH" ITSELF TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT LOCKED UP IN THE FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING RO PRISON.&lt;br /&gt;I PAID 2000 000 ZENY, AND THAT FUCKING PRISONER MAGE DID NOT OPEN THAT FUCKING PORTAL FOR ME TO GET OUT!&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING FUCKING HELL.&lt;br /&gt;IN THE END SOME GM GOT ME OUT, BUT MY 2 MILLION..&lt;br /&gt;FUCKK LA!&lt;br /&gt;I ONLY HAVE 3000 000+ ZENY AND I PAID 2000 000 TO GET OUT, BUT IN THE END I STILL CANT GET OUT.&lt;br /&gt;IM FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING HELL PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;I CUT SHORT MY SHOPPING SPREE SO THAT I COULD COME HOME AND TRAIN AND GET THAT FUCKING BERRY SO THAT I WONT DIE THAT FAST.&lt;br /&gt;END UP, I GET LOCKED UP IN PRISON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I EVER FIND OUT THAT ITS SOME PRANK PLAYED BY SOME IMMATURE GM FOR REVENGE, IM SERIOUSLY GOING TO FUCK THAT PERSON UPSIDE DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;MAKING ME LOSE MY 2000 000 ZENY, IS NOT A VERY FUNNY THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING ONLINE, JUST FOR PVP TODAY, IS SERIOUSLY A WASTE OF MY TIME.&lt;br /&gt;ITS 9.42PM NOW.&lt;br /&gt;PVP WAS SUPPOSE TO START LIKE, 12 MINUTES AGO?!&lt;br /&gt;IM FEELING VERY ANNOYED NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to add this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, shopping.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS RAINING FUCKING HEAVILY AT TOWN.&lt;br /&gt;and there i was, without an umbrella, walking from orchard station, to far east plaza.&lt;br /&gt;and when i met shu hui, i was drenched, wet inside out.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this leaf that got stuck to my legs. i didnt realise i was walking around with it until i was in hula and co.&lt;br /&gt;wtf la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today SUCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116731260902870986?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116731260902870986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116731260902870986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116731260902870986'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116703557102507856?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116703557102507856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116703557102507856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116703557102507856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116703557102507856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116698014022958566</id><published>2006-12-25T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:09:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;roo wants &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; for christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that captain thingy, still exist. just that its not implemented yet. this means that, i will have to give up my captain position. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a bad day, i dont feel like blogging about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating seafood pizza.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i want a red ipod nano too. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116698014022958566?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116693586196269701</id><published>2006-12-24T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T12:51:01.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its christmas eve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, 23rd december. one year ago, WE went to watch narnia together. that was probably the most embarrassing day EVER. GAH. im starting to stop RO, in case i get withdrawal when school starts. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to swee's house later! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00176.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uh, guy from naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks515.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIBIIIIII! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks506.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow white. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks505.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks498.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks503.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks502.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks500.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cardcaptor sakura and tsubasa chronicles, i think. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks499.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsubasa chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks512.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOMO KUNNNNNN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks507.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rozen maiden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00182.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00184.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00179.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ro, assassin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00186.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00188.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEACHHHHHHHHHHH~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are some random ones. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks509.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks508.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks504.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00167.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00180.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00187.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/DSC00190.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks510.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VICKY AND ASHLEYYY~! hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks514.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the indian girl that sang really well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks519.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks518.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks517-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicky's toiletttt! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b381/roo-star/roorocks530.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my earrings. im running out of space. NEED NEW STANDDDDDD!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116693586196269701?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116693586196269701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116693586196269701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116693586196269701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116693586196269701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116660810851229332</id><published>2006-12-20T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T12:53:00.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hahahaha, i see no need in blogging since nobody reads anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, blogging is just purely entertainment for me.&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be a post, with many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i think. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday: 16 december 2006 (COSFESTTTTTT!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 8am. i woke up late, but its still an unearthly hour. was suppose to be at expo by 9.15am. but i reached at 9.22am instead. hahahahaha. KT WAS LATER THAN MEEEE! "helped" set up vicky's booth. she was selling her rozen maiden artwork, naruto and phoenix wright bookmarks, some blue picture and utawarerumono artwork. hahahaha, didnt really enjoy myself that much as the previous one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were bleach cosplayers, and some people cosplayed as matsumoto, tousen kaname and &lt;strong&gt;URAHARA KISUKEEEEEEEE!&lt;/strong&gt; :D the sad thing is, all those that cosplayed as bleach characters, they are from different groups. meaning, its all random, no fixed group. so i cant take a picture of ALL the gotei captains and vice captains. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were people performing, singing actually. there are a few posers who thinks that they can sing really well, and they even have their own fan club. :/&lt;em&gt;(not that i can sing really well, but the song, its obvious that she sang out of tune.)&lt;/em&gt; although, there is this girl, indian girl actually, who can sing really well. her japanese pronounciation is GOOOD! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, during the last cosfest, i signed up for this gothic lolita mailing list. this lady make earrings, bracelets, rings etc, gothic lolita theme, and sells them online. and almost every month, she will send emails, updating us about her new products. this time, if we are going, we will be able to receive a free gift from her, that is, if we inform her that we're going. anyway, the free gift is a pair of cross earrings, just what i need for my collection. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ate dinner with kt and yenyee, prayed that yeo lililililililililili wont see us at all. hahahaha, then crapped all the way home. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday: 18th december (n level results.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up, like any other day. i didnt even feel nervous about it. over confident, i say. anyway, that day was fucked up thanks to lsh. he kept me in the office, trying to get the bloody nail polish and fake nails out. ahhhhh. he's a piece of shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 5 points, 3 subs. did better than, u-know-who. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i made plans for a sleepover at vicky's house! but my parents didnt allow me to go. ahhh, and all sorts of bullshit reasons came out. in the end, my mum still allowed anyway. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday: 19th december (SLEEPOVER AT VICKY'SSSSSS! :D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met kt early in the morning, and it was raining cats and dogs, monkeys and gorillas. hahahaha, reached her house a bit later than what was planned. watched deathnote, school rumble, azumanga daiyoh and uh, pride and prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VICKY HAS A TOILET IN HER ROOOOOOOOM! AND HER MAID MAKES PIZZASSSSS!&lt;/strong&gt; this is random, but i want a toilet in my room too. vicky has a queen-sized bed, and its super comfy/bouncy/springy. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, slept on her brother's bed instead. :/ felt so pai seh la. I LIKE SCHOOL RUMBLE AND AZUMANGA! its so, random. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 3+am, was talking to kt about random stuff. ro, he-who-should-not-be-named-on-my-blog, and some other random stuff. the next day, woke up at 9.30. watched more school rumble! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH! DORO CAME BACK FROM KOREA! AND SHE GOT ME A DBSK MOUSE PADDDDD! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed, ate lunch with her family, then back to her room for more school rumble. left at 4, was so desperate to play ro. found the com was gone, started whining to kt. its good to be home. everything is, normal-er. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard the bad news that night when i played. PVP, im so going to die. and i was in another group with grass, and some other weird people. sighhhh. but then i got transfered to the other group, so im now with connie. i still get butterflies in my tummy everytime i think about it. need to level up, faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday/today: 21 december (SHOPPING SPREE WITH DOROOOOOO! :D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up earlier than expected today, and brother's gf was already at my house. she was cooking, hahahaha. went to jurong east, waited for doro's dad. got in to the car, and doro passed me the stuff she bought from koreaaaa! :D DBSK DBSK DBSKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, went to far east and walked about randomly. doro had stuff to find. blah blah blah. ok. anyway, I BOUGHT 4 PAIRS OF EARRINGS, 2 PAIRS OF SHADES, THE STRIPY HAND SOCK AND BLACK FAKE NAILS! im a very very happy person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shangri la is a goooooood song! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURESSSSS! will be uploaded next time.&lt;br /&gt;my com is lagging because of photobucket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116660810851229332?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116660810851229332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116660810851229332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116660810851229332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116660810851229332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hahahaha-i-see-no-need-in-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116611243473416398</id><published>2006-12-15T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:07:14.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i see no point in doing anything, anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116611243473416398?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116611243473416398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my head hurts like never before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who in the world wakes up so early in the morning!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.30am=unearthly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 9.30am, just so that i can get in to the server and create my dbsk characters. i woke up at 9.25am, got online by 9.30am, couldnt play till 11am. wtf. everything i ever owned, was gone. even my pets. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i played, made my dbsk characters. and i managed to get up to lvl 50+ i think. sigh, everything is not really up yet, and im emo because of it. i lost 26k in the bank and i cant have the hair colour i want. other than that, im ok with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, im still annoyed with everything in the world. its only a matter of time before i pms again. shopping with mao tmr, hopefully i wont be emo again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116594301221856650</id><published>2006-12-13T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:03:32.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its his birthday today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12 december, i mean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fucking annoyed with someone. &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING ANNOYED&lt;/strong&gt;. yes, anyway, &lt;strong&gt;SSRO OPENS TOMORROWWWWW!&lt;/strong&gt; at the &lt;strong&gt;unearthly hour&lt;/strong&gt; of 9.30am. gah, i'm going to wake up that early just so that i can make my dbsk members. im back to sleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recently added a sign outside my bedroom door. "&lt;strong&gt;knock before entering (but if you're coming in to borrow money from me, then dont bother.)&lt;/strong&gt;" and i added another one on my wall. "&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT GOING TO LEND A SINGLE CENT TO ANYBODY ANYMORE&lt;/strong&gt;." this shows how annoyed i am with my mother and my brother for borrowing money, and not returning after a friggin long time. and it shows that, i will NOT lend them a friggin cent anymore. IM GOING TO BE RICHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i can go pierce my ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i can go eat sushi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i can go shopping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i can go eat seoul garden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i can go buy more clothes, even though i cant fit in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ssro ssro SSRO!!! gosh, i cant WAIT! this means, no more naruto for me. im at episode 164 though. hahaha. GAH! SSRO! im not enthu about it, i just want to make my dbsk characters before the elric brothers do. (: PUAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBSK! oh yes, the jigsaw puzzle, im going to give up on it soon. 1000 pieces. the only thing i have done is, just dbsk the words. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSRO! TOMORROW! THE SPRINGTIME OF YOUTH! MY DBSK CHARACTERS!&lt;br /&gt;(i like guy and rock leeee!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116594301221856650?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116594301221856650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116594301221856650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116594301221856650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116594301221856650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-his-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116585985738262167</id><published>2006-12-12T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:57:37.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;doro's flying off to korea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh, dbsk!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im honestly gaining weight everyday. the server will be up soon. (: im going to find out my house/base next week, and uh, yeah. just that. i think i will only be playing for 2 weeks. school will start by then. im probably looking forward to the captain meetings. i like meetings. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris talked to me, unexpectedly. hahahahaha. asking me whether i would be playing ssro or not. im actually not that enthu about it anymore, even though my posts have ssro all over it. im already used to not playing it anymore. so yeah, it'll take a while before it gets in to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did some file transfer on my com and i found the chatlogs. i was laughing my ass off when i read them. hahahaha. i saw the times when i was arguing with austin, trying to persuade him to make me a vice captain. that was when i first talked to chris. and we talked about, you-know-who. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was, the very first captain meeting. hahahahahahahahaha. i seriously need to get a life. things like this actually made me laugh. im losing it. hahahahaha. i might be playing badminton tomorrow. not exactly looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn hungry now, all thanks to naruto. he keeps eating ramen, now im craving for ramen too. GAH. and i think, i scared him off or something. there's this characteristic in me that makes guys scared of me. hahahahahaha. i want ramen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, doro's flying off, &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE GET ME MY DBSK POSTERS AND AS MANY MERCHANDISES YOU CAN LAY YOUR HANDS ON&lt;/strong&gt;. im becoming emo again. i need cash! cash cash cash! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im honestly, dying to get my room painted black and white. GAH. what is wrong with my dad! i dont even have a proper study table. im getting pissed.&lt;br /&gt;-pouts-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116585985738262167?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116585985738262167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116585985738262167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116585985738262167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116585985738262167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/doros-flying-off-to-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116567176745558850</id><published>2006-12-09T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T21:42:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i bought the dbsk jigsaw puzzle, and 2 packets of dbsk stickers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now im left with, the hanging 2007 dbsk calender to add to my collection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im feeling less of an ass now&lt;/strong&gt;. hahahaha. anyway, i bought the dbsk jigsaw puzzle from comics connection! gah! and my dad bought a board for me! im going to start on the jigsaw puzzle tonight! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days more till i receive my n level results. i told my brother that im very confident of passing, but now, i think im going to fail badly. oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been having weird dreams lately. i dreamt about my sec 3 classmates two nights ago. they were, giving testimonials to each other, and i was being left alone. yesterday night, i dreamt about my primary school, i saw my primary 5 form teacher, mrs kong. and suddenly, this &lt;strong&gt;mr&lt;/strong&gt; kong appeared. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, maybe i have been thinking too much lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116567176745558850?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116567176745558850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116567176745558850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116567176745558850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116567176745558850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-bought-dbsk-jigsaw-puzzle-and-2.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116559690438601429</id><published>2006-12-08T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T20:25:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im feeling really bad inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here goes. yesterday, i went to watch open season at vivocity. then after the movie, we went around shopping. i had to be at tiong by 6+ actually, so we had alot of time to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to city hall, so grass can buy her game and i can buy another shirt. uh huh, and dai was suppose to meet shu hui at the adelphi, which is opposite funan and pennisular plaza. as heard from dai, there is an audition for acting. and since dai wants to be an actress, she went, tagging shu hui along. and i was so curious about it, i went along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found out, that's where shine is. uh huh, and the audition thingy, is actually at shine. because shine is not just a modelling agency. it's&lt;em&gt; also a talent agency&lt;/em&gt; too, something like SM entertainment. so we went in, and the lady gave shu hui the application form. so i thought that, she was spotted along the streets. what's new, she was approached by 3 agencies already. it makes no difference to me if shine approaches her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda, tried out for it too. i got the form, and filled it up. sigh. and then we got interviewed by the guy, and we were suppose to meet him today. we had to bring 5 different outfits and we have to pay the deposit for the photo shoot. shine is more of a talent agency, not exactly modelling agency. but anyway, we have to pay for the photo shoot, and the printing of com cards. which adds up close to $400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling bad, because, honestly which person in the world will go up to a modelling agency and asked to be signed and she's not near model-pretty. no figure, no nice teeth, no posture, nothing. i felt so bad when i saw the com cards of the other models being displayed on the wall. there are no plus size models at all. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy interviewed us. he asked us about our experiences in modelling, and have we entered any competitions. then came the question that stumped me hard. &lt;strong&gt;why do you want to be a model?&lt;/strong&gt; unlike shu hui, i cant give a long, chim answer. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, its also the outfits thingy that bothered me the most. 5 different outfits, and a nice pair of heels, i was practically laughing my head off when he told us. 5 different outfits, i already have problems with &lt;em&gt;5 different shirts&lt;/em&gt;. and i only have cargo pants, board shorts and skirt. there's like nothing i can wear for a photoshoot. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i then found out, that it wasnt shu hui that got approached by shine. but is dai who saw it on the newspaper a long time ago. and she went to call up the agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rejected the thing anyway. hopefully by next year, after my o levels, i would be able to stick my head up high, sign the forms and pay for the photo shoots without feeling so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116559690438601429?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116559690438601429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116559690438601429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116559690438601429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116559690438601429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-feeling-really-bad-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116542305369144235</id><published>2006-12-07T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:37:33.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i want to blog, but just dont feel like blogging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like blogging at all. havent updated in like, 2 days or so. i need a new blogskin. im getting bored with my life, but yet im so lazy to do something productive, like changing my blogskin. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went for my cousin's wedding two days ago. and honestly, it has become official that i HATE weddings. yes, i got bored, and the food sucks. there were a few things that made that day, not that bad. first, its a christian kind of wedding, so everything is kept low key. it means that the bride and groom, and all the crazy yum seng khakis wont be going round the tables, screaming &lt;strong&gt;"YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM SENG"&lt;/strong&gt; at the top of their lungs. and also, my dear 6 month old niece, who eats like jack jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my cousin got a teaspoon, wanting to feed her with sharksfin soup. (kids these days..) and she sort of, rejected it. and later my aunt, went to dip that spoon into her drink, fnn orange la. and started feeding my niece. uh huh, and she likes the taste of it. from then on, she became excited at sight of the teaspoon, and she honestly licks it like jack jack, sticks her tongue out and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. and today, i went to help pack char's room. i think i became too excited about packing it, or maybe its because SSRO&lt;em&gt; was&lt;/em&gt; opening today, that i couldnt sleep the night before. hahahaha. yes, anyway, i have finish downloading the patches, all i need is the main file itself. GAH. its like a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH, i didnt get to eat fries today, but i paid for it anyway. i havent eaten anything since then. but i drank 2 cups of milk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY CANT THAT BLOODY SSRO OPEN TODAY?! I WANT TO MAKE MY DBSK CHARACTERS! GRRRRRRRR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116542305369144235?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116542305369144235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116542305369144235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116542305369144235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116542305369144235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-blog-but-just-dont-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116506988301401262</id><published>2006-12-02T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:58:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;winter cleaning. :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i tried packing my room today. and now, i have&lt;strong&gt; 4 more boxes&lt;/strong&gt; to clear. im hoping to &lt;em&gt;persuade(which actually is whining.)&lt;/em&gt; my dad to repaint my room. i wanted something like that girl on boajjang forum, have dbsk and SuJu painted on her wall. then again, it will be weird, having &lt;strong&gt;18 pairs&lt;/strong&gt; of eyes staring at you while you do your stuff. &lt;em&gt;(changing clothes, picking nose, shave etc etc.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of doing something like antm, the room where jade cole slept in. &lt;strong&gt;twiggy's room&lt;/strong&gt;, whatever. gah, i need &lt;strong&gt;groom my room too &lt;em&gt;teenage version&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while i was packing my stuff, i watched that channel 8 variety show at 8pm. its that same boring PSC variety show that hasnt change for the past 10 years or more. &lt;em&gt;(the last time i heard from my brother's ex girlfriend that the show aired when she was in primary school&lt;/em&gt;.) that show was probably as old as my previous fridge, which is probably something else now, which is older than me. it was cockroach infested, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the segments of the show are still the same. the singing competition, some trivia challenge and some celebrity will call someone who shops at PSC, ask them a question. and if they answer correctly, they win money. hmmmm. yes, i was watching the &lt;strong&gt;twits-in-the-making&lt;/strong&gt; sing. and after the first group exited the stage, i switched the tv off. i cant bear watching anymore. gah, its those, &lt;em&gt;over-grown act-cute girls&lt;/em&gt; who will become twits in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i threw out 1 bagful of trash. just 1, and i thought there were suppose to be more. well there should be more! that is, if i really clean it thoroughly. including the books that i have outgrown, the hello kitty collection which my mum took ages to queue for and hmmm, "souvenirs" from God-knows-where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, while cleaning up, i found many things. it brought back fond memories. hahahaha. i saw my diary, and read how obessesed i was with this certain guy. and love-letters from my friends. hahahaha. and honestly, im very happy that i have grown out of that and have matured a lot over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found my sailor moon and pokemon sticker books. and those random stuff that i keep over the years. oh yes, my room is filthy, very filthy. i want to re-deco my room, very very badly. i want to repaint my room and get new furniture. gah! im going to try persuading my dad to do so. i cant possibly fill up all the holes with putty. honestly, i want a new room colour, a study table, new closet blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;art of persuasion, i must learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i think im becoming like that girl in antm cycle 3, kelle. i got so emo yesterday night, that i cried myself to sleep. the reason why im like her, is because everytime i look into the mirror, i cry. she cries because she cant show any expression in her photos. and when she practice in the mirror, it kinda got worse for her that she cries everytime she looks at herself in the mirror. i cry, because i realise that, maybe for the rest of my life, i will be stuck wearing cargo pants and baggy shirts, acting like a butch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do wish, that i am able to wear tops, other than shirts, and jeans. or maybe even shorts. and then, my mum she broke the news to me that this girl, wishes to go out shopping with me. she would take me go shopping for clothes. i broke down because i have no cash and also i know that its practically impossible to find clothes that i can fit in. the no-cash part is the main reason. im not embarrassed to expose this. &lt;strong&gt;MY MUM OWES ME $1350. THE $1000 SHE &lt;em&gt;CLAIMS&lt;/em&gt; TO KEEP IT IN HER ACCOUNT AS FIXED DEPOSIT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, the whole time, she took money from me, to give it to my brother. gah, my mother and brother are a bunch of lowlives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116506988301401262?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116506988301401262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116506988301401262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116506988301401262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116506988301401262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/12/winter-cleaning.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116488830717009263</id><published>2006-11-30T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:05:07.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my mother and brother are a bunch of lowlives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered being half awake because the phone couldnt stop ringing, and my mum woke me up to ask me for more money. im very very very annoyed by the fact that my mother and brother still borrow cash from me. im the only one at home that isnt working, but yet my money still gets taken away by those lowlives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my best to help he-who-must-not-be-named. well, actually, i tried helping grass. she's the one helping he-who-must-not-be-named. i tried, i looked for pictures as reference for her while she draw them out. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need nutella. toblerone isnt helping much. i think i'll buy some tomorrow with the last of my remaining cash. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116488830717009263?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116488830717009263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116488830717009263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116488830717009263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116488830717009263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-mother-and-brother-are-bunch-of.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116472477152740902</id><published>2006-11-28T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:17:42.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what is wrong with the world!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that has been my most used sentence today. woke up at 8.10am today. i didnt get much sleep yesterday night. i got into another giggling fit just before i was suppose to sleep. went to meet twin, grass and dai. and i was 5 minutes late. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, made our way to pasir ris, but vicky was uh, MIA. we met her at lavender and i was like, half asleep. hahahaha. reached pasir ris at about 9+, almost 10am. had to decide whether to take the bus or should we walk. we uh, walked the wrong way, and decided to take the bus instead. and the bus came just in time. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached escape at 10am. and it started drizzling. GAH. we went in, and managed to ride on flipper, rainbow and viking ship. we were so close to taking the wet and wild ride when they had to put up the "rides closed due to bad weather" sign. oh man! it was our turn when they put that sign up. GAH. so we went for breakfast first. went to somewhere near d'marquee(if that's how you spell it), ate hot and spicy beef ramen, which was not even spicy at all. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cheers and poh kim. and i bought soya bean and chocolates! (: saw bleach dvd! if i have a choice, i would &lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/strong&gt; get the bleach dvd. the cover is so nice! (: went back to escape, and it was still raining. we received coupons for a free snack, ice cream, game and $6 off your next entry to either escape or wild wild wet. the rest went off playing their coupons away. i gave it to grass, im not a games person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain was about to stop, and we wanted to queue for flipper! but then, it wont start till 20-30 minutes later. GAH. so uh, we went for the stupid haunted house. there were evil plots to scare the "ghosts" instead. like, if they grab our feet, instead of screaming, we'll step on their hand and if they ask why we step, we'll go, "&lt;em&gt;i thought it was a fly&lt;/em&gt;." HAHAHAHAHAHA, grass was very very random. she said stuff like, "&lt;em&gt;its ok to be scared, since you know they are all fake&lt;/em&gt;." it was, not really scary. but we somehow got scared halfway. there was this corridor u have to way to get to the next door. and there's this body full of blood, placed on the table. and we didnt know if there was going to be anyone jumping out of nowhere trying to scare the shit out of us. hahaha. so we got out of the stupid haunted house, and we stepped out of it laughing our asses off. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uh, after that, grass and twin went for go-kart and we went for uh, the yakult ride. we met them after the ride and we wanted to take flipper, but by then, the queue was like super long. GAH. especially the viking ship. the queue started from the uh, slope thingy till the viking ship itself. it would honestly take "&lt;em&gt;4 years&lt;/em&gt;" to queue up for that ride. hahahaha. today was pretty much wasted on queuing up for the stupid rides. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what vicky said, "&lt;em&gt;1/3 price, 1/3 rides&lt;/em&gt;." inverter and revolution was closed. &lt;strong&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!&lt;/strong&gt; and they took down alpha 8. so the queues were super crowded because the main rides are either closed or taken down. and so they have to make do with the rest of the rides. i managed to take the wet and wild ride though, twice actually. but it took me almost an hour to queue up for that. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, we went to this arcade around downtown east. and honestly i dont like hanging around arcades. its noisy, and you will see twits. sigh. oh yes! and also, on our way to pasir ris, grass spotted a giant loser car, if you get what i mean. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4376/293/1600/roorocks;475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4376/293/320/roorocks%3B475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, today is pretty much wasted and im super sleepy.&lt;strong&gt; BUT, i wont sleep just yet!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-cheeky grin-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think he's angry with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116472477152740902?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116472477152740902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116472477152740902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116472477152740902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116472477152740902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-wrong-with-world-that-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116463270488358925</id><published>2006-11-27T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:05:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;twin is pissing the shit out of me again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch happy feet today with the clique. i practically laughed my ass off. we were suppose to meet at vivocity at 12noon. but uh, i got out of the house late, the bus came late, therefore im late too. the tickets for the 12.50pm show&lt;em&gt;(i think)&lt;/em&gt; was sold out. so they went to tiong instead. kt called me up to inform the change of venue. and when she called me up, i happen to reach tiong, just in time. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know that ashley came along for the movie too. hahaha. &lt;strong&gt;AND KT FORGOT TO BUY MY FRIES! HMPH! &lt;/strong&gt;so i was like, drinking coke the whole time. luckily dai gave me 2 strands &lt;em&gt;(if that's what you call)&lt;/em&gt; of fries and a nugget. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so roo's not that sad after all. (: i like happy feet, i honestly wont mind watching it again, if i have the cash. oh, i dropped my contact lens case and my wax in the theatre. i didnt realise until i reached home. no wonder my pockets felt so much lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kt left straight after the movie for her haircut at vivo. so we went walking around tiong. comics connection, more than words, fairprice. i cant find nutella there. ): then vicky and ashley went off to eat breakfast/lunch/dinner. twin left for her badminton appointment. so we went around walking, again. "we have too little time to go somewhere far, but we have too much time to stay at this boring old place." - quote grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to raffles city, which happens to be around funan and pennisular shopping centre. we wanted to go straight to pennisular plaza and funan, for my stripy shirt and for grass's game. but it just had to rain. &lt;strong&gt;SCREW RAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(both the person and the weather)&lt;/em&gt; we had no choice, but to walk around raffles city. it finally stopped raining and we went to pennisular plaza! &lt;strong&gt;AND I BOUGHT MY STRIPY SHIRT FOR $20&lt;/strong&gt;. i bought a white shirt too, for $15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to funan for grass's game. made alot of noise in the shop. grass finally bought her game and we went to the toilet. then i realised that the shirts were too small. ): the lady gave me size S. never in my teenage life would i ever&lt;strong&gt; EVER&lt;/strong&gt; fit into size S. so we went back there to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home, and dai asked if its ok to go to escape tomorrow instead. i do not want to go to sentosa tomorrow, and dai has dental on wednesday morning. especially with a boy-crazy girl. i tried on the shirts, and the stripy one was a bit loose, but the white shirt was WAY too big. this means i cant alter it. ): anyway, i did something to it, made its something like my own creation, while adopting a past fashion trend, the double-layer thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha. finally, something to match my new pair of earrings and jeans. now i need to get a pair of vans shoe. and uh, maybe more shirts. the lady who sold me the shirts were damn nice. sighhhhh, im so going back there when i get more cash. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get the red stripy shirt and maybe the green one. i want to pierce my ears again. ): sighhh, this means i need to get alot of things. GAH. my dad will probably get me more shirts from thailand. so i need to get, a pair of vans shoe, new loreal wax, red stripy shirt, safety pins, stud belt.&lt;strong&gt; AND YES! i saw this stud necklace&lt;/strong&gt;. I WANT! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, and apparently, twin does NOT want to go to escape tomorrow and she says that dai should change her dental timing instead. she is pissing the shit out of me. first she complains about the outing, then she refuse to change the date for escape. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i honestly cant wait for him to be back. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116463270488358925?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116463270488358925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116463270488358925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116463270488358925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116463270488358925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/twin-is-pissing-shit-out-of-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116455510600010134</id><published>2006-11-26T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:31:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;emo-ing again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been updating on my other blog nowadays. i need some privacy for the stuff that i wish nobody would ever be able to find out. hahahaha. happy feet tomorrow with the clique, hopefully. (: but we're going to vivo, and&lt;strong&gt; i really hate vivo&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, the outing was cancelled. hmmm. one was suppose to go to &lt;strong&gt;hokkaido&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;on the day of the outing&lt;/em&gt;. then uh, there were 2 other guys who were &lt;em&gt;rather unwilling to do anything&lt;/em&gt;. even when everything was re-planned, it was cancelled the very next day, which was on wednesday, the morning when i was getting ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to attend dance farewell on wednesday too. &lt;em&gt;obviously i didnt attend&lt;/em&gt;. was at dai's house watching &lt;strong&gt;disney channel, high school musical, suite life of zack and cody and wendy wu&lt;/strong&gt;! hell yeah! i like wendy wu! and that co-star, shin koyamada. he's suppose to be a monk from china. but in reality, he's a japanese who fell in love with american shows since young. he got a black belt in karate &lt;em&gt;(i think)&lt;/em&gt; within 18 months, just by studying it for a few years and practising it for 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a part when he was suppose to speak chinese. he sounded so off. HAHAHAHAHA. anyway, ordered macs for lunch. and dai's mum cooked dinner. its been like, a million years since i ate homecooked food. yes, i live a pathetic life where my parents dont cook meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing shin koyamada on wendy wu was like, deja vu. i saw him in my dreams 2 nights before i watched wendy wu. and yes, in my dream he was fighting and was escaping from the bad people. hahahahahaha. its amazing how i dream of random guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been emo for, 2 days? yes, 2 days. my friggin mum took my cash, again. for the gazillionth time. so i'm now left with like, $20? yes. and im going for movies, escape and shopping. GAH. now she owes me $400. and my brother owes me $61. WHAT IS FRIGGIN WRONG WITH THIS BLOODY WORLD!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! i want to get that &lt;strong&gt;stripy long sleeve top&lt;/strong&gt; at pennisular plaza. going there with grass soon. she wants to go to funan to get her game. oh yes! i cant wait till the 1st. 2 people will be gone for like, 2 months or so, and the server is opening! not that im going to participate actively. but at least, i do not need to spend my time on&lt;em&gt; youtube, neopets, dbic forum and boajjang forum&lt;/em&gt; day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, &lt;strong&gt;i lost my job&lt;/strong&gt;. im quite happy actually. i do not need to wake up so early to update those forums anymore! (: but now i need cash, and my mum took my pay! GAH! im getting pissed off again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116455510600010134?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116455510600010134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116455510600010134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116455510600010134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116455510600010134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/emo-ing-again.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116339531567410580</id><published>2006-11-13T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:28:09.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; first day of work, was ok i guess. all i had to do was just update advertisements. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gahhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; i just hate waking up so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9am, was lying on my bed. dozing off every now and then. got up at 9.30am. did what i had to do and came online. so basically my job requires me to be online from morning till afternoon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is getting boring. maybe i should start doing the housework or something. OH! its like.. a week or so till the outing. i cant wait! like finally go out and have fun &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;! not just fun. its fun &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;! ok i'm not making any sense. but&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; gahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i was feeling damn emo yesterday. i went blog hopping. i see stuff made me wonder about my life. i mean.. those people that are famous and those that are like, real pretty, they make me ponder over alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so emo that i cried, yeah. im losing a few screws, i think. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting so awkward, we are not even talking anymore. hahahaha. its a good thing, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im honestly thinking of cancelling the damn outing. i dont want to go out, with the mood of having fun, and yet get all pissed halfway.&lt;em&gt; twin was complaining about the outing she went like, "why cant we go to escape theme park?", "i hate steamboat." and "i want to go to the zoo."&lt;/em&gt; like ok. if you want to go, why not just go. stop spoiling the damn mood ok. i have been waiting for this for almost a year. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A WHOLE GODAMM FRIGGIN YEAR OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont get excited over stuff, just to have some &lt;em&gt;pesky, immature person &lt;/em&gt;ruining my day for me. you can honestly choose not to appear on that day. its just one person lesser for me to account for, one factor lesser that will get me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&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/27356338-116339531567410580?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116339531567410580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116339531567410580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116339531567410580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116339531567410580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116332092569552545</id><published>2006-11-12T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:51:50.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i found out that i could have gotten my hair green alot sooner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the green dye is sold at guardian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the colour is not out by next week, im seriously going to buy it and re-dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very... emotional for me, to be sitting in my room, listening to those ballad-y dbsk songs while watching the sunset. i'll be starting work tomorrow, which doesnt require me to go out at all. i cant even soak up some sunshine. ahhhhhh. but at least, i get paid for working at home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe this, i actually added a twit on friendster. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love staying at home, alone, on a sunday. i managed to do a little bit of housework. mopped the floor, folded the clothes and hanged my brother's clothes. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gahhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that my hair will turn ash soon. i'm seriously thinking of getting the green hair dye. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this means i wasted $60 for nothing. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116332092569552545?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116325871317020888</id><published>2006-11-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:25:13.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the covenant.. is not that nice as it seems.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drama is nice.. seeing those actors fight.&lt;br /&gt;the effects, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;but i think the story line sucks.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of the 4 main guys are cute.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;im going to watch death note.&lt;br /&gt;vicky said its nice.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116325871317020888?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116322130657314660</id><published>2006-11-11T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:01:46.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the covenant later with twin and vicky!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting awkward for us both now.&lt;br /&gt;(at least.. that's what i think la.)&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think xiah is damn cute in the balloons mv.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116322130657314660?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116322130657314660/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116316137755081016</id><published>2006-11-10T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:03:27.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;edit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have shiny hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my hair is turning ash colour.&lt;br /&gt;its.. very shiny now.&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock, after i peed, when i saw how shiny my hair was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;i think it will take a while more before my hair actually turns ash completely.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZinC was working as a talent scout at orchard last time.&lt;br /&gt;that's why she said that i looked familliar.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH OH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DBSK IS COMING TO SINGAPORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE FINALLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY THEY REALISE THAT SINGAPORE ACTUALLY EXISTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;now i hope that someone from SM Entertainment will be there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound really desperate.&lt;br /&gt;i think i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jade cole, antm cycle 6.&lt;br /&gt;she's in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;doing a show.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116316137755081016?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116299033079529853</id><published>2006-11-08T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:52:10.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im so pissed off with clubbox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116299033079529853?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116299033079529853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116299033079529853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought 3 pairs of earrings.. ok 4 pairs.&lt;br /&gt;i bought chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;dbsk poker cards and nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;took neoprints, which turned out like crap.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate sushi.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i last ate sushi..&lt;br /&gt;which was.. 26th oct.&lt;br /&gt;that's so long la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;now im craving for it again.&lt;br /&gt;if im rich enough, i would want to have sakae in my house.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll eat sushi for as long as i want.&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;and gyoza too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the start of winter..&lt;br /&gt;and its definitely getting colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might just.. sleep a little earlier today..&lt;br /&gt;like at 10pm maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i finish watching heroine 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oooooo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ZinC might have seen me beforeeeee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she said that i look familiar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116290512286365909?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116290512286365909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116290512286365909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116290512286365909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116290512286365909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/shopping-with-doro-is-fruitful.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116274047471100255</id><published>2006-11-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:58:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;saddam sentenced to hang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder what will be on his orbituary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will probably be on mine.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="220" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 3px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 3px solid" alt="QuizGalaxy!" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-roo-4-1-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What" will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out where my retro pink shades went to.&lt;br /&gt;i have been looking for it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and kinda gave up looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;but NOW...&lt;br /&gt;i found out where it has been to.&lt;br /&gt;and who was wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;he saw it in my parents room.&lt;br /&gt;said it had been there for the past 5 months and nobody touched it.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he took it and have been wearing it for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;and he refuse to give it back.&lt;br /&gt;quotes " if i return to you, then what i wear to class?!"&lt;br /&gt;WA LAOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;i dont care!&lt;br /&gt;its mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he first took my pink shades i bought at far east.&lt;br /&gt;then he took my &lt;strong&gt;FAVOURITE&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; PAIR THAT I BOUGHT AT BUGIS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i hate pink, that pair.. is my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;it has this unique design.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT IT BACK NOWWW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;):&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116274047471100255?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116274047471100255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116274047471100255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116274047471100255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27356338/posts/default/116274047471100255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/2006/11/saddam-sentenced-to-hang.html' title=''/><author><name>roo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02639794626637655950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27356338.post-116265631770018800</id><published>2006-11-05T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:05:17.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;dbsk.. first love..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finish watching first love.&lt;br /&gt;acted by micky, u-knw and &lt;em&gt;that.. jeon hye bin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE HER!&lt;br /&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;u-know...&lt;br /&gt;ive been.. beating my chest, biting my pillow everytime i see him dance and fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT U-KNOWWWWWWWWW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda hate the weekends when i dont have anything to do.&lt;br /&gt;i have been watching videos on youtube.. like everyday!&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want u-knowwww.&lt;br /&gt;and i want to watch xman and antm!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27356338-116265631770018800?l=thumbsucker-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thumbsucker-.blogspot.com/feeds/116265631770018800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27356338&amp;postID=116265631770018800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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