<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:35:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheryl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>300</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2278889239472688521</id><published>2008-12-31T02:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:50:13.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://serendipitylovee.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://serendipitylovee.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2278889239472688521?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2278889239472688521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2278889239472688521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2278889239472688521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2278889239472688521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/change-of-blog-link-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1710113868919106752</id><published>2008-12-30T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:49:29.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from Ubin. Pictures are with Wilson. Met Wilson Mark Dennis Tingwei at the bus there, and head down to ChangiVillage. Took a ferry there, and we rented a bike. Saw a dog shit, and it certainly look damn gross. Cycled round and up and downs till like 5plus. I'm so sorry for cycling so slow. I told you guys I sure walk already can ! LoL ! At least I know, I wont be heading there anytime soon, haha ~ &amp;amp;Thankyou to all of you for cycling so slow and keep cycling back to see where am I ;X SEE. This shows how slow I am ;X It was a fun day though (: Head home to change, and off to TM to look for them. We were thinking where to settle our dinner, and we ended up in BaliThai. HOKAY. I cant finish my food-.- And thanks to Tingwei. I think hes like damn hungry cause he finished up my portion as well. Shit and sperm is what we were talking about during dinner time. Walked around to accompany Dennis to get his stuffs, and headed home. Uber shag now. rrahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1710113868919106752?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1710113868919106752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1710113868919106752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1710113868919106752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1710113868919106752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-from-ubin.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8470382109048071389</id><published>2008-12-30T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:19:52.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read the horoscope, they told me Pisces babies need to be alone for the month of January. Therefore, I'm going to go emo gaga for the month of January. ROFL. I might be quitting my work earlier den expected. Cant stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really short entry before I head out to meet Wilson and his friend to Ubin trip. He told me to bring my passport along in case police check on me. WELLDONE !-.- I just hope I dont get chased by dogs later, the bicycle dont go haywire later, and the mosquitoes wont bite me later. I already standby one big bottle of medicated oil. IN CASE ! hhahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay, I'm uber late. I'm supposed to meet them at 12, but look at the time.&lt;br /&gt;This might be the last entry in this blog already, hoho (:&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait cant wait cant wait to start blogging in the new blog, actually i blogged alr, but it'll appear on 1st Jan. Hhaa(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8470382109048071389?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8470382109048071389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8470382109048071389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8470382109048071389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8470382109048071389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-read-horoscope-they-told-me-pisces.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2847944096398878657</id><published>2008-12-29T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:25:37.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hate toothache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it to the max seriously. Each time it hurts, I popped a panadol. So let's see, I've already popped 16panadols since yesterday. No. I'm not committing suicide, but I'm trying to just ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone with Johnathan last night around 1plus, and its always me ranting, him listening to my rants ;X bwhahahhas. And I'm always complaining I'm hungry. Talking about that, I've put on damn a lot of weight already, like seriously. That sillyboy told me something last night, and I was shocked for a moment. HAHA. So today, I was supposed to hit BukitBatok to meet up with dumbdumb. But he gotta do projects like super last min, so I ended up in Boonlay do some exploring. HAA ! Gotten my stuffs and down to Clementi to meet up with sicko&amp;amp;Honghui. Stayed at there till her training ends, den over to town to meet up with Hogan&amp;amp;Regina. Dinnered at Pastamania, and my teeth is killing me, yet I still drank coke. Walked around town, and trained home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zouk/StJames this wednesday, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2847944096398878657?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2847944096398878657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2847944096398878657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2847944096398878657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2847944096398878657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hate-toothache.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7529792957028641751</id><published>2008-12-27T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:18:25.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;His confessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to change my bloglink, and I've already come up with one link. I shall start blogging in there for the year 2009. And it sounds a lil, funny, but it doesnt matter. Who knows I'll change it again some time next year, HAHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night, while all the other army guys book in, Ian din. He damn lucky cause his camp to his home is like damn near lahs. ROFL~ So we ended up webcamming with each other. Was supposed to only webcam for like 10mins, but we ended up webcamming till 3plus in the morning. Woke up around 1plus on Friday by workplace's phone call. Nua'ed at home till like 3plus, and off I went for work. Its seriously like tiring me out now the work. Rah. I think I'm quitting it months later. I never stay in a job for so long luhs. HOHO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, and was talking to Johnathan. He called me up at 3am this morning. It was supposed to be like em, 15mins convo, but we ended up talking till like close to 430 this morning. All the rantings to him, and yes, thankyou. I feel so much better. Woke up uber late for work today, thats why I ended up cabbing to work-.- I freaking woke up at 12-.- Texted Love till we both fell asleep, and I'm so sorry for waking you up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is uber tiring, maybe its cause of lack of sleep. I need my sleep. Tmr will be working again. Monday I think I'm meeting dumbdumb, but that idiot wants me to go down to BukitBatok first-.- RRAAHH. That's damn effing far.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I guess I'll be heading to Ubin with RandomWilson. Idk who is he going with, but all he told me was " I'll let you know again" HOKAY. Ubin got dogs, I'm damn scared of dogs. Prepare to see me screaming my ass off already ! AHAH&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday should be Flyer with family, and also. I guess clubbing with Jo. I'm not too sure if my cousin is going along.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is working day for me. Shucks a new year. Same goes for Friday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, its back to school. I'm pretty sure I wont be able to wake up for first lesson. Maybe, I wont even turn up on first day of school. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me a secret last night. The secret shocked me for a moment. HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOKAY. I'm going to search new skins for my new bloglink, else. I'll stick to the current one (: I miss you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7529792957028641751?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7529792957028641751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7529792957028641751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7529792957028641751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7529792957028641751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/his-confessions-ive-decided-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6534232917391325022</id><published>2008-12-26T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:49:55.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Body clock so screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random 1 : I'm beginning to hate working life now. Urgh&lt;br /&gt;Random 2 : I'm feeling uber cold now ;( But I'm in Love's jacket (:&lt;br /&gt;Random 3 : I was talking to Ian on msn till like 3plus this morning &amp;amp;I'm blaming that crazypig for screwing my body clock. HHAA. So mean HOOKAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Love. Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update a proper one when I'm home. weets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6534232917391325022?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6534232917391325022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6534232917391325022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6534232917391325022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6534232917391325022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/body-clock-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3739217383144075764</id><published>2008-12-26T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T03:24:09.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here I am, blogging at such hour again. I'm feeling sad now ;( Cheena songs makes me feel so much worse. Its been a long time since I last listened to Chinese songs. Slowly, pictures of you appearing in my mind just like a jigsaw puzzle. One piece by one piece, forming your image. I miss you. I wish I could fall asleep in your arms. I wish, and I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3739217383144075764?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3739217383144075764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3739217383144075764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3739217383144075764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3739217383144075764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1624548530973468795</id><published>2008-12-25T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T00:22:42.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It was never the First time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 4plus this morning, was happily talking to&lt;strong&gt; Johnathan&amp;amp;Ian&lt;/strong&gt;, till I forgot about time. Great. I texted&lt;strong&gt; Love&lt;/strong&gt;, and in between I actually wake up to reply him cause &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;complained that hes bored. I texted him till I fell asleep. I mixed reality with dreams up. Dont bother about that. I snoozed from 10am to 11am. I did it on purpose. I was dead tired luhs. Lack of sleep. RAHRAH. I was late for work as usual, by 5mins. I missed that one fucking bus, and it will cause me to be late by 5mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on a public holiday was never fun. We were all wondering, why cant those people stay home during public holidays. Why must they go to shopping malls , and shopping malls have to open just for them? We could enjoy ourselves also de lae. HAH. Work was tiring, but time passes so quickly. Which is a good thing afterall isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bussed home, bus too crowded. This freaking uncle stared at me all the way from Parkway to Tampines. When I stared back at him, he looked away. &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;S,&lt;/strong&gt; its not the first time this is happening, I hate you. Let's see. He shall now stay away from my life like again. This isnt the first time, its the third time its happening like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt; is being sucha, how do I say, sweet talker now. That guy wanted to come over and find me this morning and send me to work, but when I wake up, he texted me this " &lt;em&gt;hello baby! I just reached home and im very tired cant pick you up. Miss you&lt;/em&gt; " he thinks calling me baby will make everything sounds sweeter? Hes flooding me with his love now. Ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, someone dated me out on Valentine's already, in advance. How pathetic can it gets. NewYear I'm working, Valentine's Day I'm working, even on my birthday. I wanna 2009 to come quick, not because I'm looking forward to turning 19, but because I hope 2009 will be a better year. People in my life, that make a huge impact this year, I thank you all for being once there. At least now, things between us are better than before. And 2009 better be a better year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwad sake, I feel like falling in love. ROFL. OKay, damn random. HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want just for me&lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa that’s my only wish this year &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1624548530973468795?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1624548530973468795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1624548530973468795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1624548530973468795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1624548530973468795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-was-never-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6925554515962340890</id><published>2008-12-25T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T04:26:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MERRY XMAS EARTHLINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; SPREAD THE LOVE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My body clock is so damn bloody screwed for now, officially. Look at the time, and I'm still freaking awake luhs. PLUS. I gotta work later ;( I see my eyebags even deeper now. RRAHH. XmasEve/Xmas is just another day for me. This year it doesnt makes any difference. Staying at  home this XmasEve, maybe its a good thing, cause I catched up with a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so random, &lt;strong&gt;JiaJun&lt;/strong&gt; came down from TiongBahru to Tampines to meet me, and accompany me to buy food. Bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Kerli &lt;/strong&gt;at inter, and she thought he was my boyfriend-.- Rotted at house nearby, and then he cabbed home. I know you'll read this one day. Thankyou for coming all the way down today(: Its super random I swear. But its nice seeing you and catching up with you. Youre still the same. The one who'll never say anything good about me. And quit that X-factor thingy, you dont have it. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online'd and catched up with &lt;strong&gt;TMS&lt;/strong&gt; (: We were talking about those times when we were together, how he helped me to control my coke intake and all. My &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; was nagging to me that I should quit coke like the past, and hes going to help me once again (: Its just so nice talking to him again, and yes, I kinda miss you too luh (: I believe 2009 will be a better year for both you&amp;amp;me. Be it in studies, love life, family and all (: 2009 will be a better year yeah (: &amp;amp;Claim your stuffs soon from me. HHAA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online'd with &lt;strong&gt;Johnathan&lt;/strong&gt; as well (: I believe these are the people, that are not those hi-bye friends, come in and go out of our lives so fast. Had a nice chat with him, and I believe you can find better girls luh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;So, Xmas eve I slept till like 3plus in the noon. Nothing special happened today. Dinnered at Eatzi to celebrate parents anniversary (: Left early cause &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; was unwell, vomitting and all, which makes me kinda piss off. I was pissed off just now, but now. I'm feeling better, so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last Xmas I was with &lt;strong&gt;TMS&lt;/strong&gt;, and we somehow celebrated it over at &lt;strong&gt;bitch's&lt;/strong&gt; belated birthday chalet. It was one of the happier moments in my life. He made an impact in my life. He was like the one who help me to control my diet and all. Now that we've broken up, but iloveyou lah (: As a friend, we both knows that. Please if you remember what you promise, my spammed smses hor ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to continue to update further. There's work for me later. I gotta wake up at like 10am, which left me with less than 7hours of sleep. Work for the next few days. Endure ! I cant wait for 15th Jan to come quick. I wan money please. I've spent like a sum of my pay on food already. This is a bad sign. I'm putting on weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Santa, I want him for Xmas still, do you hear me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6925554515962340890?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6925554515962340890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6925554515962340890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6925554515962340890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6925554515962340890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2648856418719008973</id><published>2008-12-24T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T04:22:01.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant get to bed. So many things on my mind now. So many things running through my mind. Daddy&amp;amp;Mummy's anniversary, as well as xmas eve. But why, it doesnt even feels like one. Fucking asshole this particular person is pissing me off in msn, bugging me for birthday present. Things are so different now. I want to ring people up, but I dont know what am I going to say, whats going to come out from my mouth. Fuckshit, I feel like crying right now. On xmas eve. Its raining heavily right now outside my house. I wish I could run into the rain and get myself drench. NO. I dont wanna fall sick. I wanna run to Love's place now ;( Gayboy isnt replying me. I hate it. I hate him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BYE. I think I wanna read HarryPotter and the Order of the Phoenix already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2648856418719008973?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2648856418719008973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2648856418719008973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2648856418719008973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2648856418719008973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-get-to-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3308275848381940291</id><published>2008-12-24T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:29:08.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then again, maybe not. I'll still love you dummyboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3308275848381940291?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3308275848381940291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3308275848381940291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3308275848381940291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3308275848381940291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5775684912922021226</id><published>2008-12-23T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:52:27.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"DingDong darling, I miss you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to do a proper update as my &lt;strong&gt;BFF&lt;/strong&gt; is updating his blog as well ;D I just ended my phone call with him, and yes. That girl have finally understood what is happening and is staying away from him (: But here comes another one, hes in for a big time, as always. HAH ! I love being on phone with&lt;strong&gt; BFF&lt;/strong&gt;, he rocks (: He've gone through with me so many ups&amp;amp;downs. He also have every updates about my life (: He knows me well ;DD That's why I love him. HAH (: I'm glad the issue on her is over for you, huge relief right ! ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back not too long ago. I'm using my com now instead of my lappy cause I've no idea where is the charger. Its somewhere in my house. I gotta go look for it, soon (: Supper/late dinner with my family, and I went over to get some stuffs for myself, mum and brother (: Rang &lt;strong&gt;BFF&lt;/strong&gt; up cause he called me earlier on, but I missed the call. And hes being sucha ass cause he laughed out damn loud the moment I told him about my eyebrow and fringe, telling him how screwed it is. Damn evil sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so bored in the evening, I wanted to get out of my house. So I headed over to my &lt;strong&gt;grandma's&lt;/strong&gt; place to look for my &lt;strong&gt;mum,&lt;/strong&gt; as well to visit my&lt;strong&gt; grandma&lt;/strong&gt;(: And I received my xmas gifts (: hoho ;DD It seemed like the last time I met my &lt;strong&gt;grandma&lt;/strong&gt; was months back, but actually, its just weeks ago. Well, they all understand that I gotta work, thats why (: 201 with my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt;, we did some random walking at pasamalam. It was rather small luhs, and there isnt much things to shop also. Ohwells. Bought food and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on, I woke up around 12pus, prepared and brought my &lt;strong&gt;brother&lt;/strong&gt; to Bugis to do some shopping. OKAY, Bringing him out cost like a bomb can ! LOL ! But what's important is that hes happy (: Gotten stuffs, and we trained down to PasirRis. Bought some stuffs again, and we went KFC (: It was rushing cause he gotta tuition at 5pm -.- And he was late. HAHA It's XMAS eve tmr, time pass so fast. I want 15th of Jan to come quick, pretty please ;D &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; texted me this morning, and after that he texted me again around 6plus. Den, he disappeared again.At times, I just dont understand guys-.- URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to work from Thursday till Sunday again. Shucks. I need my sleep desperately. And OHOH. I finished reading PS. iloveyou(: Its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my damn fringe rebond soon. Fuck. I might as well cut bangs right. URGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5775684912922021226?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5775684912922021226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5775684912922021226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5775684912922021226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5775684912922021226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/dingdong-darling-i-miss-you-im-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8154798834793318609</id><published>2008-12-23T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:03:31.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you. Youre probably enjoying yourself right now, or playing games. Here I am, missing you. I wish youre here by my side now. I want hugs ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8154798834793318609?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8154798834793318609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8154798834793318609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8154798834793318609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8154798834793318609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3950143242234490172</id><published>2008-12-23T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:56:51.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm missing you so much right now boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was a rather busy day. I chiong'ed my VCD from 11plus when I got home from work, all the way till like close to 5am this morning. Headed to bed around 5plus, and &lt;strong&gt;Christopher's&lt;/strong&gt; phone call woke me up -.- He came over to my place to take mahjong tiles from me, and TADAH, he got me awake already-.- I was like rotting my time away, stoning my time away luhs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prepared and left house to meet &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt; at interchange for the facial thingy (: Had my eyebrow trimmed and now it look damn fucking small, tiny ;( The facial was good (: You can feel the difference luhs, seriously (: &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; is going to bring me to CitySpa to try their facial (: weees! We felt like cutting our hair, so we went to get our hair cutted (: And yes, I successfully screwed my own hair, like seriously. Its feeling damn uncomfortable now luh ;( Cause of my damn kuku fringe, rrahhnesss. I know I'll get used to it. &lt;strong&gt;Mum &lt;/strong&gt;must be happy now cause she can see both my eyes instead of my right eye only . ROFL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Headed home and went for badminton with&lt;strong&gt; cousins&lt;/strong&gt;. I felt better after that badminton session. Maybe, we should have it more often (: All that little running did a lil help (: Joined them only for like an hour, den rushed home to bath and prepared. Bussed down over to&lt;strong&gt; Shili's&lt;/strong&gt; place for gathering (: Meet up with&lt;strong&gt; bitch&lt;/strong&gt; at the busstop, and we bumped into &lt;strong&gt;MrSham&amp;amp;family&lt;/strong&gt; (: Pizza for dinner, and its just so nice seeing all of them once again. Not all but some (: as in, niot all of them went. Catching up sessions is always love (: Seeing like maybe half of the &lt;strong&gt;5A babies&lt;/strong&gt; makes me happy ;D Played games and camwhored with &lt;strong&gt;Leongweiwei,&lt;/strong&gt; den cabbed back with &lt;strong&gt;Danial &lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm currently VCD'ing again ;DD And I gotta wake up to bring my&lt;strong&gt; brother&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;cousin&lt;/strong&gt; to Bugis to walk around and shop for my &lt;strong&gt;brother's&lt;/strong&gt; xmas present as well. See, I'm sucha nice sister. He better not bombed me with some expensive stuffs else I'll sure slap him ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had a lil quarrel with &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; today, for no reason. Fuckit, that bloody bastard is always like this. Happy only say all the nice things, unhappy only den like show attitude. After that he'll say I attitude him, like fucking asshole. I'm not going to text him like this time already luhs. _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no idea where's&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; now. I miss him like a lot seriously ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3950143242234490172?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3950143242234490172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3950143242234490172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3950143242234490172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3950143242234490172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-you-boy-today-was-rather-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8608875902918498347</id><published>2008-12-22T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:41:53.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;One in a million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HI. I slept at 2plus last night. Surprisingly, its consider early for me . HAH (: i read a few chapters on &lt;em&gt;PS. ILOVEYOU&lt;/em&gt;. Its a damn interesting book, I'm loving it. I'm not really a book lover, and this particular book caught my attention ;D Woke up and snoozed. I hate it. I was nearly late for work, but I wasnt ;D I was early instead. HAH (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work was havoc today. Customer flow isnt constant at all . All four fittings room were occupied, people queuing for the fitting room, clothes pile up like noone's business. Mins later, you'll find the place super quiet . And that's the time for us to start hanging back all the clothes and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sales was alright for today. Extended shopping hours till 1030, which cause me to knock off only at 1030. &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; is being an ass. We were supposed to go supper, but that bloody idiot was super lazy, and din have extra helmet, so we din go for supper in the end. rrahhness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Headed home, the bus was super noisy, and there were super loads of guys. like seriously. Probably 4/5 of the bus contains guys. ahha ;D okays, enough of nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tmr facial with &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt;, den badminton with lilcousins, and 5A gathering at &lt;strong&gt;Shili's&lt;/strong&gt; place. Coolness, one week of my holidays gone now like again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, I hope he isnt dota'ing away cause I dont rlly like guys who dota. And yes, Dota sucks biggest time like seriously.&lt;strong&gt; Love&lt;/strong&gt; knows why. HAH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My cousin's grandpa passed away , therefore hes back at his own place now. Great, now my house is in total peace ;D Parents anniversary getting nearer and nearer. Xmas as well (: den NewYear. Man, I wan 2009 to come quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp;Love, iloveyou(: and I miss you ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;StJames on 31st, anyone ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;New year, and I'm not going to like slack my time away already. I haven even finish my Year1 lor ;( I'm going to try to attend school daily, on time is difficult. HAH ~ At least I show my face can already. To be less stony in class and where ever I am. HHAA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8608875902918498347?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8608875902918498347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8608875902918498347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8608875902918498347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8608875902918498347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-in-million-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5802709489061644249</id><published>2008-12-21T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:21:06.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Youre the best candidate to spell to me LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI, I'm back from work. Its super tiring. I only knocked out at 5am this morning. I thought by listening to my mp3 it will help me to make myself sleep. Who knows, I end up feel like clubbing. HOOKAY. This is not a very good sign. HAHA. Woke up around 10plus for work (: Super shag I tell you. Headed to work, and realised they extend the shopping hours, thank god I'm not affected today (: Work was uber tiring ;( I miss Love lahs ;( Knocked off around 930, and headed over to DP. Great, I reserve more items ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm ddamn lazy to blog. Work's tmr. sianness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5802709489061644249?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5802709489061644249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5802709489061644249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5802709489061644249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5802709489061644249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-best-candidate-to-spell-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4212731186712301238</id><published>2008-12-20T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:57:28.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause youre all that I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm back home from work. Nothing much happened today. I headed off to work. My headache was killing me. I went to a provision shop to get myself panadols. I wanted two pills of extra strong panadol, but they dont have it, so I got the flu one instead. I was too lazy to see which one I wanted. I told the girl to just anyhow get me, and I just anyhow pop it into my mouth. Excellent right? HAH. I know (: S called me when I was on my way to work, saying hes at parkway. Put down my stuffs and after that went to get stuffs for my collegues. Happened to bump into S outside, and that kukubird, say want come find me end up talk cock only. Slaps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work was tiring ;( Cause I was sick, and also a little shag. This stupid lady knowing we're closing soon, yet she took her own sweet time. We were all pissed with her luhs, seriously. But time pass so fast today at work. The next min I know, Siti told me "20more mins to closing" . Rongshen came and look for me after work today. Farhana&amp;amp;Baby thought he was my boyfriend. Super funny lahs they -.- Headed to mac, and after that bussed back to Tampines. Buy food for my brothers and saw MsTeo(one of the SHSS teacher) and her mum was friendly. Her mum even said goodbye to me. LOl ! RongShen then sent me all the way back home, and big thankyou (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to hit my bed soon, cause I'm still not recovering yet ;( Happy 5th month love (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4212731186712301238?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4212731186712301238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4212731186712301238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4212731186712301238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4212731186712301238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/cause-youre-all-that-i-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-9174362661623958022</id><published>2008-12-19T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:06:45.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Confessions of a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why bother telling people two different stories? Obviously youre the one who did everything to him, and you come telling me say he did everything to you? If you think this is going to make me jealous or something, Or this whole thing is going to spoil the ForeverBoyfriend-Girlfriend friendship between me and him, I'm so sorry that you failed. You cling onto him like noone's business, you dragged him everywhere you go. You hold him, and you tell me he held your hands.WHAHA. I known him for years, and I know that he isnt such a guy luhs. Just because he din accepted you like 3years back, you bombed some stupid stories saying you lost your memory and you cant remember his name? Gwad sake, when you saw him, you asked me if thats &lt;em&gt;(inserts name).&lt;/em&gt; ROFLOL ! Telling us youre single? When I heard from&lt;em&gt; (inserts name)&lt;/em&gt; and you telling us that youre going to get married next year. Now you claim that youre saying that because I told you hes my boyfriend and you got so depress? What. Texting him telling him saying something like I'm willing to share boyfriend. Letting you have him on even number days while I take him on odd number days? Please. When the hell you even mention that to me? On one hand, you claim you love your boyfriend. On the other hand, you go and tell other people that you miss this guyA, miss that guyB. People seen you on streets holding hands and kissing with other guysC/D/E/F/G. You lied that you dont really go club, WOAH. People seen you around at clubs like almost every week. Bombster. Try harder in spoiling the friendship between me&amp;amp;him luh uh. If you think he will break his friendship with me cause of you, youre so so wrong. He'll break your friendship with you, cause of me more likely. Go find out how close we are before breaking us up luhs. We are closer than what you think luhs please. Reason cause hes my forever bestfriend, my forever boyfriend, my forever closefriend, buddy and etc. HAHA (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OKAY. Enough of rant&lt;strong&gt;. Girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt; were supposed to meet up in the noon, but after the usual dragging, we ended up only meeting like 5plus. Yesterday afternoon was super miserable. I cried the whole afternoon, I missed&lt;strong&gt; Love&lt;/strong&gt;. We ended up getting my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; to buy food for us, and we dinnered at my place. They headed home. My head was super heavy. Cause I knocked my head like too many times within 2days. And &lt;strong&gt;coconut&lt;/strong&gt; told me that I knocked myself at StJames the other night as well. Sick combo is totally shit. I hate it. I knocked out at 1plus after on phone with &lt;strong&gt;coconut.&lt;/strong&gt; Lala'land till today, around 2pm. I woke up cause of a nightmare. How shitty ass. I texted &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; and hes a lil pissed now cause I woke him up. YAY. Hes on leave till 29th. Shall see him soon, dats what he said, as always. My neck is getting better, but its still hurting me. I gotta work later. And I think &lt;strong&gt;RongShen&lt;/strong&gt; is coming down to find me after work. I cant afford to take MC for work. One MC, and all the benefits gone. I'm waiting for the time to pass by. TickTock. My head is still a lil spinny-ish. &amp;amp;Its going to be work over the weekends. Gosh, so fast, one week of my holidays gone. I still got 2more weeks to go. Xmas is getting nearer and nearer. Before Xmas is here, tmr is the 20th already. Will &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; remember what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My&lt;strong&gt; cousin&lt;/strong&gt; is here to stay. Hes like one noisy bomb. The noise pollution. His voice alone is enough to cover like probably 4earthlings voice. Yes, that's how noisy he is. &amp;amp;I'm not too sure how long is he going to stayover. PLUS, I'm not yet fully recover. Dont wish me speedy recovery, cause I know I cant. With the noise level, I think my illness will be more jialat. Who knows there'll be another new sick combo. RAHRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is feeling better(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-9174362661623958022?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9174362661623958022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=9174362661623958022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/9174362661623958022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/9174362661623958022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/confessions-of-broken-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3539687622882214913</id><published>2008-12-18T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:13:30.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you Love. You know I do. As I sent that online message in friendster to you, tears keep rolling down. I miss the old you. I miss the you when we first fall in love. I miss every part of you. I cried and I read back those old smses. I miss you. I miss talking to you on the phone till you're tired. I miss online-gaming with you. I miss smsing you the whole day. I miss going out with you. I miss those times when we were together alone. I miss those times you come over and find me at my place cause we were both late. I miss those times you massage my back cause I was complaining about those aches. So many things just come into my mind. I miss you. I know I wanted you, and boy you know that as well, right? So many a times I fall for someone, it was easy to get out from it. At times I wished, we din meet. We were complete strangers. But no, I already noticed you, for a long time, from a faraway distance. I wanted to know you. I wanted to be just friends, letting you be just my crush. Thankyou, things are so different now. Youre more than just a crush to me now. I miss you. I dont like the idea of you hanging around with other girls, hugging them and all. But then again, who am I to be jealous. The sick combo.Flu, headache,cough,fever. Its adding on to my misery. My heart aches so much.I'm feeling miserable. I was never fine. I tried to put a brave front in front of you. Only till yesterday, I couldnt take it, I broke down in front of you.I want to still call you my dear, my boyfriend, my love. I want to call me still your girlfriend, your love, your sweetheart, your dear. I miss you. I dont want to continue typing anymore. The more I type, the more I miss you, the more I cry. This love is driving me crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;will you still remember every month 20th?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3539687622882214913?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3539687622882214913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3539687622882214913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3539687622882214913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3539687622882214913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-359948461971735125</id><published>2008-12-18T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:55:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Awesome Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's &lt;/strong&gt;place yesterday night to put down my stuffs and kill time ;D Waited for the correct time to leave her place, and train down to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;Pearlyn Jo Yvonne&lt;/strong&gt; at Bugis. Trained down together to Vivo, and hitting StJames (: Hitted the dancefloor, and I felt someone knocking my head. TADAH. Its&lt;strong&gt; coconut&lt;/strong&gt; ;DD Danced on the stage, and its so freaking hot. We were like dying of thrist lahs seriously. Headed to get our drinks, and thankyou to &lt;strong&gt;Yvonne&amp;amp;her friends&lt;/strong&gt; for redeeming the drinks for us (: Hit the dancefloor again, and up on stage again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so bored, guys caught our eyes, so we got down. Super squeezy, and I learn not to wear slippers ever again. My leg kena step like noone's business, fuckshit kay. &lt;strong&gt;Pearlyn&lt;/strong&gt; left. And we drank more. Danced with &lt;strong&gt;Jo&lt;/strong&gt;, and weeeee. 4am, and we left StJames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I remember myself calling&amp;amp;texting &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, I wanted to talk to him, but the phone just slipped off my hands.&lt;br /&gt;-I remember people shouting to me " walau. Dont run. Got car Got car " My leg hurts from the stupid flats lor. RAHrah. I ended up taking out and running around vivo.&lt;br /&gt;-I wasnt drunk. Seriously. But they dont seemed to believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; so much, so I cabbed down to find him.&amp;amp;I'm sorry for disturbing you at such hour ;( You should be in bed, but I headed down to find you ;X Stayed at there for awhile, and cabbed to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's &lt;/strong&gt;place.&lt;strong&gt; Love&lt;/strong&gt; din allow me to take a bus/train, cause he said its too dangerous. He keeps thinking that I'm drunk, but I'm not. I can still walk straight for a min please ;D Knocked out at Regina's place. and woke up around 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, now at my own place. I miss &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies night is fun. I think I'll hit there again one more time before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Past few days I tried not to talk to you, not to text you. I did resist the temptation. I thought I made it. I thought I can forget you slowly, bit by bit. I thought I made it seriously. But I know I failed to. I wish you were there last night. The same scene will repeat again. You, me and the dancefloor. I realised I missed you still so much. I realised I love you still that much. Only yesterday I realised, how much I missed you so badly the past few days, yet I told myself not to text you. I still want you mine. Its soon to be 20th, will you still remember your promise. I miss your hugs&amp;amp;kisses. I miss those times we were together. I miss those times when we were so close. I miss you ;'( I found myself crying on my way back in the cab. I miss you Love ;'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-359948461971735125?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/359948461971735125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=359948461971735125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/359948461971735125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/359948461971735125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/awesome-night.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-185117097889882118</id><published>2008-12-17T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:44:29.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I deleted the whole chunk of shit again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss him so much, suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-185117097889882118?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/185117097889882118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=185117097889882118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/185117097889882118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/185117097889882118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-deleted-whole-chunk-of-shit-again.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5357759452801063446</id><published>2008-12-16T14:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:19:48.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;No matter how dark how long the night will be, there'll always be dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I fell asleep at freaking 4plus this morning again. I need to do something to adjust my sleeping time ;( I spent my time catching up with aiai (: At least, I'm not wasting my time away. I woke up ard 12plus again. For the same reason. I went to toilet, and wanted to head back to sleep, but I ended up awake ;( That sucks ;( Off to my &lt;strong&gt;brother's&lt;/strong&gt; school to get some stuffs. And I walked there. A good form of exercise ;D I was clever to bring a bag along to keep those books, who knows. It nearly ripped my bag apart ;( &lt;strong&gt;Mum &lt;/strong&gt;is happy to hear that, cause she wants me to spend money ;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Headed home to put down the stuffs, den down to Parkway to collect my stuffs. And when I was walking to my shop, I spot this guy from HN, not bad looking. Okay, I spotted him cause of his hair lahs . HAH. Was supposed to head down to Clementi to find&lt;strong&gt; sicko&lt;/strong&gt;, but a call from &lt;strong&gt;Mallet.&lt;/strong&gt; So I ended up training to Boonlay. Meet &lt;strong&gt;Nat&amp;amp;Tony&lt;/strong&gt; at his place, den waited for &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt;. And to &lt;strong&gt;Nat's &lt;/strong&gt;place for mahjong session. Fast and efficient. Immediately we enter his place, mahjong table was already set up, chips alr given out. Luck was good (: I end up winning $20 from &lt;strong&gt;Nat,&lt;/strong&gt; and it helps to clear like 4/5 of my phone bill ;D haha ! Cabbed to Boonlay with&lt;strong&gt; Mallet,&lt;/strong&gt; and the cab inside was freaking smelly ;X I cant stand the smell luh ;X RAH. Trained over to meet&lt;strong&gt; sicko&lt;/strong&gt; at Clementi, and we trained back together. There was this fucker staring at me, and &lt;strong&gt;Mallet &lt;/strong&gt;suggested changing seats, but we were too late. Thank gwad there's my bag, and I wore shorts inside. Trained to Tampines together. Went to TM to get some fingerfood, and off we headed home (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; claims himself to be my &lt;strong&gt;maybe boyfriend-to-be&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA. He keeps on ranting that I shld go down to look for him when hes night out tmr instead of hitting powerhouse. He insist on me going to club with him instead of going alone cause he isnt there. That stupid ass is clearing his leave coming Thursday(: weees. I suddenly remembered during his birthday celebration that day, he called me when I was at NightSafari and those words he said. ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Xmas is coming. Even the nearby area like 201 have xmas decorations&amp;amp;lightings up. WALAU. 201 lae. Not town lae -.- ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HOOKAY. Thursday will be shopping with the&lt;strong&gt; girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt; (: Missed all so much (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5357759452801063446?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5357759452801063446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5357759452801063446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5357759452801063446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5357759452801063446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-matter-how-dark-how-long-night-will.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1905680879382111574</id><published>2008-12-16T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:10:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;He's sick ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1905680879382111574?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1905680879382111574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1905680879382111574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1905680879382111574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1905680879382111574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4576523265157047325</id><published>2008-12-15T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:14:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Post number 280 ; Will you still remember the promise you make on every month 20th?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One message received, close to 12am. I thought it will be &lt;strong&gt;Wilson&lt;/strong&gt; reminding me to fall asleep earlier and not staying out till so late. I went to my inbox, it turns out to be&lt;strong&gt; FLove's&lt;/strong&gt; sms. I was happy caused I din text FLove the whole day, and he texted me instead. I was Smiling to myself, like some idiot. Seriously. For that moment, I'm a happy girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did the usual thing at night. &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; texted me goodnight as well. I started with my daily reading session. A date with my book. Being so bored so random after that, I started to pack my table like all over again. There isnt much things to clear away, cause it isnt the first time of the year I'm clearing my table. I dumped away things that remind me of certain people. And when I was clearing them, I found a neoprint. Of &lt;strong&gt;Me&amp;amp;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt;. that's like so 2003 thing. I've managed to get myself a good study environment, well. I hope I'll get in touch with IAC soon. So it makes one item off from the list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I end up sleeping at 4plus in the morning. So bored so random, I texted random people (: Woke up around 12plus, and received smses from random people (: Here I am, nua'ing around in my house. I'm waiting for the clock to ticktock, and off to&lt;strong&gt; Marilyn's&lt;/strong&gt; place for mahjong session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Powerhouse on wednesday. Yes. I heard someone will be paying for all our drinks. woots. Coolie shit. &amp;amp;Cause I'm going to powerhouse on wednesday, I doubt I'll go for tomorrow night event. I'm thinking of going for the event at zouk on 22nd. Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, My random family member &lt;strong&gt;Wilson&lt;/strong&gt; is at Indonesia now. He's going there to be a millionaire-.- He's going to get me those unique coke bottles if there's any as my xmas gift. LOl !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to go shopping. I want my pay to come in faster lah ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;{edited at 11.30pm /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;I shall blog about what happened today. Nothing much really happened. I woke up at 12plus. It was actually supposed to be a trip to the toilet, but I end up staying awake cause I replied to &lt;strong&gt;Wilson&amp;amp;Rongshen's&lt;/strong&gt; sms. Then they replied back to me, and tadah, I'm awake by then =.=  I was reading the papers, and my &lt;strong&gt;mum &lt;/strong&gt;suddenly came sticking to me randomly-.- And with both their company for the noon, time pass faster (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Waited for the correct time, and head off to 201 to meet &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;Hogan Marilyn&amp;amp;Edwin Rowena&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; S&lt;/strong&gt; texted me on the way, and that sillyboy is clearing his leave this coming thursday onwards ;D Which means he'll find one stupid day to meet me soon lahs haha ;D Headed over to &lt;strong&gt;Marilyn's&lt;/strong&gt; place, and it was raining -.- Big thankyou to &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; for sharing the umbrella luh haha ;D &lt;strong&gt;Charmaine&amp;amp;Angela&lt;/strong&gt; came over shortly. Started mahjonging with &lt;strong&gt;Hogan Marilyn Rowena&lt;/strong&gt;. 2pots of game, lady luck wasnt with me. Thank goodness I only lost $2. LOL ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mahjonged till like 10pm, den we all headed over to mac for latedinner/earlysupper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Walked home after that, and &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; is a lil unhappy cause I mahjong'ed and I forgotten abt him ;X &amp;amp;I'm so going to teach him mahjong and con all his money. mwahahs. Since he dont mind losing to me. HOHO ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to wake up early tmr, I want to try making a point to go jogging ;X After that I need to head down to get my &lt;strong&gt;brother's &lt;/strong&gt;stuffs . Like sian, I'm attacked by the flu bug ;( I'm sneezing away now ;( I have not texted &lt;strong&gt;FLove&lt;/strong&gt; today. I'm proud of myself. But will &lt;strong&gt;FLove&lt;/strong&gt; texted me first, just like he did yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Classmates going Sentosa tmr, and I dont think I'm going. I doubt I can even wake up in time . LOL. So conclusion, I'm not going. Wilson is being an ass. He fell asleep without replying me-.- Screw it. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4576523265157047325?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4576523265157047325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4576523265157047325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4576523265157047325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4576523265157047325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-number-280-will-you-still-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7414416285285915129</id><published>2008-12-14T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:12:39.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Where's the happiness, I'm supposed to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my workplace more and more ! I love my workplace more and more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and found out that it was raining heavily, which means I gotta bring an umbrella ;( Its damn pissing to bring an umbrella lor, I hate it. As usual, I missed the bus. Thank gwad, I left house early, so I wasnt late in the end ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the whole working feel feels so much lighter. More laughter(: I love it when there's so much crowd in the shop. Though I'll rant on how busy it is, but its beats better than doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S texted me this morning. Which means things between us are alright now. He's one sucker. He often drops by/walked past my workplace seeing me, but doesnt wants to come in and let me see him. He said he'll meet me next week cause hes more free, and it better be. That sucker. I swear I'm going to slap him when I see him, cause he say. HE LOVE IT (: HHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7414416285285915129?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7414416285285915129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7414416285285915129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7414416285285915129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7414416285285915129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/wheres-happiness-im-supposed-to-have-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-487704932811194894</id><published>2008-12-14T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:16:35.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Probably an hour ago, I told the girl I love I'll try to give up on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just mins ago, I accidently read back those old smses(its rlly by accident), and I start to think back how we both started out. I start to miss him. I have the temptation to text him. I really have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, he sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-487704932811194894?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/487704932811194894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=487704932811194894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/487704932811194894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/487704932811194894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/probably-hour-ago-i-told-girl-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3121297024637370881</id><published>2008-12-13T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:59:50.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Tonight I'll fall for you, over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(trying not to, anymore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/7F1YFblf7G/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/7F1YFblf7G/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from work like finally. I'm like super tired. &amp;amp;Maybe I've come to a conclusion, to slowly give up on that &lt;strong&gt;FucktardLove&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, Now I'm labelling him that. HOHO. Back to topic. I woke up today for work. I thought it was freaking Sunday cause my parents are both home. Headed to work, and was late for few mins as usual like again. I missed the freaking bus cause of some idiotic guy who took his own sweet time to alight luhs =.= Thank goodness &lt;strong&gt;Siti&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(also known as &lt;strong&gt;Baby.&lt;/strong&gt; LOL)&lt;/em&gt; was nice enough not to nag at me or something ;D ahha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked with &lt;strong&gt;Angie Baby Joy&lt;/strong&gt; today. So much fun luhs. Maybe its because today its&lt;strong&gt; Joy's&lt;/strong&gt; last day of work. Work was good today. I heard that &lt;strong&gt;Maggie&lt;/strong&gt; got into accident, and shes hospitalised now ;( Shes also another funny girl luh. Hope she'll recover soon. The collegues are fun, cause they're all cocksters. LOL ! ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;her cousins&lt;/strong&gt; came over today. And I have the sudden urge to mahjong lah ! Mahjong session soon hor ! LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; and I sorta had a quarrel , over one stupid thing -.- Now, hes enjoying himself at ZoukOut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be at Powerhouse now. I'm tired, and lazy. So I din go in the end. &lt;strong&gt;Coconut&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to go&lt;strong&gt;. Kennyboi&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to go. Even &lt;strong&gt;Weiren&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to go. He even offered to waive my entry fee, my cab fare, my drinks and all -.- Just because he wants me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many events coming up, but I cant possibly go for all, cause it will make my bank go dry super fast. (Okay, super broken english, fuck). There's one on the 15th at HomeClub. 16th at Play. 22nd at Zouk. 23rd at Butterfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to go blading with &lt;strong&gt;Rongshen &lt;/strong&gt;soon, and he is going to lend me his brother's blades. LOl. I need to get so many things done during the holidays. I need to find time to study as well. FOR REAL ! I think I'm super unorganised. I got so many things on during the holidays, but I've forgotten when the events are. DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;On a lighter note, I think I want to slowly forget that &lt;strong&gt;FucktardLov&lt;/strong&gt;e already. SSS LLL OOO WWW LLL YYY ! Its not going to be easy, but I guess people around me will say " you shld have done that long ago " LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS MY GIRLFRIENDS SUPER LOADS. RAHHRAHH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3121297024637370881?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3121297024637370881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3121297024637370881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3121297024637370881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3121297024637370881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/ill-fall-for-you-over-again-trying-not.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6072726859921085223</id><published>2008-12-12T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:11:06.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I tried to convince myself youre not the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But the more I think, the less I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;the more I want you here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a super quick update. I was supposed to be playing blackjack in school remember? In the end, I got conned. Not once, not twice, but like THRICE LAE ! &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; told me she'll be going to school, in the end she din. &lt;strong&gt;Mari &lt;/strong&gt;told me we'll play cards in school. When she appeared, she mark her attendance and she gotta rush off to somewhere already -.- Thirdly, &lt;strong&gt;Nat &lt;/strong&gt;told me he'll be in school.Yes, but not for LLA -.- How idiotic. LLA ended like 920-930. It was more of a talking cock session with teacher lahs. Trained down to Queenstown with &lt;strong&gt;Mari&amp;amp;Wilson&lt;/strong&gt; cause we were uber bored. Sent &lt;strong&gt;Mari&lt;/strong&gt; off halfway, and we tried to help an uncle who is looking for a clinic. At least, we attempted. Their service sucks,their service line isnt working at all la. Noone answered =.= Walked to some kopitiam, and we had chickenrice for lunch. Headed to AnchorPoint and we discovered some new things. We looked uber kuku at that point of time lahs seriously. &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Wilson &lt;/strong&gt;treated me drink, cause it isnt coke. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so bored, so random. We decided to walk to town. How wonderful. Under the hot sun, it does certainly helps to burn a lil, really a lil of fats. Its a accomplishment, cause I dont walk for your information. I wanna be a healthy girl. HOHO. Trained to Tampines, and accompanied &lt;strong&gt;Wilson&lt;/strong&gt; to ChangiVillage cause of his phone having some screwed up problem. Me being a nice soul keep him company. It was random talks throughout the whole time luh. Ohyes, the random family is love, ahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I gotta rush for work later. I'm tired. I texted&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; some retarded smses again ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so much to explore in the west side. Holidays is here, it means touring around. HOHO. And I wanna go Ubin lahs. Anyone ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 11.45pm /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;fuck it, it seemed super screwed now. I'm constantly telling you cause you constantly gimme the same reply, and that doesnt conclude anything you dummy. But now, hahas, I know where you stay, roughly. LOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was heading to work. Idk to head to Play this tuesday, or Powerhouse this wednesday. &amp;amp;I'm not going to join &lt;strong&gt;Kennyboi&amp;amp;her girlf,&lt;/strong&gt; cause im feeling uber shag now. I fucking slept at 4am, and woke up at 8am for school this morning. Imagine the shagness in me. And after that I thought I could have a nice rest after lesson. In the end, I went like touring around Singapore (at least its something new to me). Attempted to sleep on the bus, but it somehow failed. Cause he was all I can think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr, and its either Play this tuesday or Powerhouse this wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKYOU.&lt;br /&gt;HOOKAY. I just feel like saying it.&lt;br /&gt;I know why we're random people, cause we're Marchbabies ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6072726859921085223?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6072726859921085223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6072726859921085223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6072726859921085223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6072726859921085223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-tried-to-convince-myself-youre-not.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8290649645122897371</id><published>2008-12-12T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:46:19.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;I make a promise to the RandomFamily that I'll be in school for LLA tmr,&lt;br /&gt;and after that we'll play cards/blackjack till around 1pm&lt;br /&gt;and off I head to home to rest, and to Parkway for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm only going to school to play cards-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8290649645122897371?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8290649645122897371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8290649645122897371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8290649645122897371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8290649645122897371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-i-make-promise-to-randomfamily-that.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1921574976473696638</id><published>2008-12-11T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:07:15.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD NOT HAVE LET YOU ENTER IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;NOW, FUCKINGSHIT. YOU SOMEHOW GOT ME SO SCREWED UP.&lt;br /&gt;CHEEBYEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO WANNA KILL YOU NOW.&lt;br /&gt;RAHRAHRAH ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 930pm /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I wont really wish to kill you. I wished you'll still be in my life. I wished you screwed my life at the correct way. You know I never wanted to rant at you all the fuck word. URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up sleeping close to 4am like again. HarryPotter is getting more and more interesting. I cant wait to continue reading it tonight (: I'm trying to make it a habit to read (: I got a lil emo last night, cause of &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; again and again. I texted him something so random again. And again, he din bother to reply. Fuckyou . Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 12plus. Instead of receiving &lt;strong&gt;love's&lt;/strong&gt; sms, I received &lt;strong&gt;S's&lt;/strong&gt; sms. Bathed and all, off to CityHall to meet that emo cousin of mine. LOl. Congrats that she've gotten the job (: We meet up already den train down to town area to get her suffs. We were like some retard walking from one end to another end in the rain -.- Settled our late lunch at Shawhouse's KFC (: Sinful. After that we trained back, and headed over to her place to nua'ed. Supposed to be mahjong session. But&lt;strong&gt; Nat&lt;/strong&gt; la! End so late. LOL ~ Its okay, we'll mahjong soon ;D I know you'll read this someday though HAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home, and now, I'm like superly tired ;( A message from &lt;strong&gt;Mari&lt;/strong&gt; that we gotta be present for BCM tmr -.- Just when I'm about to declare holidays, I gotta attend school for some unknown reason -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, and when I was at town with &lt;strong&gt;Yanling &lt;/strong&gt;just now. This small boy came asking us to buy his thing, we talked for like a damn long time, and we ended up decide to share money and buy from him. Idk for what we buy, but its certainly useless luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sent &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; one sms, and now I regretted sending him that. I sent him when I was a lil angry ;X a lil pissed off by him. And the text goes something like this "&lt;em&gt; Ahh, fuck. I hate you. I dont want to talk to you anymore. Stupid ass" &lt;/em&gt;And I really regret sending it to him. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so hot tempered the past few days. I hate it ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1921574976473696638?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1921574976473696638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1921574976473696638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1921574976473696638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1921574976473696638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/aahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7339379775459280654</id><published>2008-12-11T01:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:34:09.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont intend to sleep early tonight. I'm planning to chiong VCD the whole night (: I officially declare myself holidays from this very moment I guess. Lecturers all know that most of us will declare holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time pass so fast. We are all growing older and older each day. Guys around me, about my age, are like going to army soon in year2009. The last time we catched up with each other, is all about school. Now is all about life. The future, all about life in ARMY. Talking about army, S just texted me 2hours ago " Miss _______ so much, Outfield just sucks" Talking about outfield, I think Rongshen also had outfield today. HOHO. And that poorboy now cant hit his bed tonight. Back to topic. People around me are going army soon. And it makes me realise how time flies so fast for the month of December. Month of November was like uber slow luh -.- We are all aging, day by day. If I'm not wrong, I think Ryan is already in army now luhs TickTock. Soon, I'll have more botak friends around me ;D haha ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual Christmas is coming. Its damn saddening cause I gotta work on that day =.= But it doesnt matter. There'll be this Xmas Gift Xchange after work or something. Not a bad idea after all. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Girlfriends like super a lot. Let's see. I have not rlly meet up with all of them for like close to a month ! I get to see bitch every week cause shes working just next door. AHA ! Then I'll meet sicko whenever we're both free. Soon, its time for a meetup for dinner man ~ WOOTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally see Love online. Its super hard to see him online now cause hes becoming a night owl I guess. But its okay (: Those conversations at least makes me smile (: HAHA. I miss him like superly a lot, and I wanna see him soon. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want 2009 to come soon. Not because I can turn a yaer older,but because 2008 was a very em, retarded year for me. LOLS ! Getting into a new class, knowing a bunch of new friends, which means more mahjong khakis. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;On a random note, I was wondering. Is having flings a trend now, and going with someone younger a trend now ? I find people around me, most of them are like looking for flings, rather than a boyfriend/girlfriend. And also, People around me. They would prefer guys younger than them/girls older than them. I'm not saying anyone in particular, so dont bother to assume and guess who is it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Another random note, I always thought Wilson is 17years old. Until today, when I mark the attendance, I realised hes actually 18. HOHO. He just seemed to be 17 to me. IDK why. AHAH. He's super happy, cause I thought he was 17. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many random things going through in my mind now. Gwad. If I'm going to state all the randomness in me, I'll never have time to do my daily HarryPotter, and also to chiong my VCDS. I think I just give up on the idea of chiong'ing, cause its way too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;dear boy, I so wanna get out of this complicated/confusing or whatever words you can fit in relationship. Things make me go bonkers, spinning around my head. I feel like, falling in love. I miss the feeling of em, falling in love. LOl; So many things going through my mind. So many random things. That's why Wilson labelled me as "RandomCheryl". What if I just give up on you, what will become of me, what will become of us? Will we still be as close as how we first meet? Will we still be as close as how we first know each other? I miss all the good old times we used to share. Why bother popping up those questions to you, when those answers you gave me isnt really related to what I want to know. So many times I wished you were right here with me, here by my side. I want to rant out everything to you like how I used to. But fuck, you hardly have anytime now =.= STUPIDASSHOLE _l_. I hate random thoughts about you, love. I hate it. Seriously. Now, I wished so much that I could hug you to bed, like how I used to. And me falling asleep, in your arms... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uberly lazy to go highlight/ bold those names out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I miss those hugs of yours. love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7339379775459280654?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7339379775459280654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7339379775459280654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7339379775459280654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7339379775459280654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-intend-to-sleep-early-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4768551508037744053</id><published>2008-12-10T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:25:50.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When my heart missed you the most right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from school. I managed to drag myself for that pathetic less than 2hours lesson. Woke up around 12, and quickly prepared myself, and off to meet &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;at busstop. Wanted to wear shoes, but I was like a little too lazy, I ended up wearing slippers. Headed to class, and suaysiao bumped into &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong.&lt;/strong&gt; He asked us why are we in slippers. But wad matters is we come right, right? LOLOLOL. Headed to class, and freaking hell, we were the earliest -.- So boring luhs. walau~ Did qustions, and we were like using the pc, and copying answers already. My IAC is getting from average to worse lahs. Its total shitness lor. I think when he finished the topic, I still have not understand what is he talking about lor. HAHA. Finished and dismissed early, so wanted to head over to find &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt; at Clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile while trying to kill time, I suggested going over to Jurong for a mahjong session. In the end, we stayed in school for lunch. Lunch'ed with &lt;strong&gt;Nat Wilson Fabian Vin Mallet&lt;/strong&gt;. Den &lt;strong&gt;Wilson&lt;/strong&gt; suggested playing cards. And welldone. We ended up playing cards from 3plus till like close to 8pm. Left with&lt;strong&gt; Wilson Nat&lt;/strong&gt; and one of their friend. Its like the freaking first time I stayed in school till this late luhs. They were all so nice to bussed with me to Tampines (: Den off I meet&lt;strong&gt; sicko&lt;/strong&gt; (: Dinnered at LJS, our usual fave place for dining (: Den walked around, and got her stuffs. Then home already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson supposed to be from 8-2pm tmr. Lesson's cancelled and its only left with 8-930. I doubt I can make it in time luh. So I declare holiday tmr, and I guess its for Friday too hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm missing &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;so much now ;'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4768551508037744053?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4768551508037744053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4768551508037744053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4768551508037744053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4768551508037744053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-my-heart-missed-you-most-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3426836100689236710</id><published>2008-12-10T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:05:58.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CANT GET TO SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;AND I MISS YOU LUH LOVE. RRAHHRRAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; COUNTING DOWN,&lt;br /&gt;10 MORE DAYS TO 5TH (:&lt;br /&gt;15 MORE DAYS TO XMAS (:&lt;br /&gt;21 MORE DAYS TO END 2008&lt;br /&gt;22 MORE DAYS TO BEGINNING OF 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MAHJONG&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Im off read my books (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3426836100689236710?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3426836100689236710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3426836100689236710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3426836100689236710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3426836100689236710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-get-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8036397148629222431</id><published>2008-12-09T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:46:14.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;When I missed you the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at close to 4am last night. I was texting&lt;strong&gt; Love&lt;/strong&gt; till he fell asleep =.= like super wth. And after that, I was left awake. So I do my daily reading, HarryPotter (: Its the only way to bore myself till I enter my lalaland. Supposed to wake up at 730. I did, but I continue snoozing. &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; woke me up at 8am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum : Girl ahs, You today no school ahs?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I very tired, I slept at 4am lae.&lt;br /&gt;Mum : So not going to school is it?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yah, tired lah.&lt;br /&gt;Mum : Okay, go wash up, lets go dye and rebond my hair together.&lt;br /&gt;Me : I want sleep. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Mum : Okay, I go myself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought she was joking, so I din really bother her. Cause I thought she gotta work today. Who knows when I wake up at 23o in the afternoon, she really went to do her hair without me. WALAU. Nua'ed at home to wait for her. Off to interchange to do some quick shopping. Went to find dad, den off to Kallang to fetch brother. Wanted to go OldAirport for steamboat, den changed to Geylang. Mum thinks that it isnt a clean place, so we landed up in Jumbo Seafood Resturant. Food is great. Dinner is great (: Shopped for storybooks. IDK. I just feel like reading, den after that Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Big sorry to Regina caused I told her i'll come to school. but I failed to in the end ;X&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'm too tired and lazy to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I missed &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; so much. RAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8036397148629222431?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8036397148629222431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8036397148629222431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8036397148629222431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8036397148629222431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-missed-you-most.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2783140600882246704</id><published>2008-12-09T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:18:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I typed a whole chunk&lt;br /&gt;and I fucking deleted the whole shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's tmr .&lt;br /&gt;I crave for mahjong sessions.&lt;br /&gt;WOOT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2783140600882246704?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2783140600882246704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2783140600882246704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2783140600882246704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2783140600882246704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-typed-whole-chunk-and-i-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1931978493497708283</id><published>2008-12-07T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:34:51.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wanna spell Holiday soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yes, My lovelie &lt;strong&gt;parents&lt;/strong&gt; found out that I've been in contact with &lt;em&gt;C*&lt;/em&gt; . They told me to be careful and its better to end it off . Well, I have not been in contact with &lt;em&gt;C*&lt;/em&gt; already anyways (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad sent me to work today, which means I get to sleep in longer. Msn'ed till like close to 3am last night. With the same old earthlings. I failed to dig out what I want to know, cause one particular earthling was too stubborn. RAH. Doesnt matter, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was alright. I've reserved more items and now, I need money to get rid of those reservations ! I love working with my collegues. They're funny group of people luhs. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Maggie &lt;/strong&gt;is superly cute, I swear ! &lt;strong&gt;Sicko &lt;/strong&gt;came during my work (: &amp;amp;I missed her so much. YAYness cause we'll be hitting the club soon. I doubt I'll go this tuesday event. I'm thinking if shld go dinner with &lt;strong&gt;Leongweiwei,&lt;/strong&gt; or clubbing with&lt;strong&gt; sicko&lt;/strong&gt; with&lt;strong&gt; Derrick's classmate&lt;/strong&gt;. Long connection. But most probably we'll hit 85 for dinner and catching up. I miss &lt;strong&gt;Leongweiwei&lt;/strong&gt; ! I'm looking for ppl to accompany me to StJames this weekend. A lot of ppl is asking me to go ZoukOut, but kao. So many ppl, like for wad-.-  So, StJames anyone? HHAA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents &lt;/strong&gt;came to fetch me after work, and 201 for dinner. I'm planning to go jogging tmr morning, and back to sleep, and wake up for work. I hope I dont start snoozing my alarm, and tell my &lt;strong&gt;maid&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Auntie, 5more mins"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new phone (: Damn random. I want to go shopping soon. It seems like I've already done a lil bit of my shopping, at my workplace =.= How cool. I cant wait for payday ! I cant wait for xmas. I want 2009 to come soon ! For a moment, I nearly typed " I want 2010 to come soon"&lt;br /&gt;2008 have been a dramatic year. Not so drama mama for me luhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I miss &lt;strong&gt;love.&lt;/strong&gt; where the fuck are you. AHAH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1931978493497708283?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1931978493497708283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1931978493497708283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1931978493497708283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1931978493497708283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wanna-spell-holiday-soon-my-lovelie.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7473992453120564838</id><published>2008-12-06T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:22:01.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life so screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I think. My life is like so screwed now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yesterday, Headed to interchange to meet up with my&lt;strong&gt; parents&lt;/strong&gt;. Accompanied them to lunch,and after that went hunting for my phone (: And TADAH. My parents gotten me a new phone (: for Xmas present ;D yay (: Headed to work after that. Worked with the new collegues, and they're damn cute luh (: Superly funny as well. We had time rearranging the whole rack and all (: Knocked off, and bussed back home(: Bought dinner for myself. &amp;amp;I found out the reason why my stomach was feeling funny, cause I only ate mac's breakfast with &lt;strong&gt;Regina,&lt;/strong&gt; and nothing after that. Msn'ed till 2plus, and yes. That's the reason why I woke up late this morning. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 1130 when I'm supposed to be there at 1230. In the end, I cabbed to work. Goodness shit, I've been cabbing so often this week ;( &amp;amp;This isnt a good sign la ! Work was draggy, work feels boring ;( On the other hand, I need go get xmas present. We're having gift exchange during xmas. So cool la. I told &lt;strong&gt;Maggie&lt;/strong&gt; I'll buy her G-Strings, but she prefer thongs. LOl !&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOKAY.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, so much so badly. Do you even care __&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7473992453120564838?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7473992453120564838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7473992453120564838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7473992453120564838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7473992453120564838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8479835968421951365</id><published>2008-12-05T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:53:35.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All my love I give it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home, like uberly early. I touched my HarryPotter again last night (: I think I'm so going to make a habit to start reading books like again. I wanna dig out those HarryPotter books like again. Cause I remember buying them, but not reading them at all, and this got &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; super pissed off ;D Read till like 2plus last night, and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late for school today, I snoozed the clock like damn a lot of times. I wanted to bussed to school, but without &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; I'm always cabbing to school. TADAH ! I cabbed to school today, again. I wrote down on a piece of paper, where I've spent my money on, and how much I spent since 1st Dec. Today, its 5th Dec, and its 1230pm. I just did the math for it. I've already spent $81 so far since Monday.&amp;amp;I still got money in my wallet. Now, I'm beginning to wonder, how come my money is never ending ;X hah ! Joking. Its like considered a lot to me, cause I normally only allow myself to spend like $10 a day, $50 a week. Obviously, I've spent like tons of money on cabbing. Out of the $81, I've spent $20 odd on cabbing, $10 to &lt;strong&gt;aiai,&lt;/strong&gt; and the remaining to food&amp;amp;drinks. That explains my weight and those fats in me. This isnt a good sign. Shucks. I'm pretty sure I'll spent money again like later cause of work -.- I'm always spending a lot of money on work. I want FamousAmosCookies ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I cabbed to school. I was a lil pissed off cause of the LLA project luhs. Well, at least we managed to get it done =.= It will not be superly good as compared to other group, but at least, we've completed it (: So, that makes it one project down. ETP is shit. Although there's only one project, but walau. Its ONE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; PROJECT. So many things to do, and I really do hope we can at least score a pass in this elective luhs. Since its like only IAC is the written exams, the rest are all based on like projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for BCM's Listening Comprehension. I think ITE's Listening Comprehension is like so damn funny. &amp;amp;They dont even like repeat the whole passage for you like those in secondary/primary school la. LOL ! The whole Listening Comprehension is like only 10mins. We're supposed to be at 10. Some people came in late, and TADAH. By 10.20am, everyone's leaving already cause we're done with it. At least, from this very moment till Jan2009, there isnt any more exams, and HAH. A lot of people are self declaring holidays. I'm going to be one of them. But on the other hand, I'm afraid it will affect the attendance lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daughter&lt;/strong&gt; gotta roleplay, so I headed to TM's mac with &lt;strong&gt;Regina.&lt;/strong&gt; Like finally we ate Mac's breakfast. And for many times, I'm sitting at the exact same seat AGAIN. Big breakfast as usual, den headed to M1 to check out the phone I wanted. Great, they dont have the one in &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; ;( &amp;amp;I'm pretty sure &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; is going to get it for me (: YAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do a bit of IAC revision, okay.Maybe just reading them that's all. Then I'm off to prepare, and go check out the phone I want. Work's tonight. And now, I see so many people going for tonight's event. Free drinks lae. WALAU ~ BUTBUTBUT. My request for tmr's working hours failed, means no partying tonight. Holidays, come quick soon. I wanna partyyy. I wanna mahjongg. I wanna shoppingg. HOHO/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOKAYYS. I think I'm quitting to guess who is the one he likes already . LOL. I give up. HAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8479835968421951365?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8479835968421951365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8479835968421951365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8479835968421951365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8479835968421951365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-my-love-i-give-it-to-you-im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-979062370812119171</id><published>2008-12-04T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:29:39.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I say you can have whatever you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall come and blog a little first. Before I'm off to lock myself up to do my project for ETP. I couldnt get to bed last night ;( So I was being so bored so random, I end up digging out my HarryPotter book and start reading it. HAHA (: At the same time, was texting &lt;strong&gt;Clement.&lt;/strong&gt; Super random luhs. bwahhas ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocked out around 3plus, cause that was my last sent sms to him. Woke up around 7plus, get ready and off to meet &lt;strong&gt;daughter.&lt;/strong&gt; Idiotic. I think I'm beginning to hate double deck buses -.- There was this lady in front of me walking up the stairs, her heels bua'ed my kneecap. She knew it, she even turn and look at me, but din even bother to say sorry =.= Now, there's one stupid cut on my knee =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went late for LLA. It was on purpose, cause its pointless to be there early when Leon isnt there yet =.= Rotted, and did a bit of LLA. Halfway went to cafe1, attempted to do. In the end, 3 of us were prata'ing. IAC next. And its total shit. I still dont understand a shit hes talking about -.- Dismissed early, so we headed over to cafe1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten food, and after that joined&lt;strong&gt; Finn Veronica Regina Faith Mallet Kerner Fabian Leon Nat Terry&lt;/strong&gt; at stadium. So nice, just sitting down talking cock. woots* Off to ETP after that. Suddenly it rained damn heavily. did a little, and home with &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the keyboard -.- URGH . Its damn hard to type la walau -.- And I've decided not to go to both the parties. So many projects due ;( I wanna my holidays soon too ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'm off for projects.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, come please soon.&lt;br /&gt;BCM'S LC tmr. It better be easyyy ;D&lt;br /&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOKAY, I'm done with part of my ETP's project thingy already. And there's still like a lot more to go. I'm uber lazy to blog. I wanna go jogging, but its raining. I'm going to have a date soon with my books I think. I'll try sleeping early tonight I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Congrats to &lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; for BFS (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;All the best to those doing their roleplay tmr ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-979062370812119171?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/979062370812119171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=979062370812119171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/979062370812119171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/979062370812119171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-say-you-can-have-whatever-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4988728931364780776</id><published>2008-12-03T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:35:13.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STZuYA2fRtI/AAAAAAAAAdo/A_6xEqcfQk4/s1600-h/BGcopy-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275525372335572690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STZuYA2fRtI/AAAAAAAAAdo/A_6xEqcfQk4/s320/BGcopy-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Beer for the legal ones !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STZuJu7y23I/AAAAAAAAAdY/y8t8IBReIuU/s1600-h/xratedcopy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275525127007820658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STZuJu7y23I/AAAAAAAAAdY/y8t8IBReIuU/s320/xratedcopy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the tickets are going at $16 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go, or should I not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking. siannss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4988728931364780776?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4988728931364780776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4988728931364780776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4988728931364780776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4988728931364780776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/free-beer-for-legal-ones-both-tickets.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STZuYA2fRtI/AAAAAAAAAdo/A_6xEqcfQk4/s72-c/BGcopy-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4200792392829964634</id><published>2008-12-03T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:57:41.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sing me a song that's filled with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onlined till like 1plus last night. Woke up at 7plus this morning, den headed back to sleep. &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;came over to my place this morning. I wanted to text &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; to get some food for me, in the end. I was too lazy, I thought I did sent, in the end I din. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; then texted me asking me what bus is it to my place again. But by the time I replied, he called and told me he was already at my house downstairs. So clever of him to remember what bus is it. HA ! &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; rotted at my place, while I prepared for my roleplay and stuffs den after that &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;sent me to school in cab, and &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; cabbed to MRT station, and we went separate ways. &amp;amp;you know iloveyou♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm seriously putting on weight. But &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;thinks I'm okay like this. rahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with &lt;strong&gt;RuoPing&lt;/strong&gt; at cafe1. Had chickenrice ;D Super paisehs luhs. I was late, and I'm acting as the main role luh. &lt;strong&gt;Eben&amp;amp;Ken&lt;/strong&gt; came joining us, off we went to the library to do our proper roleplay together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to the room at 2plus, and we did our roleplay. Things turned out superly good (: Teachers praised us that we did a good job (: Waited for&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; to finish her roleplay, and lunched at school (: Den bussed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are arriving soon, and I wanna get a weekday job. I want more money. hahahas~ Immediately I get my pay, I'm going to bring &lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;to buy his stuffs as promised (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think university guys are weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4200792392829964634?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4200792392829964634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4200792392829964634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4200792392829964634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4200792392829964634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/sing-me-song-thats-filled-with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8759906555815044918</id><published>2008-12-02T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:40:27.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cabbing Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to self declare myself holidays soon right after this week. &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; somehow gave me the green light to do so ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I meet up with &lt;strong&gt;daughter.&lt;/strong&gt; We waited for the bus for like damn freaking long. When the bus arrive, it was damn packed. In the end, we cabbed to school. Communication problem. It turned out that we are supposed to practise roleplay on our own, so &lt;strong&gt;JeromeGoh &lt;/strong&gt;wasnt in class. We waited outside for awhile, den we decided to head over to cafe1 for breakfast together. So there was&lt;strong&gt; daughter Regina Mari DaJie Veron RuoPing Hana Nadilah Gabby Mallet Eben Ken Nat Wilson &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;I cant remember. Had laksa and&lt;strong&gt; Regina&lt;/strong&gt; thought I was insane. Then some of them gotten western for breakfast. LOL ! Crapped a bit, and did a bit of roleplay script thingy. Headed to IAC late, and &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; seemed to be constantly picking on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to do a question, but I din went in late on purpose. I was doing my script with my group (: They played some stupid nonsense. Now, my left elbow have blue black, and it bleed this morning . How awesome ehs. HOHO. So we were left rotting around, we decided to head to cafe1 again =.= Gotten waffle and while waiting for &lt;strong&gt;Terry&lt;/strong&gt;, we played cards and talk cocked. It's just so nice, sitting down as a class. World Peace. Noone disturbs noone. Isnt this good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terry &lt;/strong&gt;came, and&lt;strong&gt; Gabby Terry Daughter&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; cabbed over to my place. &lt;strong&gt;Mallet Kerner Ken&lt;/strong&gt; took a bus over. We started the mahjong first, and I damn long din play mahjong already la ! At the end of the game, we cabbed back to school.&lt;strong&gt; Daughter Kerner me&lt;/strong&gt; shared a cab back to school. ETP'ed for awhile, and &lt;strong&gt;sicko &lt;/strong&gt;came (: Went over to find&lt;strong&gt; ChuaChinSoon&lt;/strong&gt;, supposing to psyco him to join us for dinner, but plan failed. Now he's feeling bad . hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Aljunied to collect the comission, damn pathetic. Cabbed to TenahMerah cause it was raining damn freaking heavy =.= I hate it when its raining heavily, and I'm not at home ;( Took my pay, and bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Christopher&lt;/strong&gt;. So he waited for me, and both of us cabbed back together to Tampines. Its like damn long I see him around luhs. He's forever known to me as the pole dancer. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with &lt;strong&gt;daughter sicko&lt;/strong&gt; at KFC. Like donkey years since I last ate them luhs. rrahh ~ &lt;strong&gt;Bitch&lt;/strong&gt; joined us after that (: KFC is love (: We went to find our childhood. We played the vikingship after a toilet trip. SHIOK. We'll head to Escape for more thrills hookay ;D Bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Cindy &lt;/strong&gt;on my way back (: Happy. I miss &lt;strong&gt;YuJie&lt;/strong&gt; as well luh ;( All the talkcock sessions during work. Roaming around and them laughing at the way I look at my &lt;strong&gt;LongDistanceEyeCandy&lt;/strong&gt;. I miss &lt;strong&gt;HN&amp;amp;Co&lt;/strong&gt; as well luh. RAAHH. Back home now. &amp;amp;I miss &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roleplay tmr, and I'm only going to school for it. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; said he might come and find me tmr before I'm off to school. After Friday's retaking of BCM &lt;em&gt;(not that I failed, but cause I din attend)&lt;/em&gt;, I'll soon MIA from school already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QC&lt;/strong&gt; hitting Sentosa during the holidays soon. Means its dating with &lt;strong&gt;MrSunShine&lt;/strong&gt;. Xmas is here soon. And soon its coming to end of year 2008. How fast time flies. Its dec now. I survived in ITE for months already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;strong&gt;Mr Jellybean&lt;/strong&gt;. Fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8759906555815044918?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8759906555815044918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8759906555815044918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8759906555815044918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8759906555815044918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/cabbing-day-im-going-to-self-declare.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6493427391189170606</id><published>2008-12-02T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:03:24.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BECAUSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my happy pill (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, I just feel like saying it out, dats all ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6493427391189170606?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6493427391189170606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6493427391189170606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6493427391189170606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6493427391189170606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/because.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4395444006965087401</id><published>2008-12-01T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:22:43.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5thDEC2008&lt;br /&gt;@ Fort Canning Park - The White Room.&lt;br /&gt;Dress code - WHITE!&lt;br /&gt;The timing for the party is from 9pm till 5am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking if I shld go not.&lt;br /&gt;Fort Canning isnt a very "clean" place to go to I guess&lt;br /&gt;rrahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4395444006965087401?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4395444006965087401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4395444006965087401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4395444006965087401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4395444006965087401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/5thdec2008-fort-canning-park-white-room.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2990371666064878847</id><published>2008-12-01T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:35:55.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss you just like the way you miss me love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt get to sleep last night. I was feeling damn loner last night la, walau. My house is damn empty. With my &lt;strong&gt;family members&lt;/strong&gt; all sleeping, my two brothers are not home. At sucha hour, I wanted to text my &lt;strong&gt;girls,&lt;/strong&gt; but I know they got school&amp;amp;work the next day. I din in the end. If &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; know about it, he'll come over and find me la . LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up only falling asleep like around 3plus in the morning. I was youtubing actually. I'm supposed to wake up at 830, but I end up snoozing as usual. The snoozing habit is back-in-action. This is boring ;( I dont like snoozing my time away ;( I managed to have my breakfast this morning before heading to school (: Meet up with&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; at busstop, and gwad. I missed her so much luhs ! I updated her on damn a lot, and she updated me too. Someone's gotta &lt;strong&gt;SriLanka Boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt; lae ! LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was BCM roleplay discussion. &lt;strong&gt;Ahbeng leader&lt;/strong&gt; told me he'll reach by 1115 so I did with&lt;strong&gt; Faith&lt;/strong&gt; first. In the end, it was only the two of us =.= Cause &lt;strong&gt;Ahbeng &lt;/strong&gt;missed the bus, traffic jam or whatsoever. End up, it was catching up again. This time, more on my blog and &lt;strong&gt;Mr.Jellybean&lt;/strong&gt; ;D Lunch break next. Gotten myself porridge, like again. Lunch with &lt;strong&gt;Daughter Regina Mallet Gabby&lt;/strong&gt;. Funny lor, I eat until I gotta stomache =.= Saw&lt;strong&gt; Aiai&lt;/strong&gt; like finally, and she look like one walking banana cause shes wearing an extremely bright yellow cardigan. lol ;x Saw &lt;strong&gt;Gracia&lt;/strong&gt; as well, and also &lt;strong&gt;Aminah&amp;amp;Christopher.&lt;/strong&gt; Then &lt;strong&gt;Kat DaJie Mari Faith Veron Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; came joining us. &amp;amp;I like damn long din see &lt;strong&gt;Kat &lt;/strong&gt;around luh. HHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over for IAC next. Superly funny. We were in the lift, then came this guy entering the lift. He did funny actions and I thought he knew &lt;strong&gt;DaJie&lt;/strong&gt; or something. LOL ! Super weirdo, scary ! IAC was shit. We were not even paying attention, and TADAH. &lt;strong&gt;Alvin Wong&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to do question like again =.= SW did nothing. Mark attendance, and off we go ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to inter with&lt;strong&gt; DaJie Nadilah Regina Daughter&lt;/strong&gt;. All went separate ways, and went to meet &lt;strong&gt;Hogan&lt;/strong&gt;, and off to LJS cause &lt;strong&gt;Regina's friend Isabella&lt;/strong&gt; wants to eat. Stoned awhile, and off to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place. Bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Wilson&amp;amp;Mark&amp;amp;co&lt;/strong&gt; at Starbucks, and headed to LJS again. Wanted to only have clam chowder, but I freaking hell end up buying fries&amp;amp;coke =.= &lt;strong&gt;Daughter&lt;/strong&gt; came, and we headed over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place for rotting session. Headed to find &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; at work (: And bussed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is sleeping now I guess ;( rrahh. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; told me we'll meet up pretty pretty soon, and it better be. I miss you like how you miss me. lalalas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to change the font size, cause&lt;strong&gt; DaJie &lt;/strong&gt;says it looks like some kind of terms&amp;amp;conditions thingy. LOL. I'm going to give up guessing who &lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; like. So not fun. He can jolly well go eat my shit . HUAHUAHUA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2990371666064878847?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2990371666064878847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2990371666064878847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2990371666064878847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2990371666064878847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-you-just-like-way-you-miss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1196476322366736529</id><published>2008-11-30T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:20:16.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nothing you do can change my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was never a fun thing. They're all moving out to another outlets. How boring ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my&lt;strong&gt; girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt; superly a lot.&lt;br /&gt;we'll meet up soon right ;D be it mahjong date/dinner date/ stoning date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss&lt;strong&gt; her&lt;/strong&gt; too ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to holidays, so many things to do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love &lt;/strong&gt;say we'll meet up soon, right (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm missing you so much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to friends who are taking their exams coming week (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I'm damn lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOULOVE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1196476322366736529?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1196476322366736529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1196476322366736529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1196476322366736529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1196476322366736529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-you-do-can-change-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1311584335451170435</id><published>2008-11-30T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:23:32.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE THINKS THAT PIKACHU IS A "FLAT CHESTED GIRL " just because Pikachu goes " PIKA PIKA "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think Pikachu is a guy ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1311584335451170435?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1311584335451170435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1311584335451170435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1311584335451170435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1311584335451170435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-thinks-that-pikachu-is-flat-chested.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5566225139531069214</id><published>2008-11-29T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:44:21.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've fallen for you, right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brother's friend&lt;/strong&gt; came over to overnight last night. I end up sleeping in my parents room. Waited for&lt;strong&gt; love's&lt;/strong&gt; sms, till I fall asleep. Woke up around 9plus by&lt;strong&gt; love's&lt;/strong&gt; sms. Texted&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; till I fall back asleep.Snoozed my clock till like 11.20am =.= Rushed and all, managed to grab a slice of bread, and off to work (: Wanted to cab to work, but in the end decided to bussed down, since I was never late before for work. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprised, I was there early luhs =.= So many new items up on the rack. There's so many pieces I like from the xmas rack, but they're all black =.= Work was alright today. Just a lil busy, and now they're cutting cost, my working hours gets lesser. I keep running into&lt;strong&gt; bitch's&lt;/strong&gt; workplace, cause I'm damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt feeling well, so I headed home in the end. Was supposed to meet&lt;strong&gt; Severin&lt;/strong&gt; (damn random I know), but I wasnt well. lalals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The random people I saw this two days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courts people (: Eyecady (: Ivy (: Weida (: Cherie (: Marilyn (: Zhenxu (: Zhengan (:&lt;/strong&gt; andandand. I cant remember already. Memory is failing me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days have been so random. &lt;strong&gt;Danny &lt;/strong&gt;texted me and asked me out. &lt;strong&gt;Severin &lt;/strong&gt;texted me and asked me out as well. &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; came texting me telling me all those stuffs, so what am I to do now. You din want me to stay, you wanted it to fade. Now you're telling me all these, what am I to say to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;now. Quitting hitting the same old place luhs dummy boy . iloveyou (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5566225139531069214?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5566225139531069214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5566225139531069214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5566225139531069214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5566225139531069214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-fallen-for-you-right-from-start.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8031849703951911128</id><published>2008-11-29T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:38:29.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STAeVl-cn3I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sNMXneGj-rk/s1600-h/1_450314778l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273748519970971506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STAeVl-cn3I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sNMXneGj-rk/s320/1_450314778l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;GIRLFRIENDS !&lt;br /&gt;I MISS EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;LETS MEET UP SOONN.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8031849703951911128?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8031849703951911128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8031849703951911128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8031849703951911128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8031849703951911128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/girlfriends-i-miss-every-single-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_OF0TSTWMWX0/STAeVl-cn3I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/sNMXneGj-rk/s72-c/1_450314778l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8984218124725511944</id><published>2008-11-28T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:21:17.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll prove to you, I'm different (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my project last night. I hope the ETP project turns out good, cause it was a last minute work. And thanks to Mark who helped me, otherwise, I think I'll die luhs. Set my alarm clock this morning at 730, but I ended up snoozing till like 8plus close to 9am when I got class at 830. How wonderful. By the time I receive &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; sms asking me what classroom, it was already 845 =.= Prepared my stuffs, and thank gwad there's still some cash in my wallet. So I cabbed to school instead of bussing to school. I ended up cabbing in order to mark my attendance for LLA luhs . I need to just keep attending LLA every lesson now, so that my percentage wont be that jialat ! AHA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did LLA, and welldone. None of my group member came only until the last few minutes, &lt;strong&gt;Leon &lt;/strong&gt;came over. He's like the only one luh =.= The LLA may not be a perfect/good work done, at least there's the effort put in. At least we hand in on time. HAH ! Headed for IAC. Almost everyone was chionging LLA and BCM luh. Hardly anyone is paying attention to IAC. I was happily playing my neopets using&lt;strong&gt; Leon's&lt;/strong&gt; lappy den he suddenly called my name up =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin Wong : Cheryl, do the next question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me : Why me , Ask others , I dont have the question paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin Wong : Then why is the sky so blue today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Me : Woah, Classroom you also can see the sky. Welldone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin Wong : Go get the question paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I gotta do it on the board. Boring. I was supposed to only do one part, in the end I did finish the question. I use mental calculation, and he din trust me. He told &lt;strong&gt;Eben &lt;/strong&gt;to use a calculator to double calculate everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAC ended. BCM roleplay practise. Cafe2 and I think I saw &lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; . LOL ! Rehearsed with &lt;strong&gt;Faith Eben Ken Leon&lt;/strong&gt;. I think its more or less done already. Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Kaisheng&lt;/strong&gt; to do his BCM things till so pekchek. I ended up going home first. Changed out, and cabbed down to Hall6 Expo to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;Ken(AhBeng)&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; Nat&lt;/strong&gt;. Walked around, more of looking for friends. I bumped into a lot of people. If I know so many of them working, I would have work also luh ! Looked for my &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy(the one standing from far).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bussed to work after that. And I'm always early. So many new stocks are here today. So I end up reserving items, as usual. LOLOLOL. I gotten my own code already. YAY. I can do cashiering. lalalas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; sent me a goodmorning's sms, which puts a smile on my face (: Now I know the reason behind it, and boy. Time will prove that I'm different. LOL (: iloveyou ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8984218124725511944?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8984218124725511944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8984218124725511944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8984218124725511944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8984218124725511944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-prove-to-you-im-different-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4539122550806689759</id><published>2008-11-27T15:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:43:13.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;So near yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I wanted you for real, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried to quit contacting you, but none works. I find myself missing your smses&amp;amp;phone calls. I tried ignoring you before, and somehow it doesnt works at all. Falling for you is such a painful experience for me, I'm hating this miserable feeling. A part of me hates you for causing me to be like this.But I know even though its painful falling for you, I still choose to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I miss you, I'll just sit down one side, and cry. I tried to stop thinking of you, but boy that moment dont last forever. I still constantly keep a look out for your name to appear in my phone.Reading back all the smses that you used to send, which spells love to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be a good guy. I know that. Yet, I still choose to fall for you. I go with my feelings. A lot tell me to just forget about you, and get someone better. I did tried, in the past. But nothing good turns out right. Everything feels so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been sleeping well the past few days, caused I missed you so badly. I find myself waiting for your sms at night, cause only then I know, I'll sleep well. So what if last night's text melts you? Things are still the same isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time so hard, so deep. I dont want to love you anymore cause I hate the way I'm so miserable now. But I know, I'll regret. Cause I din put in effort to love you more. I want to forget about you, but minutes later, I know, I cant. I cant forget about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things we've done during the past few months. Every detail without jotting it down, I can still remember how the scene looks like. You know I'll go against all odds to meet you. Chances came by, and people told me to just go grab them, and forget about you. I know I cant. Cause at the end of the day, you'll still be the one I'm thinking of, the one who holds the key to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outsiders can feel the love I have for you. Does it matters? What only matter to me is you feeling it. This love was never something so simple. Where a boy&amp;amp;a girl likes in each other, they fall in love, they get together. Cause of what happened, I wish that you'll love me more, instead of staying away from me. Cause I know, even if you stay away from me, I'll find myself drawing close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the sweetest distraction. Cause you're on my mind all day long. I find myself not concentrating during school hours. I find myself being so moodless the past few days. I find myself staying out late more often den usual. I find myself crying a lot more when imissyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my life so painful, so what. I still love you. Youre still the one I wanna fall for. By the time you find your mood to be in a relationship, I may not be the girl you want anymore. But boy, I know clearly that youre the one I wanted. You know I'm here waiting. You know I love you only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take a break from everything. I want to take a break from school. But tell me, how long can I avoid school. How long can I avoid everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashbacks reminds me of how close we used to be. You coming over to my place almost every week whenever we both cant get up early for school. Those times when we were on phone at night till you fall asleep. Those times when we were playing online games together. When we webcammed&amp;amp;on phone together. Those lil hugs, those sweet kisses, those words from you, Spells LOVE to me. I miss those times together with you. I missed it when I wake up, youre the one I saw. This feeling so real so true, I cant find reasons to push you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, I cant stay home any longer. I wanted to head to town to look for you. But now, I want to go to somewher quiet, somewher to cry my heart out. Crying may not solve the problem. I dont want to be constantly texting you. I want you to know. I'm here waiting. And you coming to look for me. Instead of me telling you to come and look for me, den you come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day when you read my blog, you dont just stone and do nothing. Its not to make you speechless. But so many things running through my mind. So many things I wanna ask you. How do I put them into words. I want you mine. So much more I wanna say to you, but its so hard to say everything out. Therefore I'm blogging everything out. Hoping you'll read it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Loving you was never an easy task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They call this stupid, I call this love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*No worries, cause only 8people knows who are you. &amp;amp;Out of the 8, only 4 knows how you look like and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;_____________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;You&amp;amp;your Love is all I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A proper update on school today (: I was quite reluctant to head to school today. Thinking that I've already missed out so many lessons, I've decided to drag myself up. Meet &lt;strong&gt;Regina &lt;/strong&gt;at the business block, and headed to LLA . I was a lil late, but walau, better than nothing. I waited for the freaking bus for damn long luh please. HAA. Couldnt find the mood to do LLA, so I ended up napping for awhile. Switch of classroom, and headed to IT lab to do a survey, den dismissed ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Off to cafe2 with &lt;strong&gt;DaJie Mari Veron RuoPing Regina&lt;/strong&gt; . Ate the popcorn chicken, and I tell you, the cheese makes me feel damn bloated luhs. Maybe cause of coke also. HAHAA ! Saw&lt;strong&gt; Mark&lt;/strong&gt;, and it feels damn weird. idk why ehs. LOL ! Headed for IAC. And we were late. &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; locked the classroom, but we managed to enter in the end. He accepts any nonsense reason luhs I swear. I din have the worksheet, being so bored. I started to do my LLA. &lt;strong&gt;Mari &lt;/strong&gt;was insane today. Birdflu took effect. LOL ! Shes damn high today luhs. Once in a blue moon. Now you know, I never like &lt;strong&gt;Kerner Gabriel&lt;/strong&gt; or whoever is in your name list luhs uh ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin Wong : Cheryl you enjoy your holiday right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me : No lae. Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Alvin Wong : How come sick? Genting air so healthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me : Healthy meh =.= Maybe too clean till I fall sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My illness really got more jialat when I'm in Genting kays ! Damn idiotic =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lesson dismissed early, and headed over to cafe1 with &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; . I gotten myself fruits ;D yay ! I'm loving watermelon&amp;amp;honeydew ;D &amp;amp;Again, I spotted&lt;strong&gt; Mark&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL ! Rotted, and headed over for ETP lesson. Did nothing much, did nothing productive. BCM's cancelled tmr, so it means IAC brought forward. Useless, cause I gotta stay back for my roleplay after that. &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Ken&lt;/strong&gt; told me that I got tons of scripts =.= Enough for me to kan the person I'm supposed to kpkb about. Welldone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Head back to Secondary school, and I finally gotten my O level cert. The school changed so much. Happened to bump into&lt;strong&gt; JianYe&amp;amp;co&lt;/strong&gt;, walau. Their hair like outstanding only ! LOL/ I saw the girl I went Genting with as well. LOL ~ Singapore is just way too small. Wanted to head town to look for love, but decided not to, cause of some issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I should be heading to somewhere peaceful, Otherwise. I wanna rest at home. I need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you with my heart&amp;amp;soul, love will you do the same back too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 12.30am /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;At the end of the day, I still choose to love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I din went to town to look for&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; as planned. I din head to the beach as planned. I end up staying at home, roaming around my place. I din go jogging as planned. TV is my bestfriend. "Let it Shine" is shown everyday, 530pm. Even though I've watched it before, but still. I'm staying home for the sake of it (:  wanted to rot at home, den  &lt;strong&gt;Melvin &lt;/strong&gt;rang me up, and so , we ended up at inter for dinner. Mac for dinner, den we roamed around TM. Wanted to find &lt;strong&gt;Albert&amp;amp;co&lt;/strong&gt;, but I dont seem to spot them anywhere luhs. HAHA. Bought food for Mummy, and headed back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the end, I gotten my brother to get dinner for me. How gay can it get. Dinner'ed and big Thankyou to &lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; (: Cause he helped me in part of my project. HOOKAY. I owe you one ;D S texted me out of randomness. Super random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;I thought through the whole noon, I've decided to still keep in contact wit you, cause I know. By stopping myself from contacting you, I'll feel even more miserable. Its always when the night falls, I'll miss you so much more. So much so badly, that tears will start flowing down. Youre the sweetest drug I can ever have. Maybe for now, the smile on my face is just a mask. To cover and hide, the tears in my eyes. iloveyouboyfriend(:&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/8977914395220515589-4539122550806689759?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4539122550806689759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4539122550806689759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4539122550806689759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4539122550806689759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-tried-to-quit-contacting-you-but-none.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4643309598121379947</id><published>2008-11-27T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:25:45.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heartaches&amp;amp;Sorry(s), I have had enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cause boy, I dont want you to be a heartbreaker who breaks my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School's tmr, and I'm freaking still awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm tired, but I cant get to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm waiting for your reply love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4643309598121379947?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4643309598121379947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4643309598121379947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4643309598121379947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4643309598121379947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/heartaches-i-have-had-enough-cause-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-597214154507623043</id><published>2008-11-26T20:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:57:56.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT YOU MINE FOR REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So what if I was a happy girl last night. So what if I felt love for a moment last night. It was just a moment. The moment din stay for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things get so screwed up for me now. I missed you so much whenever youre not at sight. I constantly keep a lookout for your name to appear on my phone, hoping to receive a text from you. Its not that youre not texting me or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I told you many a times, I wanted you mine for real. All you did was nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it sucks, cause right now, I'm stuck here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I find myself tearing more often now whenever imissyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But boy, do you even know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;When I tear for you even more, something's amiss. definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I tried so hard to not contact you. But the more you stay away from me, the more my heart aches. It felt worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tell me what to do now boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its pointless to tell me sorry, and stay away from each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know none of it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveyouso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I doubt you'll read my blog anyways. Will any nice soul go let him know, how much ilovehim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont want to start crying for you eveynight whenever i miss you like fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want you mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate you for causing me to be like this. But I know the hatred wont last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love you so much, so much that I dun wanna hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All I want, is you here . You to be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont want your sorry. All I want is you for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You felt so real to me. So near yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We do what other couple are doing,just that its behind the scene and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing's going to change this love I have for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Boy, you know that well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOURE THE SWEETEST DISTRACTION, MY SWEETEST LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-597214154507623043?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/597214154507623043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=597214154507623043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/597214154507623043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/597214154507623043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-what-if-i-was-happy-girl-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6588913286640552165</id><published>2008-11-26T10:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:19:07.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Spell to me LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn early to blog at the moment. But I'm awake, thats why.I'm currently blogging at &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place (: HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with&lt;strong&gt; Hogan&amp;amp;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; at Starbucks. They were supposing to be studying luhs. But they end up you-tubing. LOL. Headed over to LJS for dinner. All time fave for &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriends.&lt;/strong&gt; Whenever we dont know where we want to have our meal, LJS is the first choice (: I happily cant finish my food, and before that I was telling&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; what I had, he told me to drink more water . Trained with them. &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; alighted at Simei, while I alighted at Outram, and&lt;strong&gt; Hogan&lt;/strong&gt; continue his journey back to LakeSide. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and decided to pop by GV to see if &lt;strong&gt;charbor&lt;/strong&gt; is working. LOL. She look uberly funny in her uniform, like seriously ! Chatted awhile, and head down to StJames. I din meet up with the&lt;strong&gt; ass&lt;/strong&gt; in the end. I end up meeting&lt;strong&gt; Jeremy(S).&lt;/strong&gt; Gotten my ticket from&lt;strong&gt; Ooi&lt;/strong&gt; and after that followed &lt;strong&gt;Heng&lt;/strong&gt; to put my bag into the locker and all . Saw a few familiar faces, like&lt;strong&gt; Cherie&lt;/strong&gt; ! My working collegue (: Also saw a few people from my school&lt;strong&gt;, Kai&amp;amp;co&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I saw &lt;strong&gt;Rayson &lt;/strong&gt;there also. LOL ! So we spend out time walking&amp;amp;roaming around the club, hoping to sneak out. In the end, we got their&lt;strong&gt; Kerner&amp;amp;co &lt;/strong&gt;to bring the drinks over. Its damn irritating to dance with a bag. I regret taking it out from the locker ! LOL. But it was fun&lt;em&gt;, it spells love last night&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left StJames at 1, and cabbed down to ClarkeQuay to meet up with&lt;strong&gt; KChng&lt;/strong&gt; as promised. HAHA . We were roaming around, and happened to pass by the new club that was doing a preview. TADAH. We got in for free entry (: HAHA. Super gay act luhs. LOL. Bought drinks, and that&lt;strong&gt; ass&lt;/strong&gt; claim that he already drank before meeting me so the remaining drinks I gotta finish it up. Rotted around, and cabbed over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; around 3plus. And after a short conversation, I knocked out. My head was spinning around, and that&lt;strong&gt; ass&lt;/strong&gt; to add on to my spinning, he bought beer =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm awake in &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; room while shes stoning on her bed. I need to see a doctor, my sick combo is shit. And also, to collect my O level cert. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are here like in less than a months' time. its a short break, but there's so many things to do ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even after telling you everything, I'm sure things din get so awkward. We're still the same like how we were used to be. The goodbye kiss before I left, and the hugs. No way I'm backing out and forgetting you, cause boy, it never appear to be that easy.The sms I sent to you last night, though I was a bit drunk, I wasnt sure what I was typing, but I know I mean it. iloveyou love(: The fairytale that started on 2othJuly, let it stay, or let this whole thing turns to reality, instead of worsening it. i miss you the very moment when youre not with me. I'll see you soon love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 4.15pm /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Polyclinic. Headed home, and prepared, den out to meet &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; to see a doctor together. I hate those medicines, and no way I'm going to finish it all up. I'm looking for the mood to study. Its been so long since I last studied. I need to do my LLA. I need to start loving my IAC (the subject not the teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love is in school now.&amp;amp;imissyou. I miss your hugs, I miss your kisses, I miss your everything . You this stupid love of mine. I wish time would freeze at the moment when we are together, and let the world pass by us, leaving the both of us here alone.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6588913286640552165?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6588913286640552165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6588913286640552165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6588913286640552165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6588913286640552165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/spell-to-me-love.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6907575184611543474</id><published>2008-11-25T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:10:05.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Post number 250 ; iloveyouso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've no energy to blog out in full, so every paragraph is rather short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried last night while texting&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt;. At least now love knows how I feel in me ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not attend school today (: My &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; told me to stay home and pack my clothes. HAHA (: Supposed to meet&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; this morning for lunch, but he gotta test suddenly. So we din meet in the end. But I'll meet &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; later, I guess (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive packed all my clothes, and I realised I got so many clothes. I've dumped away a lot of them. And now, it means that I can go on a shopping spree again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; is going to get for me either a carlorino wallet or a coach wristlet for xmas cause I din spend money on shopping during Genting. I spend the money on food and arcade =.= Superly sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;mum &lt;/strong&gt;is super cute. &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; called her, and she accidently accepted the phone call. She doesnt wants to talk to him, so I ended up talking to him. He forgotten that I'm going overseas. HAHA. I told him I'll be in school tmr, but hahas. I'm so not going tmr luhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flu and sorethroat is like ripping me apart. I think I'm having slight fever. This is what I call the sick combo. When everything just happened to you, all at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sickly, but I'm still heading down to StJames later. &lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; is shit. He thought I'm asking him to club tmr night. He told me he'll try to find me later after his night class. &amp;amp;He's going there hoping to find girls above 18 for ONS=.= 3slaps to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KC &lt;/strong&gt;is asking me to go Attica coming Monday cause his school prom party. He told me not to go for StJames tonight cause he want to psyco me to MOS or DoubleO. Slap him. I go there for a reason. LOL. He told me to heck care my reason. He deserves 2slaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents&lt;/strong&gt; dont allow me to go Genting/Bangkok/Taiwan/Batam with friends. But they allow me to go Cruise with friends (: &lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;asked if I did enjoyed myself at Genting. I said not rlly, cause I was sick =.= SO. If there's a chance, he'll bring me to Genting (&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; there's a chance), otherwise to cruise (: Been so long since I last went to cruise la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotting at home isnt fun. &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; din get lunch for me, I headed out hoping to dig some foood. I landed up with only a sausage. While using the com, I already finished a bottle of 1.5L coke. How wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a sms from&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;em&gt;If youre going tonight, I'll give you a hug kay&lt;/em&gt;". All the more I'm going. HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to have some rest, and then out to vivo to meet that &lt;strong&gt;ass,&lt;/strong&gt; and down to StJames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my sleep !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Mark,&lt;/strong&gt; if youre seeing this. CONGRATS ! You've updated your blog for 2days straight. And I wont kill you if you wont update luhs~ HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6907575184611543474?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6907575184611543474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6907575184611543474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6907575184611543474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6907575184611543474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/post-number-250-iloveyouso.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3976517921406996107</id><published>2008-11-24T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:58:34.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading TingTing's blog, and was tagged. LOL. I'm not so evil to find people to tag. So go ahead and do it on your own if you want (: But for your info, I think my blog cant copy&amp;amp;paste text ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own, 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)No tag back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN WEIRD THINGS/HABITS/LITTLE KNOWN FACTS ABOUT ME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I dun eat pork except bagua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm actually superly fat. Just that it doesnt appear to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm single for months already. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I drink greentea when I was with Jingfu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am in accounting course when I dun rlly enjoy doing accounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm super afraid of dogs, be it big or small in size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I quitted coke when I was with Benson, but the addiction came back again when we broke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I dun take chilli, but I take curry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I dun like eating proper meals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3976517921406996107?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3976517921406996107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3976517921406996107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3976517921406996107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3976517921406996107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-reading-tingtings-blog-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4144635079740859895</id><published>2008-11-24T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:46:13.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Party at StJames tmr night, Should I go, or Should I not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in Singapore. I'm definitely way too lazy to upload all the nonsense pictures we've took, and of cause to go through in details what actually happened in Genting. Spent my day at OutdoorThemePark. Saddening thing, there sint much guys for me to see, and there isnt much girls for my cousin to see also. BORING =.= ThemePark was alright. Just that I fell sick when I was there, how idiotic. Lunch at some retarded kopitiam. The food isnt nice . I would still prefer fastfood though ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to ThemePark for round2 with Silas&amp;amp;Janell. It was drizzling, so we ended up playing at the children's playground. Running around so carefree, all troubles were gone for that moment. In the end, we went over to PizzaHut to eat. I managed to play what I wanted to play in Singapore, the bumper car ;D Headed back to Hotel to rest, and meet up for dinner gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin gotten 2free tickets for the Dreamz thingy in Genting. Whereby there's the white tiger&amp;amp;lion. He brought me along ;D The musical was nice (: The white lion was pretty (: I wanna take pictures with them, but I din bring enuff cash ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to hit disco with my cousin, but cause I din brought my shoes along, we din go in the end ;( Back to hotel, and I miss love a lot ;( I was waiting for love to text me before he go lalaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out, and headed back to Singapore. Caught for bringing in chewing gums, but damn heng, cause in the end. They return back the chewing gums (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking if I shld go club tmr at StJames not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imissyou so much. It feels damn weird not texting you the whole day cause I was at overseas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna see you soon, I wanna feel your hug&amp;amp;your love ;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4144635079740859895?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4144635079740859895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4144635079740859895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4144635079740859895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4144635079740859895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/party-at-stjames-tmr-night-should-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7180831813571898717</id><published>2008-11-23T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:08:55.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;So many unspoken words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So many things I have in me. I wish I have the courage to tell you everything from the bottom of my heart. At the same time, I'm afraid after telling you everything in me, things will become different. Who knows it will cause us to drift apart from each other. I fear after telling you, things will be different. Maybe who knows afterthat,you wont be mine anymore. Not even the "boyfriend" status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never felt like this before.I never missed someone this much before. I actually cried myself to bed last night. I missed you so much. The feelings for you is so real, if only things between us were real.I never wanted you as the "boyfriend" . I wanted you for real. Thinking back,reading all the smses, I realise I've fallen for you for maybe half a year already. Time passes so fast. The feelings get deeper, and it somehow stays and never go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know how I feel for you. Now, I wish.You were mine for real. I want to be able to talk to you in public, to be in your arms, holding hands wit you in public. I want to tell the world youre mine. I want to call you my baby ;'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel like crying so badly now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss you ;'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I typed tons of smses, trying to refrain myself from texting you. I find myself constantly looking at my phone,for your name to appear. I miss you like fuck.You know that. I dont rlly bother about my phone bills anyways. Things I told you, will you take it as a joke? Cause everything I tell you, they're for real boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7180831813571898717?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7180831813571898717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7180831813571898717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7180831813571898717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7180831813571898717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-many-unspoken-words-so-many-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6511702350135964962</id><published>2008-11-22T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:14:07.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;You're my sweetest distraction, my sweetest drug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm in &lt;strong&gt;love's&lt;/strong&gt; jacket now (: lalalals~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up around 4plus this morning, and I received his sms (: Droved to Bedok, and take a coach to the custom there. Reached Genting around 1plus, and I miss him a lot ;( I texted &lt;strong&gt;love,&lt;/strong&gt; tadah, he replied me ;D Settled down, and lunched at &lt;em&gt;"LaoDiFang"&lt;/em&gt; Idk if its me the problem, or the food cause I cant seemed to finish it. Same goes to my brothers and cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Checked in, and we headed to do some shopping, but I din manged to get anything. Cause nothing caught my eye. Now, I'm stuck in the lanshop. I'm thinking if I shld hit the disco with my &lt;strong&gt;cousin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Stupidlove, imissyou ;( I wanna see you like rlly soon ;( I wanna receive your text soon ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;OKAY. I'm damn lazy to blog already. At least I'm better than &lt;strong&gt;Mark.&lt;/strong&gt; I updated hor. ahah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6511702350135964962?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6511702350135964962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6511702350135964962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6511702350135964962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6511702350135964962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/youre-my-sweetest-distraction-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4509716011539273199</id><published>2008-11-22T00:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:12:54.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If this fairytale becomes reality, will things be different?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be bidding goodbye to Singapore, and hello to Malaysia soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to send&lt;strong&gt; love &lt;/strong&gt;a long text.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like I'm not coming back or going for few months, but.&lt;br /&gt;I just miss him a lot ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4509716011539273199?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4509716011539273199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4509716011539273199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4509716011539273199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4509716011539273199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-this-fairytale-becomes-reality-will.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2815581013304203776</id><published>2008-11-21T13:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:12:31.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRLFRIENDS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IMISSYOU ALL (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MEETUP SOON ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I doubt I'll update my blog tonight cause I gotta wake up early tmr morning. I miss&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; too ;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I managed to wake up for school. &lt;strong&gt;Daughter &lt;/strong&gt;din attend school, so I end up meeting &lt;strong&gt;Regina.&lt;/strong&gt; Cabbed to her place, and cab to school for LLA. Did a lil LLA, and class dismiss. Walked to&lt;strong&gt; Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place and our plan was to go for Mac's breakfast. In the end, we landed up in LongJohn cause it is already lunch hour. LOL. Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt; to pass him some stuffs at Tampines, den LongJohn. Idk why each time after a meal at LongJohn I'll be freezing away luhs. Only for LongJohn eh ;( Headed home, and now I'm packing my clothes. &lt;strong&gt;Mum &lt;/strong&gt;told me to just bring some clothes along in case the clothes over there din catch my eyes. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I'll miss you the next few days. I hope the charges for overseas wont be so expensive, cause I know I'll be texting you (:Thos moments of love, stuck in my memory. I wanna stay in your arms, and not having your arms letting me go. Cause youre the sweetest drug I have, love.200708 ♥&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/8977914395220515589-2815581013304203776?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2815581013304203776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2815581013304203776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2815581013304203776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2815581013304203776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/girlfriends-imissyou-all-meetup-soon-d.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3738328288955364738</id><published>2008-11-21T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:14:20.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"MY BABY BOY"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOKAY. &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;Hogan&lt;/strong&gt; knows what does it means. LOLOLOLOL. Cause they started it first. ahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School was alright today. Seriously, I think I'm heading to school to just kill time luhs =.= Woke up around 7 for the 8am lesson LLA. At least we did a bit of stuffs, and theres so much to do tmr, cause we need to hand in everything already. With my group members playing disappearing acts, and not doing the tasks they're supposed to do, I'm a lil pissed off. Like seriously. dismissed and headed over to cafe1 for break wit&lt;strong&gt; Vin Gabby Mallet daughter Regina Adan Mas Desiree.&lt;/strong&gt;Ate porridge but I din manage to finish it ;( I only finished like maybe half of it only ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAC next. I made a grand appearance. Forgetting the fact that the section head is in our class. I opened the door and talked loudly &lt;em&gt;" Teacher, I brought your fave student &lt;strong&gt;Desiree"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I scanned the classroom I see the section head sitting one corner =.= So screwed. I feel like sleeping, but I cant cause shes there =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch break, and sat down to listen to the students performance. Headed for ETP. Did nothing at all =.= Purely talking cock session -.- Ended early, and bussed back home with &lt;strong&gt;daughter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought &lt;strong&gt;Chester &lt;/strong&gt;to interchange to run some errands, and we bought mac home (: Rotted awhile, and did something way too nonsense too idiotic. Only l&lt;strong&gt;ove &lt;/strong&gt;knows about it. HHAA (: Meet &lt;strong&gt;Pearlyn &lt;/strong&gt;at inter with&lt;strong&gt; Jo&lt;/strong&gt;. We supposed to head down to ClarkeQuay. In the end, we walked around CS&amp;amp;TM. They were eating chickenwings on the train. This mid 30s/40s guy just snap a picture of us. Its way too obvious luhs =.= Meet up wit&lt;strong&gt; Jo's friend&lt;/strong&gt; at Outram, den trained down. Meet &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; at Attica, and I'm so so so sorry for making you wait (: But you got your baby boy to keep you company. ahha (: Even &lt;strong&gt;Hogan&lt;/strong&gt; knows who is &lt;strong&gt;love.&lt;/strong&gt; Welldone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was dancing with this group of girls. We predicted that they're lesbians. They have the looks and behaviour ! Den was dancing with random guys. Some idiotic guy keep stepping on my foot, and haha, I sprain my ankle while dancing away =.= How cool right -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to leave with&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina &lt;/strong&gt;at 10plus, but I headed there late. So in the end, I stayed throughout. Meet&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; to take stuff and &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; gave me a hug before I left ;D Was thinking of heading to pub after clubbing, but the thought of need to hand in the LLA assignment, I head home instead. Cabbed back, and the taxidriver was so nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'm leaving for Genting soon (: &lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;know that I'm going clubbing. Hes worried that I'll get drunk and let other guys bring me home, but that ass din want to come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANIW. ILOVEYOU(: 4months of LOVE ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I pray to be loved by you, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3738328288955364738?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3738328288955364738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3738328288955364738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3738328288955364738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3738328288955364738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-baby-boy-hokay.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8577108614848491711</id><published>2008-11-20T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:17:47.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It spells L O V E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted the whole chunk.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update soon, hopefully before I go overseas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;withloves ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th month . weees&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8577108614848491711?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8577108614848491711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8577108614848491711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8577108614848491711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8577108614848491711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-spells-l-o-v-e-i-deleted-whole-chunk.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8350939909293226511</id><published>2008-11-20T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:42:40.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 4TH MONTH L♡VEEEE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you love me like how I love you ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8350939909293226511?l=sweetcandyflosslove.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-8977914395220515589.post-5450566120868608762</id><published>2008-11-19T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:12:05.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Things will never be the same again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 9plus today for school. I was damn tired ;( I only fell asleep like close to 4am last night. I texted &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; last night telling him that I cant get to sleep ;( but he was already sleeping like one pig ;( I wanted to text &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; but I know he needs to wake up early for NS, so I din bother him. I stoned on my bed, thankgwad psp still got that little bit of battery left (&lt;strong&gt;Gabby &lt;/strong&gt;played from full to no battery =.= ) I managed to play 2 songs ;D ahhas ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared myself, and off to meet &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;as usual. Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Regina &lt;/strong&gt;to come, and off to ETP's lecture. Superly boring. Stoned around at LT and off to cafe1 for lunch (: Was looking for space, in the end, we found DaJie ! So sat down with&lt;strong&gt; DaJie&lt;/strong&gt;. Ate porridge and saw the&lt;strong&gt; GMal.&lt;/strong&gt; She can be nice actually (: Went to take balloons (: WEEE. I used to love them a lot, but walau ;( I'm now damn afraid of them already !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAC next. I din pay attention, I was surfing the net. &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; say he'll call my mum. Like I care =.= He said that to almost everyone. &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; was being childish, say he'll burst my balloon if I dun pay attention -.- Switch of classroom, and I was being called up to do Qn6. TADAH. I did it kays. He even praised me. LOL. So it means that though I was sleeping throughout his lesson, fooling around, I stilll paid attention hor !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BCM was roleplay group discussion. I like my roleplay topic (: Rained heavily, so in the end. Cabbed over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's &lt;/strong&gt;place, and supposingly cab home but we ended up in TMart. Mac for earlydinner/latelunch. Den we started shopping around TMart. Damn lame. Shared with daughter stuffs on love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home after that, changed out, and interchange. I finally get my bag screwed, I hope they can get a new one for me (: &lt;strong&gt;Darling's&lt;/strong&gt; place next, and a little catching up (: home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I'm off to viwawa with &lt;strong&gt;Andy Tingting&lt;/strong&gt; now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imissyou, where are you;(&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/8977914395220515589-5450566120868608762?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5450566120868608762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5450566120868608762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5450566120868608762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5450566120868608762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-will-never-be-same-again.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3390488128051648280</id><published>2008-11-19T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:23:09.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I L O V E YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just feel like saying it .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I miss you luhs ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3390488128051648280?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3390488128051648280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3390488128051648280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3390488128051648280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3390488128051648280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-l-o-v-e-you-i-just-feel-like-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7118921473210397236</id><published>2008-11-18T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:49:54.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Words from you are melodies to my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to skip BCM this morning. I was uber tired luhs. The thought of me not attending school for Monday, especially for ListeningCompre test, I decided to find motivation for school ;D Meet&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; at busstop, and headed to school together. Headed to classroom, and it seems like every tuesday I'm early for lesson. I envy SportsManagement students. They got &lt;strong&gt;MrAndrew&lt;/strong&gt; as their teacher. WOOTS. He's like, WOAH. OKAY. Idk how to explain that kind of reaction. AHAH! BCM was alright. &lt;strong&gt;JeromeGoh&lt;/strong&gt; brought us to cafe2 halfway the lesson to have coffee . HAHA (: He is one of the better teachers I've meet luhs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAC next, it was blackout for minutes. Superly tired, and I landed up in my lalaland with daughter and other classmates. It felt as if I slept damn long, but actually only 30mins -.- AlvinWong damn cute. Obviously I din listen to him he knows it, yet hes asking me to do questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foodfair with &lt;strong&gt;daughter Regina Hogan&lt;/strong&gt;. Sharkfin and after that BurgerKing with&lt;strong&gt; Sam Vin&lt;/strong&gt;. Headed to look for&lt;strong&gt; Eben Mallet Gabby Terry&lt;/strong&gt; after BurgerKing, and cabbed down to my place instead of heading for ETP. Now, I think ETP only like max 5students luhs ! Cabbed over to my place for the usual.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I'M SO NOT GOING TO MAHJONG FOR A WEEK,&lt;/span&gt; that's final ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong'ed and I guess lady luck is rlly not with me. I'm stopping for a week. LOL. Mahjonged with &lt;strong&gt;Eben/Mallet Terry/Gabby Regina/Hogan. daughter&lt;/strong&gt; was the accountant as usual. In the end&lt;strong&gt;, Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; played the psp on my bed till like damn song only. LOL. Mahjonged till 6plus, and they headed home. Prepared and dinnered at home,den out to meet &lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dickie is dead ;( I need to dig out receipts from my box of receipts. Damnit -.- And I'm heading down to inter again. I wanna bumper car soon ! I'll do that in Genting ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing this coming thursday. Anyone interested? 16&amp;amp;Above at Attica (: 5pm-12am . HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;imissyouso(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited 11.41pm/}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a little chat with mum cause she cant get to sleep. We were talking about my life, and she asked&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; " &lt;strong&gt;Girl,&lt;/strong&gt; you got boyfriend just bring home.&lt;strong&gt; Daddy&amp;amp;I &lt;/strong&gt;wont eat him up. Only daddy will want me so dont worry just bring your boyfriend home"&lt;/span&gt; I guess I got the best mummy in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Years back I wanna run away from home, she told me &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" You'll stay, I'll go. At least I got money and all, I can go over your &lt;strong&gt;granny's &lt;/strong&gt;place to stay. You're still so young, not enough money to run away and all. So you stay here better "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember sometime this year I broke up with&lt;strong&gt; Jingfu&lt;/strong&gt;? I hide it from my&lt;strong&gt; mum&lt;/strong&gt;. I cried silently everynight after we broke up. One week later,&lt;strong&gt; mum&lt;/strong&gt; found out that I've been crying everynight. We had a mother-daughter talk. She told me this &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" It doesnt matter, cry for all you want now. Promise me you wont cry after tonight. You can look for better guys. Let me bring you to shopping to make you feel better"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All this little words she said, when I was feeling at my worst makes me feel loved. Many of my friends I've known around me, or rather people I know/heard, some of them their parents object to them having a boyfriend/girlfriend. I'm not pointing at anyone in particular here. I hide my boyfriend from my mum too. Shes too clever. She knows when I'm attached and when I'm not. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mummy, iloveyou . HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7118921473210397236?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7118921473210397236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7118921473210397236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7118921473210397236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7118921473210397236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/words-from-you-are-melodies-to-my-ears.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5342891380049520254</id><published>2008-11-17T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:10:33.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;With all the love, from me to you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up for my 10am lesson today. Snoozed my clock, and received a sms from &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; reminding me to wake up. LOL. Waited for the bus12 damn freaking long.zzz. Late for the lesson for awhile, and was spilt into group for BCM Roleplay. I'm in the same group as &lt;strong&gt;Faith Leon Ken Eben.&lt;/strong&gt; Exchanged numbers &lt;em&gt;(Its a bit gay),&lt;/em&gt; and off to revise for IAC. Meet&lt;strong&gt; Timothy&lt;/strong&gt; for awhile to help&lt;strong&gt; Faith&lt;/strong&gt; get the calculator, and after that cafe1 (: I wanted to opt for fruits and porridge, but dear &lt;strong&gt;Regina &lt;/strong&gt;dragged me to Jap food with her. Makes me damn sinful now kay . LOL. Headed for for the classroom to take the test. I happily cant balance it, but it doesnt matter much I guess. (: Had IAC, and noone is listening to&lt;strong&gt; AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; luhs. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned I want to stop mahjong for a week. In the end, YuanPing they all tempted me . So we ended up cabbing to my place. I was supposed to be at FoodFair hor! HAHA ! Mahjonged with &lt;strong&gt;Alicia YuanPing Nat Eben. Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; was using the lappy, and&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; the usual accountant ;D Shes the only qualified one luhs, so far. HAHA ! Halfway&lt;strong&gt; bitch&lt;/strong&gt; came, and sorry &lt;strong&gt;bitch,&lt;/strong&gt; I left you alone ;( Mahjonged tilll 7plus, and off to interchange with&lt;strong&gt; Amanda Nat YuanPing&lt;/strong&gt;. Walked around with bitch, and shes love (: We're going to meet again tmr ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home now, and I'm missing &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; so much. Okays, &lt;strong&gt;Mummy&lt;/strong&gt; says to book my FTT after the Genting trip (: I wanna go sit bumpercar. I wanna go ferriswheels. I wanna go shopping. I wanna see&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YuanPing&lt;/strong&gt; is so cute. Shes my never meet before long lost neighbour/childhood playground friend. And we meet each other again in ITE, now classmates ! HAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause the song you sang over and over again, its playing repeatedly in my mind. Stupidboy, imissyou(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5342891380049520254?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5342891380049520254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5342891380049520254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5342891380049520254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5342891380049520254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/with-all-love-from-me-to-you-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-9007632983803877845</id><published>2008-11-17T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:08:11.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cos everyday I wake up and find myself missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is love (: At least to me ;D I overslept, and end up waking up around 11plus. I even take my time to go online cause I'm damn lazy to bring my lappy. Dumb lappy cause my bagpack to rip a bit out of it ;( Sianness. Surprisingly, even though I missed the bus, I took my own sweet time, I managed to reach work on time (: Work was less freezing today (: At least time isnt so hard to pass today. Sandwich, bananacake for lunch (:&lt;em&gt; DaYiMa&lt;/em&gt; come visiting me so randomly, that I gotta end up buying boxers from Topshop. Ding Dong knocked off around 945, smsed &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;, and we decided to meet up to slack and stone around. So I trained down to meet &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; at Suntec. That idiot, suddenly pop out from nowhere behind me and gave me a shock luhs.-.- I wanted to dinner, so we landed up in mac.&lt;strong&gt; Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; called, and TADAH(: he sent me home, and sent&lt;strong&gt; sweets&lt;/strong&gt; to busstop. After mac we head over to Fountain there to slack, and wait for &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas &lt;/strong&gt;to come over. &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; better be honoured cause I dont stay out at that hour on a Sunday luhs. Nothing to update already. School tmr, whats more, IAC test tmr. Welldone, and goodgame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm having a fever. My whole bloody face turned damn red, and &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; felt the temperature in me, and guess that I'm sick. Its time I have another good rest soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12midnight, the clock strike. Me lying on your arms, with your warmest hug. It spells love. You told me theres nothing going on already, it puts a smile on my face. You told me no more jealousy, cause everything its over. I'm happy. Imma happy girl now. I hope this happiness to stay, for as long as possible. I miss hugging you now already luhs, rahrah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember your promise, on every month the 20th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-9007632983803877845?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9007632983803877845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=9007632983803877845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/9007632983803877845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/9007632983803877845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-told-me-not-to-worry-and-i-put-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6309192481094521841</id><published>2008-11-16T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:44:55.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I missed you the whole day long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back home from my dinner (: ahahs. Slept at 10plus last night. And I slept all the way till 11am this morning. Its total shiokness when I wake up receiving smses from different people at weird hours, and a miss call from&lt;strong&gt; Kerner&lt;/strong&gt; like 7plus in the morning =.= I guess its because of the CCA thingy luhs. Prepared for work, and slowly bussed down. I left house early wishing I could dropby Parkway earlier to do some shopping. Freaking hell the bus took damn long to arrive, I ended up on time for work =.= Work was alright. Feeling sickly, I guess 12hours isnt enough for me still. HAHA (: My workplace is like freezer luhs, uber cold .zzz. Breaktime gotten myself sandwich and fries (: LOVELOVELOVE(: I shall just survive on sandwich cause I just spent 50USD dollars on some online stuffs, I hope I dont regret. Now, my bank is running dry &lt;em&gt;(though there's still $xxx.85 inside hah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TickTock 930pm, and &lt;strong&gt;WenChao &lt;/strong&gt;came over to find me for dinner. I thought he was kidding with me though, hahs. Ride over to Katong for dinner at Macau Cafe, and we were wondering where to head to next. Wanted to go prawning at PasirRis, but we predict that it would be a waste of time cause we'll end up catching nothing. Wanted to head to EastCoast, but I'm damn scared of dogs. Plan to head over to town for Swensens icecream cause I crave for it, but he told me he'll bring me other time (: cause he thinks its a bit gay to just go town for my icecream =.= In the end, we landed up in PasirRis. Supposed to go to PasirRis beach to chill, I wanted mahjong and he wanted movies at first kays, we landed up in PasaMalam =.= HAHA! Walked there awhile to grab a bit of food, and off to hunt for toilet, cause I'm in need of one ;X den after that he sent me back. Thankyou for the dinner&amp;amp;all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke tmr, and haha. Ive forgotten to book my FTT once again. I've been saying it since &lt;strong&gt;Gerald's &lt;/strong&gt;birthday till now. When&lt;strong&gt; Gerald&lt;/strong&gt; is taking his TP soon, and I'm still here, forgetting to book my FTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Poor boy isnt happy cause he gotta work roadshow. Its just one more day, think of the money you can earn. Time will pass quickly (: Work will never be that bored already (: misses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6309192481094521841?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6309192481094521841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6309192481094521841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6309192481094521841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6309192481094521841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-missed-you-whole-day-long-im-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2073555385828194181</id><published>2008-11-14T14:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:26:50.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Untie the knot, in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCREW FRIENDSTER ! THATS WHY IM BLOGGING SO EARLY NOW ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was stony today. I felt damn stony the whole day luhs. Woke up around 7plus for school, and of cause, arriving to class late. Wanted to nap, but decided to finish up my IAC in the end (: &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; gave me the wrong answer, how nice of him uhs =.= Heng I can still balance luhs. bwahahhas~ LLA teacher is damn funny, I love crapping with her ;D hahas. Released early, and so we headed over to cafe1. Seeing &lt;strong&gt;Mari&lt;/strong&gt; getting the seaweed chicken, its damn tempting.In the end, &lt;strong&gt;DaJie Daughter Veron Regina Me&lt;/strong&gt; ate seaweed chicken as well ;D SEE ! The power of seaweed chicken (: HAHA Headed over to BCM, listened to just &lt;strong&gt;Fabian &lt;/strong&gt;doing his presentation -.- and we all headed to cafe1 for lunch together, with MrGoh ;D And he requested Daughter Regina Me to do a project, on mahjong ! LOLS! Den over to IAC, did questions, and now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's work later, and I'm feeling rather sickly, and tired ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She told me what she heard about you and her. Adding on to the sadness in me, the song in my blog repeat over and over again. I wish I din ask her to tell me what she knows about you. Then again, I wanna know so much, so badly. She told me you ain a good guy. I know, but why. Am I still holding on to you. You got my mind so confused. I know inside me, I'm a little not so fine. Yes, not so fine. And so go away suckish feeling. I dont need you here. I need him here instead.You're the only one that got me so confused. I wish...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope &lt;strong&gt;WeiRen&lt;/strong&gt; still have the admin job offer cause I wanna work during the holidays luhs. I need money. I cant wait to go Genting. I think I'm going to see if there's any chance I can step into the casinos (: And cute guys. huahuahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, I so wanna fall in love, now. Be it guy or girl (: Right&lt;strong&gt; Sharolyn&lt;/strong&gt; . lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 4.08pm /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not heading to work for today. I'm too tired. So many things running through my mind. I need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;No matter how hard I tried to shoo that feeling away, it'll come back to me eventually. I wish things would turn out better, I wish you would be better. I wish you knew how much you mean to me, and I want you to treat me the way how I treat you. I wish I could stop thinking about/of you for hours and hours, getting over with it, but somehow a lil part of me thinks about you all this while. I read back all the smses we used to send to each other, reading back all the msn conversations. Isnt it how funny how we started out as friends, till today like this. At times I wish I didnt know you, we didnt meet. We were not that close. Cause now, it seemed to be screwing me up, screwing my life up. I tried millions of times to move on, I cant. Remembering how much we used to text to each other like there's no tommorow. I used to wait by my phone, for your sms, for your phone call. Its still the same now. Things ain changing. Every single little thing you do, slowly its ripping my heart apart. Its tearing me into pieces. I'll move on, forgetting about you, only remembering you as a friend. But dear, when will that be. Each time I'm missing you, my heart aches a little. I lost my motivation for everything, for studies, for work. If only you can see the amount of tears, Ive cried for you Each time I close my eyes, its your image that appears. People step in and out of our life. I wish you would just stay there. The voice inside me, its calling your name love. I wish you will just take things more seriously. Remembering your hugs and your kisses, it makes me fall in love wit you deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Its enough, I cant take it anymore. I'm going to sleep,And dear god, I hope I dont think about you at this very moment. You know how much iloveyou love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 8.43pm /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I rotted the whole day. People asking me why I'm not working today. I'm tired. I need my sleep. I spent my time doing my IAC work. I cant believe I actually sat down, putting a sign "Do not Disturb cause I'm studying" outside my room, and locked myself up to study. I managed to finish up 2questions outta 3questions. With &lt;strong&gt;Alex&amp;amp;WenChao&lt;/strong&gt; online entertaining me, laughs* Now, I'm uber worried for the coming CA on monday . Thankgwad we're having a revision with &lt;strong&gt;JeromeGoh&lt;/strong&gt; during the BCM before the CA actually starts. I need to go dig out my lanyard. I've misplaced it. I need to find it else I cant take my exam. Random note&lt;strong&gt;, Daddy&lt;/strong&gt; is bleaching his hair now. &lt;strong&gt;Mummy&lt;/strong&gt; wants to bleach for me as well. BUT WALAU, Its golden colour,LOL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think I'm turning in early tonight. My eyes are like half closing as I'm doing my IAC just now. I need to report to work tomorrow. Damn tiring ;( On a brighter side, I'm heading to FoodFair wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;either Monday after the CA or Tuesday during the freaking at least 3hours break time. LLA project is due next week. So is the ETP. &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt; is doing the IT fair coming up in Expo, and he wants me to visit him. I shall be nice and visit him after school or something (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Friendster is still down, damn suck. My neopet's health is getting little and little each day. It was already in a dying state cause I din feed it. I din bomb my pet wit books like how daughter did. HAHA. So what if neopets is lame. LOL. At least neopets help me to kill time ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want to change my bloglink, as well as my email. I need good and non-nonsense email links. Not those nonsense link like what&lt;strong&gt; Regina&lt;/strong&gt; suggested. LOLS. Random note. I'm waiting for&lt;strong&gt; Mummy&lt;/strong&gt; to bring us to SingaporeFlyer. I still got one more pass on hand, valid till next year March. I cant wait to go. ahah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I did my work to keep you off my mind. I switched it to silent mode. I was hoping for your text at first, mintues later I din receive anything. I cant be bothered. Hours later, you texted me. You distracted me. Now, this isnt a good sign dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2073555385828194181?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2073555385828194181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2073555385828194181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2073555385828194181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2073555385828194181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/untie-knot-in-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6303819076318248667</id><published>2008-11-13T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:27:35.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss you truckloads, and I wish youre here with me now (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.I'm going to quit mahjong for a week ;D Because I realise when I'm playing with real money, I'll start losing ;( So its a stop for me now, with the&lt;strong&gt; classmates&lt;/strong&gt; ;X I hope. ahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to skip my LLA today, but since Ive texted my members to make sure they come, so I dragged myself outta bed. I think I should try sleeping early, by of cause not popping pills to bed luhs. &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; texted me last night, and &lt;strong&gt;S's&lt;/strong&gt; sms is certainly a lil too ridiculous thats what I always think. As usual, texted wit Andy till I fell asleep, and not forgetting sweets (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used the come for awhile before heading to school. I swear I was damn tired luhs. I spent hours last night doing my IAC work, now I'm a lil proud of myself (: With help from&lt;strong&gt; Regina&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks (: Bussed to school, and it was raining, but I din bother bringing an unbrella, cause its damn irritating. Conversation with &lt;strong&gt;Mum &lt;/strong&gt;was funny, iloveher ;D Slept during LLA while waiting for Leon to come, I swear I was damn tired luhs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break, and had chicken porridge (: Its love to have something warm (: &amp;amp;also watermelon juice ;D Den back for IAC lesson, finishing it up my remaining IAC questions (: I managed to balance them, I'm happy (: Headed over to cafe1, and now I know how &lt;strong&gt;Kai&lt;/strong&gt; looks like ! HAH (: &amp;amp;They asked me if I wanna go tonight, LOL. Attempted to do IAC, in the end, failed ;D So joined Amanda they all, and I so wanna slap &lt;strong&gt;Gabby's&lt;/strong&gt; face! I SWEAR I WANA SLAPSLAPSLAP. Played cards with&lt;strong&gt; daughter Kerner Adan&lt;/strong&gt;, den headed for ETP. Super slack I tell you ! Supposed to go food fair, in the end. We landed up at my place mahjonging &lt;strong&gt;(Daughter Eben Gabby Mallet)&lt;/strong&gt; I think I'm not in luck with gambling, therefore, I lost. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left, and I prepared, off to meet &lt;strong&gt;darling&amp;amp;aiai&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;darling's&lt;/strong&gt; place. While waiting for &lt;strong&gt;airen&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;sicko, we started mahjonging. LOL. Mahjonged till 9plus, and headed for dinner. So love (: Sitting down together dinnering together (: So nice to catch up with each other, and we'll meet up soon&lt;strong&gt; girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt; (: (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying my best to hit full attendance for this week, tmr is friday. ! next week's genting trip. hahas. I found something interesting. I know the reason why on &lt;strong&gt;Tingting's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday they were shock to see me, cause I looked a bit like &lt;strong&gt;Andy's &lt;/strong&gt;exgirlfriend. LOLOLOL! And they thought he patched back with his exgirlfriend, thus giving me the weird stare. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6303819076318248667?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6303819076318248667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6303819076318248667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6303819076318248667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6303819076318248667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-you-truckloads-and-i-wish-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3555271012355241766</id><published>2008-11-12T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:05:37.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Imma happy girl; Cause the smile on your face makes my day ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, Imma happy girl for today ;D &amp;amp;Only &lt;strong&gt;Daughter&amp;amp;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; knows why. HOHO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was rather idiotic. I was texting &lt;strong&gt;Andy&lt;/strong&gt; last night till I fell asleep, and I actually woke up in the middle of the night to reply his sms luh. Snoozed my clock today. Had the intention of skipping ETP this morning, in the end, I head to school ;D The sun was freaking hot I swear, hot enough to make me melt (!) Meet up with &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; at the busstop, den meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; outside cafe1. Lecture was boring, its like a total waste of time. I'm attending school for attendance sake only luhs. rrahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch break after that, headed cafe2 with &lt;strong&gt;daughter Regina DaJie Mari Alicia Sam Terry Gabby&lt;/strong&gt;. Ate fruits (: &amp;amp;The&lt;strong&gt; auntie&lt;/strong&gt; told me it was honeydew when it turns out to be rockmelon =.= You know there's a green part at the rockmelon? &lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt; told me I cant eat it cause my tummy will get bloated= a rockmelon will grow inside me =.- Damn lame luhs I tell you. Headed over to toilet, and TADAH, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-this lil part will not be blogged (: -&lt;/span&gt; Smiling all the way, huahuahua` Headed for IAC next, cause &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; reminded me to attend =.= Did Trading again for revision, and I managed to complete the assignment (: Released early, so headed over to cafe1 for waffle ;D Late for BCM for a lil while, see the rest of the classmates doing their presentaion. &lt;strong&gt;Regina's dad&lt;/strong&gt; sent us to the busstop. Bussed 17, and 28 home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; rang me, and wanted to come over, but &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; is afraid of the awkwardness, so will come over next week (: Before I'm off to Genting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;imissyou so much, your smell, your smile, your text. I wished you were here with me right now, by my side. I miss your hugs, your kisses and your everything. I wish those times we spent together,will remain forever. Its raining heavily now, and Its so cold tonight. I want to feel your warm hug once more, you skinny ass. loves ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3555271012355241766?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3555271012355241766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3555271012355241766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3555271012355241766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3555271012355241766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/imma-happy-girl-cause-smile-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3642595386948937019</id><published>2008-11-11T12:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:04:36.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is never fun without you being here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYS. A short&amp;amp;quick update before I'm off to BukitBatok to meet them for TingTing's celebration. I freaking hell woke up at 7am today. I let it snooze, and tadah. I managed to arrive in school for lesson (: BCM is getting boring-er each day. I know there isnt such word as boring-er but yeah, I like it can already. bwahhs~ Saw the remaining classmates doing their presentation, and think of it. Mine is completely shit. Well, at least now Ive gotten it over and done with (: A relief (: IAC was cancelled due to certain reasons, so headed to TM mac wit &lt;strong&gt;DaJie&amp;amp;Mari&lt;/strong&gt;. Big Breakfast for me again, and its so sinful ;( I'm already hell putting damn a lot of weight can ;( And noone believes it =.= Walked around TM , and now I'm back home. Shall update the rest maybe later, or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, I miss the moment when I woke up, you're the first person I saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;{edited at 23 30 hr /}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home ;D I still cant believe I travelled all the way down to BukitGombak to be exact. So I met up wit &lt;strong&gt;Tingting Andy Jack&lt;/strong&gt; cause they came all the way down to meet me, and we trained all the way to BukitGombak. Appreciated ;D We stood all the way to BukitGombak can ! LOLS ! So headed over to &lt;strong&gt;Tingting's &lt;/strong&gt;place, and TADAH, there's dog =.= So I stoned at there, cause I cant cook, and I'm not familiar with the place. I stoned and watched, CARTOONNETWORK (: halfway when I nearly fell asleep, we decided to play mahjong, of cause just for fun only luhs. Their tiles are like damn nice can (: I love the tiles lahs ! Den mahjonged, and her sisters came back. Started steamboating (: And thankyou &lt;strong&gt;Andy&lt;/strong&gt; cause you kept feeding me with food when I already declare that I'm full. HOHO~ Another pot of mahjong for warm up. We shld play money, cause I'll win close to $100 plus. And we played $1 $2. ahhas (: Cutted cake, and Andy sent me back to mrt station. Trained to CCK and meet &lt;strong&gt;Minghui&lt;/strong&gt; there. Thankyou for coming all the way down from Tampines to send me home ;D Appreciated (: Anyways, peektures are with&lt;strong&gt; Tingting&lt;/strong&gt;, and I guess most of them are unglam peektures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm off to bed nights, and HAPPY 19TH &lt;strong&gt;Tingting&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3642595386948937019?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3642595386948937019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3642595386948937019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3642595386948937019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3642595386948937019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-never-fun-without-you-being.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5816323603971648031</id><published>2008-11-11T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:26:18.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Boyfriend that every girl wants&lt;br /&gt;WHEN...&lt;br /&gt;You break her heart ; the pain NEVER really goes away&lt;br /&gt;She misses you ; she's hurting inside&lt;br /&gt;She says its over ; she STILL wants you to be hers&lt;br /&gt;She walks away from you mad ; Follow her&lt;br /&gt;She stare's at your mouth ; Kiss her&lt;br /&gt;She pushes you or hit's you ; Grab her and don’t let go&lt;br /&gt;She starts cursing at you ; Kiss her and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;She ignores you ; Give her your attention&lt;br /&gt;She pulls away ; Pull her back&lt;br /&gt;You see her at her worst ; Tell her she's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You see her start crying ; Just hold her and don’t say a word&lt;br /&gt;You see her walking ; Sneak up and hug her waist from behind&lt;br /&gt;She's scared ; Protect her&lt;br /&gt;She lays her head on your shoulder ; Tilt her head up and kiss her&lt;br /&gt;She steals your favorite hat ; Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night&lt;br /&gt;She teases you ; Tease her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;She doesn’t answer for a long time ; reassure her that everything is okay&lt;br /&gt;She looks at you with doubt ; Back yourself up with the TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;She says that she likes you ; she really does more than you could understand&lt;br /&gt;She grabs at your hands ; Hold hers and play with her fingers&lt;br /&gt;She bumps into you ; bump into her back and make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;She tells you a secret ; keep it safe and untold&lt;br /&gt;She looks at you in your eyes ; don’t look away until she does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything&lt;br /&gt;-DON'T let her have the last word&lt;br /&gt;-DON'T call her hot, but gorgeous or beautiful is soo much better&lt;br /&gt;- Say you love her more than she could ever love you&lt;br /&gt;- Argue that she is the best girl ever&lt;br /&gt;- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go&lt;br /&gt;- When she says she's OK don’t believe it, talk with her&lt;br /&gt;- because 10 yrs later she'll remember you&lt;br /&gt;- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;- Call her before you sleep and after you wake up&lt;br /&gt;- Treat her like she's all that matters to you&lt;br /&gt;- Tease her and let her tease you back&lt;br /&gt;-Stay up all night with her when she's sick&lt;br /&gt;- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid&lt;br /&gt;- Give her the world&lt;br /&gt;- Let her wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;- When she's bored and sad, hang out with her&lt;br /&gt;- Let her know she's important&lt;br /&gt;- Kiss her in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;- When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's ass am I kicking today baby?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so true, but its damn hard to find sucha guy luhs, ahhas (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5816323603971648031?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5816323603971648031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5816323603971648031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5816323603971648031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5816323603971648031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/boyfriend-that-every-girl-wants-when.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-2805394545549971387</id><published>2008-11-10T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:03:28.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darren&lt;/strong&gt; IS BACK IN SINGAPORE [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the heading says it all. &lt;strong&gt;Darren &lt;/strong&gt;is back in singapore like finally ! That dummy, been touring around the world for months, and din have time to contact me. But today, HAHA! He's finally back in Singapore. I'm so going to meet up with him before he fly off to another country for work again ;D He might be picking me up, sending me home tmr from BukitBatok cause I'm going there to celebrate &lt;strong&gt;TingTing's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday. You din read wrongly. I'm travelling all the way down to BukitBatok. But its fair, cause tmr they're coming down to Tampines to pick me up, and head down to BukitBatok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Back to Today-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 8 plus for school today. The sun was still shining brightly when I left the house luhs. When I meet up wit&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; and we alighted the busstop outside our school, heavy downpour. Drench like fuck, and instead of cabbing to school, we walk in the rain. We could still like somehow play in the rain luhs. To add on to the suay'ness, both of us wore white =.= Lesson learnt, to bring an umbrella in future. HAHA! Went to toilet to change out, and dry ourselves, but the handdryer is like a bit useless lor. zzz. Headed for BCM, and did my presentation. I was freaking nervous, but thank gwad, its over ! PRESENTATION IS OVERRR ! Listened to the others presentation, and lesson dismissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Was lunch break, so we headed over to cafe1 to eat. Ate only fruits. Healthy hor, for the sake of mahjong. GAGA! Den headed over for IAC. It was totally boring luhs =.= Boring till I took out my mp3 and listened in class.zzz I hate my shoes, cause they're damn wet that makes me damn uncomfortable. I think I'm so going to flunk my IAC. zzz. Left halfway and headed home to send brother to school, cause hes going to UnderWaterWorld to stayover for a night. UNDERWATER LAE, damn gay =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meet up &lt;strong&gt;wit Regina Marilyn Hogan&lt;/strong&gt; at TM, den headed to CS for latelunch/earlydinner. Bussed over to &lt;strong&gt;Marilyn's&lt;/strong&gt; place for mahjong session. I think past few days my luck like shit luhs .zz Din even win at all. At least the losing is still not too bad luhs. hahas. Walked back home after that, and find Mummy at market. Tabao'ed food, and back home. The rain sucks, I think its causing my head to spin. Like damn pain now can. zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darren&lt;/strong&gt; says hes getting for me either my bebehoodie or the coachwrislet as early xmas present cause by the time xmas is here, he'll be flying around the world again ;( Idk if hes bluffing me and making me happy not luhs. hahas ! I miss that idiot ;( We used to be so close, but cause of his damn work. He flew everywhere. US,taiwan, M'sia, Europe. rahrah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love, where are you now. You were on my mind the whole day. And nothing seemed to be able to get you off my mind love. You were in my mind all day long. I missed you soon after my eyes lost track of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-2805394545549971387?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2805394545549971387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=2805394545549971387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2805394545549971387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/2805394545549971387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/darren-is-back-in-singapore-as-heading.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7980279139845205854</id><published>2008-11-09T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:12:16.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEOPETS FEVER (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If you're playing neopets, do let me know ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bwahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Blog to be update soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7980279139845205854?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7980279139845205854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7980279139845205854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7980279139845205854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7980279139845205854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/neopets-fever-if-youre-playing-neopets.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-790759968814081305</id><published>2008-11-07T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:02:13.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When two hearts meet ; Neopets Fever (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy November the 7th. Okays, damn random. I woke up at freaking 7am without alarm, without my maid, without my mum. I woke up all by myself kays . I'm so determine to try to wake up on time for classes everyday. DJ Max like damn early in the morning, and breakfast to kill time as well. Waited for the right time, and off I went to meet &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;. Saw &lt;strong&gt;PeiJun&amp;amp;ShiHan&lt;/strong&gt;, also my brother at the busstop. Headed to school, and LLA teacher is trying to be funny. She just like to read out my full name =.= I was fooling around, but I did managed to answer what she ask lor, bwahhsa~ So now, my grp is &lt;strong&gt;daughter leon fabian&lt;/strong&gt;. At least did something productive. huahuahua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted outside the class, and it was BCM. I'm supposed to do my presentation, but I let&lt;strong&gt; Terry&lt;/strong&gt; to do his first (: So in the end, mine was postpone to em, monday ;D &amp;amp;I'm the first one to present . i hope not a lot of people will turn up ;D was IAC next. Did disposal again, I think I'm screwing my own education up. rahrah. I dont understand a single shit. All I know was, I was damn dead hungry ;( EastPoint wit daughter after school &amp;amp; bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;his friends. Walked around EastPoint and gotten some stuffs, den bussed home. I wanted to do my work on the bus, so I brought my lappy out. In the end, I forgotten all about my thumbdrive. Coolie right =.= Headed to work. &lt;strong&gt;Tricia&lt;/strong&gt; was nice to allow me to go get KFC cause I was damn hungry luhs. Nothing special happened at work. Except that I keep looking out for&lt;strong&gt; S&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;the Weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning woke up early, breakfast with the family at mac (: It's been a long time since we last head to mac to eat as a family ;D den trained down to Lavender to collect my passport (: Freaking hell luhs, I took my queue number at around 10am, and my number is damn far away from the current number =.= So went to take a look at the ICA's gallery. Coolie, I din know people can hide their drugs in soft toys, and also their shoes =.= Wonderful right. HAH. Collected my passport around 2hours later =.= Trained down to PayaLebar, and cabbed down to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;strong&gt;Sylvia, and Tingting&amp;amp;Jack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, tmr is my presentation, and I'm damn scared. I'm not going to update further, cause I'm going to neopets ;D damn gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. &amp;amp;love, when will we meet up soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-790759968814081305?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/790759968814081305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=790759968814081305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/790759968814081305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/790759968814081305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-two-hearts-meet-neopets-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6906417280908763522</id><published>2008-11-06T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:01:07.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To replace her love, with his love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random sentence to start the whole blog entry. hahas. Supposing to wake up at ard 7am for LLA. But cause I din receive any sms from &lt;strong&gt;Leon &lt;/strong&gt;and its pointless to go to LLA cause we need his lappy to do the assignment, back to lalaland. My&lt;strong&gt; mum&lt;/strong&gt; din wake me up, and I forgot to reset my alarm clock, woke up at 930 when I'm supposed to meet&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; at 930 to head to school. So I took my own sweet time, and told her to head to school first. Waited for the freaking bus damn long, and the weather is so freaking hot that's pissing me off, I ended up cabbing to school. The taxi driver was so damn weird. I blast my music, and plugged in one side only. The driver told me to lower down my volume as it will damage my ear at the rate I'm listening. Then we started talking about school. And when I alight, the driver told me "&lt;em&gt; Girl ahs, all the best in your school okays. JiaYou for your exams and studies. You can do it. No worries &lt;/em&gt;" I told him thankyou, and of cause wondering why did he tell me that. LOL. Head up to class. Lesson for less than an hour, and &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; dismissed us =.= I should have listen to &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; to bus to school instead of cabbing =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&amp;amp;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; to finish their food at cafe1, and cabbed over to my place for mahjong session. Din head for School of Business Day cause I did a survery, and everyone I questioned, are not going =.= Okays, I'm like the biggest loser =.= Damn retarded. Luck wasnt with me today. Halfway throughout the game, &lt;strong&gt;Hongru&lt;/strong&gt; called and I like got a shock, ahahs (: And he told me he missed me eh. LOL-.- Anyway, congrats to him cause now he can ride bike already ;D Session ended around 4, prepared and off to market to buy TOTO. Walked over to &lt;strong&gt;daughter's&lt;/strong&gt; place to meet her, and bussed down to TP (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;Prettyboy&amp;amp;WeiShan&lt;/strong&gt;. Being so bored so random, we went over to crash &lt;strong&gt;WeiShan's&lt;/strong&gt; place. Catched up with them, and it feels so nice. The feeling of 5A bond ;D And we shall meet up soon to go out *YAY* &lt;strong&gt;Sicko&lt;/strong&gt; texted, and &lt;strong&gt;Prettyboy &lt;/strong&gt;accompanied me to busstop to wait for bus and headed home after that. Headed to get &lt;strong&gt;sicko's&lt;/strong&gt; bagpack (: and off to mac cause I was feeling randomly hungry =.= Slacked outside Starbucks, and bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Ivan&amp;amp;Nicolas.&lt;/strong&gt; Dunno is we suay or heng =.= Both of them their conversations surely will have vulgarities. Told them to try talking without vulgarities, and they went total silent. HAH. It only goes to show how vulgar they are. HAH! headed home after that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tmr, and school work is piling me up. I need to learn to attend the first lessons everyday early. rahrahh/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Love&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; I miss you. Where are you. bwahahs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6906417280908763522?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6906417280908763522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6906417280908763522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6906417280908763522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6906417280908763522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-replace-her-love-with-his-love.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7342156540321595233</id><published>2008-11-06T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:39:35.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What if. One day, I become a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;How will you react to it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7342156540321595233?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7342156540321595233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7342156540321595233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7342156540321595233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7342156540321595233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8000193325259694813</id><published>2008-11-05T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:59:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'll stay with you all of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am this morning to help &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; run an errand. Bath'ed and headed to NTUC to buy 4D. The sun was like so damn hot luhs, and after I came back, I went to shower again. I hate the sun these days. Tell me whats happening to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;at the usual busstop, and bussed to school. Supposed to meet &lt;strong&gt;aiai&lt;/strong&gt; but was already late for lecture, so I passed the money to &lt;strong&gt;Hakim&lt;/strong&gt; instead. Lecture till halfway &lt;strong&gt;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; called, and went to open the door for &lt;strong&gt;Gabby Mallet Regina Amanda Terry&lt;/strong&gt;. Lecture was fine. At least the lecturer isnt boring . I din fall asleep luhs ;D Cafe1 wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter Regina Amanda Kat&lt;/strong&gt;. Saw&lt;strong&gt; ChuaChinSoon&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; he always make my day YAY (: Was IAC next, and freaking boring =.= Disposal is shit. And tadah, we'll be having a test like rlly soon. Omgwadzxzxz. BCM next, Oral Presentation. Everyone seemed to be doing so well ;( shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained wit&lt;strong&gt; Regina Mari Veronica RuoPing&lt;/strong&gt;. Alighted at Aljunied. Damn funny, 5 of us squeeze 4seats. coolie right. bwahhas. Went to collect my pay ;D imma happy girl now. I can clear my bills. Trained back home . I think I'm sucha good girl for this week. I'm home early ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go disappear soon. I need to write excuse letter for not attending my BCM lessons. Sianness. I hope Girlfriend would just sign whatever I write though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;love&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; I miss you (: You told me I'll see you real soon right love ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;random note : ORSON COMING BACK FROM AUSSIE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SRGMcuWhQuI/AAAAAAAAAaU/l4smqglmqUY/s1600-h/orson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265143864479531746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SRGMcuWhQuI/AAAAAAAAAaU/l4smqglmqUY/s320/orson.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/8977914395220515589-8000193325259694813?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8000193325259694813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8000193325259694813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8000193325259694813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8000193325259694813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/stay-with-you-all-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SRGMcuWhQuI/AAAAAAAAAaU/l4smqglmqUY/s72-c/orson.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7210077804447272302</id><published>2008-11-04T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:58:32.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If only you can just heal my heart, one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking if I shld do my IAC work last night. In the end, I spent my time online talking to people in msn till close to 1am. Amazingly, I managed to wake up at 7am for my 8am lesson ;D how coolie right. Met &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; at the busstop as usual, and tadah, we were the first ones to be in school . Even &lt;strong&gt;JeromeGoh&lt;/strong&gt; not in class yet kays ! I love the sight of angmohs. I think they're the coolie-est shit. If all my teachers are angmohs, WOOTS.You'll see me everyday in school, on time for all lessons man ;D hah. Back to topic. It was BCM's presentation for some of the classmates. And they seemed to be like doing so good ehs ;( Now I scared I cant pass my BCM, but I gotta try. Cause its freaking 60% lahs~ rrahhness. End early. SO went for toilet break. Brought my bag along though we're going back to the same classroom, cause of CareBear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roamed around classroom, and POOF* CareBear disappeared =.= As always, and I'll go through the guys bags cause my CareBear is definitely with one of them. HAH. Did IAC, and its damn idiotic, cause I'm still quite lost in it =.=&lt;strong&gt; Mark&lt;/strong&gt; gave me a website, and I'm going to go through it when I'm free. I hope that helps luhs , bwahhas~ IAC dismissed early, and there's a long break. &lt;strong&gt;Daughter&lt;/strong&gt; wasnt feeling well, so decided to head home. Since no mahjong sessions, and its seems gay to rot around in school for like close to 4hours or so till ETP starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and the bus is taking a freaking long time to arrive luhs. Bought drinks for &lt;strong&gt;brother&amp;amp;JiaHao,&lt;/strong&gt; den started locking myself up in the room. With my lappy and blasting the music. It spells shiokness. At least I din skip ETP for nothing. Its pointless to head back for ETP cause the thumbdrive is wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;, and she din attend. Did my PPT in the noon, and it was rather productive ;D Youtubing at the same time. And I went to check those videos on songs that are in my mp3. woots. I think the way PatrickJumpen did the Jumpstyle look so, em. CUTE (: bwahash~ Nua'ed the whole day at home. At least I did something productive luhs. bwahahs~&lt;br /&gt;Dinnered at home, and went to take jab. Home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more sleep. I gotta wake up early tmr to head down to buy 4D before I head to school. And TADAH~ I hope tmr spells payday for me ;D I think my M'sia trip is more or less confirmed already. Shopping, bonding wit cousins, and destressing. I wanna go get my hair cut soon. I'm thinking of dying my hair like again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;stupid love, imissyou. Its been a longest time since I saw meet/bump/see you around in Singapore eh ;( Appear in front of me soon wit your arms open to hug me alrights ;D hahas, okays. Total gayness. &amp;amp;bwahahs, iloveyou(: &amp;amp;you know I do ;D happy3months15days love ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7210077804447272302?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7210077804447272302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7210077804447272302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7210077804447272302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7210077804447272302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-only-you-can-just-heal-my-heart-one.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4183426545795135550</id><published>2008-11-02T00:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:57:26.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tonight alone in my room, you were here just yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SQ76mHMEflI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5nPS5YIPTLo/s1600-h/1_202975658l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264420547114335826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SQ76mHMEflI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5nPS5YIPTLo/s320/1_202975658l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start updating since last Friday(311008), and hopefully I din missed out anything. So forgive me if my entry is superly wordy, as I do not like to upload peektures in blogger. It'll simply just screw my whole entry up. Right&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;31ST OCT 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;DERENCE&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to drag myself up for the class that starts at 830am. It was LLA. For once I felt so lost for LLA luhs. Paid attention for LLA, and I should not leave my bag alone. Cause after I went back to my bag, my &lt;em&gt;CareBear&lt;/em&gt; went missing. Was BCM next. Had debating between the girls and the guys. The leader for girls is&lt;strong&gt; YiJiing&lt;/strong&gt;, and for the guys is &lt;strong&gt;Ashik&lt;/strong&gt; (: The debate was superly funny luhs. Why girls are better than guys and all. Overall the debate was fun (: And yes, my &lt;em&gt;CareBear&lt;/em&gt; appeared during BCM on &lt;strong&gt;Eben's&lt;/strong&gt; bag luhs. bwhahas~ Released early, so we went over to cafe1 to grab some food. Classmates are superly nonsense. They keep thinking/saying that I like &lt;strong&gt;Kerner&lt;/strong&gt; =.= When I dont luhs. Decided to skip IAC. So both &lt;strong&gt;me&amp;amp;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and headed out. Freaking hell. Its like a waste of time luhs. The sun was like freaking hot, and it seemed pointless to bath luhs. Sweated like not long after only =.= Wanted to take a bus, in the end, we cabbed over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's &lt;/strong&gt;place to help her out. Nua'ed at her place, waited for &lt;strong&gt;Hogan&lt;/strong&gt; to come join us. Den headed to Katong there to collect satays, and PasirRis to collect curry. Checked in the chalet, and TV'ed. Played cards wit &lt;strong&gt;Gabby Mallet daughter&lt;/strong&gt; cause there isnt mahjong+mahjong table. Went out to fetch&lt;strong&gt; Jingwen&lt;/strong&gt; in. &lt;strong&gt;DaJie&lt;/strong&gt; lae, need 4people to go fetch her ;X lols~ The BBQ started, and here comes the mahjong. So me &lt;strong&gt;daughter Eben Edwin&lt;/strong&gt; started mahjonging.&lt;strong&gt; Daughter&lt;/strong&gt; phyco'ed me to stayover so we can overnight mahjong. And I did. Overnight mahjong wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter Eben Edwin/Marilyn&lt;/strong&gt; till like the next day 6plus in the morning. Imagine the shagness in us luhs. HAH (: &lt;strong&gt;Danny &lt;/strong&gt;texted me and wanted to meet up, but I was too lazy to cabbed down to find him, and hes being an ass. Cause he gotta transport yet hes being lazy to not bike down and find me. bwahahhas~Left the chalet at 6plus. It was raining, the weather was so comfy can ! &lt;strong&gt;Eben&lt;/strong&gt; den cabbed us home. Big ThankYou &amp;amp; Appreciated ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1ST NOV 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1ST DAY AT WORK (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed out and showered, den off to lalaland at 7am. Slept till like 11am and woke up for work. Super shag can. Headed to work, and slept on the bus. Immediately I head to work, they told me to go home and rest. LOL~ But I stayed in the end cause I dont want to nua at home too much. bwahahs~ Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;XianQi &lt;/strong&gt;for awhile during break time. Work was alright. Gwad. I see a few clothes they caught my eyes can ! bwahahs~ Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Bitch XianQi Nat Raiza&lt;/strong&gt; to knock off (: Supposed to head back wit all of them. In the end, &lt;strong&gt;XianQi &lt;/strong&gt;took another bus back. There was this mad guy screaming at the overheadbridge. Damn insane can ! &lt;strong&gt;Raiza &lt;/strong&gt;grabbed my bag, and I grabbed &lt;strong&gt;XianQi's.&lt;/strong&gt; hahas (: Its damn suckish to work with flu&amp;amp;sorethroat. rrahh rrahh. Online'd for awhile, and lalaland. S was a bit unhappy that I'm sick yet I din take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2ND NOV 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 11 for work as usual. Now I'm hoping that I can be transferred to TM, cause Parkway I gotta wake up like damn early ;( Work was good ;D and Boring ;X &lt;strong&gt;JulMummy&lt;/strong&gt; cleared my item for me first, big thankyou ;D Bought items from my shop. &amp;amp;of cause, with staff discount ;D Keep heading for break, and visiting the toilet. I hate it when the aircon is too cold, cause I'll keep visiting the toilet. rrahhness. Lucky&lt;strong&gt; Albert&lt;/strong&gt; isnt working with me, else he'll say I'm heading to toilet to take heroine/drugs. LOLS! Waited for bitch to end work, and headed off first, cause shes waiting for &lt;strong&gt;Raiza.&lt;/strong&gt; In the end, when they reached inter, I was still at inter luhs. Catched up wit &lt;strong&gt;EileenCousie&lt;/strong&gt; awhile, and bussed home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3RD NOV 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is tiring ;( Din managed to wake up for 10am lesson. I was actually awake already ehs, but too tired, and a lil sickly. Wanted to skip school, but in the end I woke up at 10plus and cabbed down to school for IAC&amp;amp;PE. Had chickenporridge for lunch. Den went over to classroom to wait for &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong &lt;/strong&gt;to come. IAC was alrights. Great, now &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to do an assignment, and I'm not even sure if I can do the question not luhs. Urghh* No PE, and IAC was dismissed early. Meet &lt;strong&gt;FBoyf &lt;/strong&gt;for awhile, den headed to TM wit &lt;strong&gt;DaJie daughter Regina&lt;/strong&gt;. Went to hunt for &lt;strong&gt;DaJie's&lt;/strong&gt; shoebag, den over to Starhub to check out phones. Off to courts to look for earpieces/headphones, den to Haagen Daz for icecream. Next was foodcourt for PepperLunch, and it's just so nice. Sitting down talking about stuffs (: Continued like shopping, and I feel so happy. Cause &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;DaJie&lt;/strong&gt; spent a sum of money ;X Took tons of nonsense peektures, of cause not ourselves. bwahahs~ And headed home wit&lt;strong&gt; Regina daughter&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; is now in camp, and I din get to see him when he came over to find me at work ;( Cause I was on break luhs ;( Stupidboy, din even bother to text me&amp;amp;tell me ;( So &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; is coming to find me at work next week, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;, I missed you[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being random, I'm so going to cut down a lot on my expenses and save more moneyy (: I've been like spending a lot. bwahhas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img386.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00551lz7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/7871/dsc00551lz7.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img239.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00553sl4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img239.imageshack.us/img239/8162/dsc00553sl4.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img368.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dsc00550jh3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img368.imageshack.us/img368/7473/dsc00550jh3.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4183426545795135550?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4183426545795135550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4183426545795135550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4183426545795135550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4183426545795135550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-through-so-much-more-than-before.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SQ76mHMEflI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5nPS5YIPTLo/s72-c/1_202975658l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5884356558002228259</id><published>2008-10-30T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:19:18.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH &lt;strong&gt;AIREN&lt;/strong&gt; ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 630am by the alarm, as usual. Snoozed till like 7am. Waited for the toilet, and in the end. TADAH. I head back to my lalaland.Woke up around 9plus, and prepared myself, headed to school by bus. Super had the temptation to cab to school luhs, but I've been donating a lot to cab industry already. bwahahs~ Waited for the damn 12 damn long can ! Entered class 30mins late. How nice, and he's teaching another new topic. Busy chatting wit &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;. And AlvinWong called out our names a few times luhs. damn suckish I tell you. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to eat some snacks, and freaking hell. The fries is damn saltish I tell you. Den headed for ETP late. Wanted to mahjong but the team did a voting, and verdict's out. No mahjong session for me. LOLS~ ETP was a waste of time. Did like nothing much, and was released like 15mins later. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place. Supposing to marinate the chickenwings. In the end, I was using her lappy, while shes trying on her clothes. LOLS~ &lt;strong&gt;Rowena&lt;/strong&gt; came after that, and we both waited for her to get her stuffs done. Bussed back home, changed. And out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;strong&gt;bitch &lt;/strong&gt;at usual place. Den trained down to PlazaSing. Saw this two ahbengs, hair damn outstanding and it caught my eye, while bitch saw this angmoh. LOL~ On our way, the ahbeng tapped me but I din felt anything. Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;sicko aiai darling&lt;/strong&gt; at PlazaSing&amp;amp;saw &lt;strong&gt;Finn&lt;/strong&gt;. He's damn funny to ask me a weird question like seriously. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised &lt;strong&gt;Airen&lt;/strong&gt; outside Giraffe (: and Happy 18th Girlfriend (: Now we can all go club legally (: Smoke legally, Drink legally (: &amp;amp;You can also go driving soon ! This birthday we hope its a memorable one for you (: As all our girlfriends had a memorable 18th birthday ;D withloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home now, and I gotta be in school tmr. like for the morning class. URGH~ &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; chalet tmr, and there'll be mahjong session. bwaahs~ 1st Nov first day of work, at M)phosis ;D Means I'll do plenty of shopping already at Topshop/DP/M)phosis/CottonOn. HAHA~ I cant wait for payday ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random note :&lt;br /&gt;1)My &lt;strong&gt;aunt&lt;/strong&gt; bought me a Guess? Jacket. Idk wad is it for anyways =.=&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; is having his outfield now, means tmr he'll be more free den ever. YES. I miss texting him luh. hahs (:&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;strong&gt;Regina &lt;/strong&gt;knows who is the one I'm referring to in my phone's note !&lt;br /&gt;4)I miss &lt;strong&gt;Albert&amp;amp;co's&lt;/strong&gt; nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you like so much now. &amp;amp;In my heart, I'll always wish. Whenever you're out there busy doing your stuffs and having fun, remember, I'm here missing you tonight. It felt as if it was only yesterday when I've you side by side, taking the bus. I miss your presence. I miss your voice. I miss looking at you. I miss spotting you. I miss your everything. I miss you. This seemed to hard, no point trying to push it aside, cause I know, I'll never succeed. 3months10days. iloveyou(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5884356558002228259?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5884356558002228259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5884356558002228259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5884356558002228259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5884356558002228259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-18th-airen-dd-woke-up-at-630am-by.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1957749438624464001</id><published>2008-10-29T15:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:35:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It became a habit, an addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;NICHOLAS&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Enjoy ya trip at Batam ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tadah, I'm blogging so early now cause I skiped BCM. Okays, it isnt only me who skipped. &lt;strong&gt;Regina Daughter Veron RuoPing&lt;/strong&gt; skipped as well ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I dragged myself to wake up for 11am lesson. I think I seriously need to do something to my body clock already. Therefore, I'm going to try knocking myself to bed earlier. I'm not going to online after em, 10pm ;X Headed for ETP Lecture, and I guess its like a total waste of time luhs seriously.=.= Lunch break at cafe2 wit &lt;strong&gt;Finn DaJieDa DaJie Gabby Kerner Regina Amanda Terry Sam Daughter&lt;/strong&gt;. Din eat anything cause I ate my breakfast before heading to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was IAC next. Did nothing much, or rather, we did nothing . Nua'ed wit &lt;strong&gt;Veron Daughter RuoPing Regina&lt;/strong&gt;, and we din do anything productive. Damn funny&lt;strong&gt;, Regina&lt;/strong&gt; thought&lt;strong&gt; sicko&lt;/strong&gt; was my boyfriend. HAHA~ School is a waste of time for today. All of us decided to skip BCM, so now I'm blogging at &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place while shes soundly asleep. LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You were the one who brought me happiness, now you're the one who brought me sadness. You showed me the heaven we will be, and you throwed me to hell where I'll be alone. I missed you so much, wanting you to be here for me, like you always do. Like you used to. I dont want you to be just another ordinary person, who walked in and out of my life. I want you to be someone, who'll stay in my life. You became my addiction, like how I'm hooked to mahjong. Where were you when I need you most. Tell me whats going through in your mind. Tell me how I can love you. Tell me how can I tell you, I need you. iloveyou-♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;{edited at 22 10hr}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; to wake up, and head down to TampinesMall to meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;DaJie Nadilah&lt;/strong&gt;. Meet them at Artbox to get &lt;strong&gt;sicko&amp;amp;Mari's&lt;/strong&gt; stuffs (: Thankyou &lt;strong&gt;DaJie &lt;/strong&gt;for the discount ;D hahas (: Den head over to Courts to get the stamps. So nice to see them again ;D &lt;strong&gt;Albert&lt;/strong&gt; they all (: They're the funny collegues, who will make your working life more interesting ;DD And now, I kind of regret accepting M)phosis job offer. Immediately I went into Courts, &lt;strong&gt;Albert &lt;/strong&gt;asked if &lt;strong&gt;Sony&lt;/strong&gt; texted me already not. Hes the matchmaker of Courts I guess =.= Idiotic, i think almost the whole Courts know&lt;strong&gt; Canon&lt;/strong&gt; talked to me, and they asked me to choose &lt;strong&gt;Sony&lt;/strong&gt; instead of &lt;strong&gt;Canon&lt;/strong&gt;, like wthh~ But they're cute ;D &lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; also . hahas (: Den headed over to Minibits to get stuffs. And off to LongJohn for dinner. &lt;strong&gt;DaJie&amp;amp;Nadilah&lt;/strong&gt; left first. Walked around wit &lt;strong&gt;Regina,&lt;/strong&gt; and bwahas, she end up spending $200plus within em, 2hours ;X Both of us were thinking if we shld buy a top, and conclusion. We got it. LOL~ My bank is running superly dry now&lt;em&gt; (okays, actually not that bad la. Still can survive for plenty of days).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Payday coming in. Mahjong session this friday at &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; chalet. Cant wait. Confirm got 1ka already, &lt;strong&gt;EBEN&lt;/strong&gt; ;DD &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Eben&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;I are classified as late gamer. lols~ Our future Mahjong accountant, &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; ;D Mahjong is so addictive, I like ;D And now, I'm known as the MahjongSiao in class already.bwahhas~ Shopped till close to 8 and headed home. Okays, dead meat. I'm still awake. zzz.So many October babies this month. My life is now all about School.Mahjong.Work.Girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stupid silly boy, imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;__________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;{edited at  2330hr}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It keep running through my mind. Over and over again. Those smses from you I read it times over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who dare to snatch/bully my girl"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry baby, please dont be angry"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Always your good boy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Those smses when you told me to take good care of myself. Telling me you missed me. I saved it all. Take care when youre inside,stupidboy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1957749438624464001?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1957749438624464001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1957749438624464001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1957749438624464001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1957749438624464001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-became-habit-addiction.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7287708932357977074</id><published>2008-10-28T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:53:42.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A change of taste, might do me good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is em, rather interesting I guess. Felt uberly tired, so din attend the first lesson as usual. Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; ard 930 and bussed to school. It was IAC, and not rlly a lot of people turn up. Even &lt;strong&gt;Veron&amp;amp;RuoPing&lt;/strong&gt; din turn up luhs. Did a bit of IAC, going through of answers and he dismissed us (: The guys wanted to go prawning, and supposed to head over to TM or rot in school for lunch. In the end, &lt;strong&gt;Terry&lt;/strong&gt; came back to the classroom, and &lt;em&gt;TTAADDAAHH&lt;/em&gt;~ Off to my place for mahjong . bwahhas~ Split cab. Shared wit &lt;strong&gt;Eben&amp;amp;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;, while &lt;strong&gt;Terry Gabby Mallet&lt;/strong&gt; one cab. Off to my place for mahjong. Damn gay, at the last round, it was minus all the way. &lt;strong&gt;Eben&lt;/strong&gt; hold onto the dice for like damn long, and I freaking hell din let him game. I was so close to selfdraw 4tai, and &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;BOMBED &lt;/em&gt;my chance ;( I was screaming&amp;amp;shouting like shit luhs. &lt;strong&gt;Ken&lt;/strong&gt; joined us halfway at my place. Finished the game close to 3pm, and hengness,I won. LOl~Cabbed back to school for ETP. At least its productive, and &lt;strong&gt;AndrewOng&lt;/strong&gt; requested us to go to class on time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bussed back home wit &lt;strong&gt;Gabby,&lt;/strong&gt; cause &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt; din head back for ETP, and &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;heading to another direction. Changed out and stoned for awhile. Volcano nearly erupted, so I quickly run to prevent any scoldings and all ;D smart move right ;DD bwahahs~ Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt; (: and dinnered at Pasta (: Den headed over to Courts to look for&lt;strong&gt; Albert&lt;/strong&gt; they all. And meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;bitch&amp;amp;aiai&lt;/strong&gt; (: Starbucks, and walking around TM, den headed home. I just realise my lessons are 8am daily except Wednesday. How suckish can it get.&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;Was doing random thoughts wit &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt;. At times both of us do wanna fall in love, and have a boyfriend. Then again, we rather be single. Like today, we were somehow attracted by this Malay guy who came and asked us for donation, so we donated. We get to look at guys when we're single. Doing things and not having people to monitor our moves and all. I wanna have a boyfriend, but again, I rather be single. bwahahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday chalet this weekend. I wonder if there's any mahjong sessions ;DD bwahahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I miss S &amp;amp; I miss love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7287708932357977074?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7287708932357977074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7287708932357977074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7287708932357977074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7287708932357977074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/change-of-taste-might-do-me-good.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6369815352644477802</id><published>2008-10-27T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:27:42.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Hey &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;fill in the blank&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;, I miss you"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work was good. Last day of work at Courts (: And the people are nice ;D The staffs told me not to be so sad and all, and will get the &lt;strong&gt;Sony promoter&lt;/strong&gt; to text me =.= It was me alone working only, thank gwad I managed to psyco &lt;strong&gt;Faisal&lt;/strong&gt; to come to work ;DD Helped him to sell one of his product, and he owe me a favour. bwahas~ And also gotten a girl's number for him.HAH~ Sales is good ;D I'm happy for myself (: Going to miss the staffs there though (: Last 30mins of work accompanied &lt;strong&gt;Ryan&amp;amp;Faisal&lt;/strong&gt; for break, cause &lt;strong&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt; asked me along. Bussed to Bedok to join family&amp;amp;relatives for dinner. Its so nice seeing all of them after so long. And home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*I think I lose a friend, just because the option none I'm okay wit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*I miss playing mahjong. rrahh rrahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;*You've changed to become a different person, a different love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6369815352644477802?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6369815352644477802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6369815352644477802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6369815352644477802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6369815352644477802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-fill-in-blank-i-miss-you-work-was.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-3319444862533265270</id><published>2008-10-27T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:54:26.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When you tell me I am your girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONONO. I'm not in a relationship or something. bwahhas~ So today, I woke up at 11am for work (: Thank gwad its at Tampines else I'll definitely die luhs bwahhas~ Reached there and good game, all the other promoters are not coming. Even &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; pangseh'ed me can ! He told me he'll come and accompany me at work in the end, he disappeared . zzz. Welldone &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt;. zz If I have your number, I'll definitely spam you like no tomorrow. bwahahs~ Left with &lt;strong&gt;Motorola promoter.&lt;/strong&gt; It was bored working alone. Those staffs are madness people. But they're nice (: Boredness kills. They had nothing better to do, and tried to matchmake me wit the Sony promoter. Telling me how nice is he, how clean is his legs and all sorts of rubbish. LOLS~ Work was fun today. And they even switch on HSM2 for me to watch (: Saw&lt;strong&gt; Derrick&lt;/strong&gt;. Breaktime wit&lt;strong&gt; Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;, and saw&lt;strong&gt; Johnathan&lt;/strong&gt;. Back to work. And home. Work tmr again. bwahhas~ &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; is going to come find me at Parkway when hes not going to work. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-3319444862533265270?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3319444862533265270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=3319444862533265270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3319444862533265270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/3319444862533265270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-you-tell-me-i-am-your-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1446864425184596548</id><published>2008-10-25T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:18:12.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You left me with two decisions, and none of them I'm okay wit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;;Eyecandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out to interchange to meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; at control station. Thinking that there'll definitely be people late, so we trained to PasirRis and to AMK in order to get a seat. Damn werid, instead of reporting "Next station, PasirRis", it reported "Next station, Queenstown" until when we were at TenahMerah den it reported the correct place (: hahas. Mp3'ed and both &lt;strong&gt;daughter&amp;amp;I &lt;/strong&gt;got bored, we set for each other note on our phones (: hahas ! Trained down to AMK to meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;Veronica&amp;amp;RuoPing,&lt;/strong&gt; den went to get MosBurger while waiting for &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt; to come and join us. Den &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; came along, so we freaking waited for &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt; and missed 3 busses. Damn cute, both of them wearing couple tee &lt;em&gt;(actually they just happen to be wearing the same top thats all)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; was having a bad feeling, so she gave it a miss in the end. tsktsk* Headed over to NightSafari wit &lt;strong&gt;Veronica RuoPing Mallet Daughter Vin&amp;amp;his friend&lt;/strong&gt;. Meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;Finn &lt;/strong&gt;and his cousins+Friends at there. I hate clowns ;( They used to scare me in the past. &amp;amp;Even before we enter NightSafari, we were already screaming. Poor &lt;strong&gt;RuoPing &lt;/strong&gt;fell down cause of a clown, and injured her knee. Hope your knee is better now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter the NightSafari, where the whole ghostly stupid thing starts. Cant rlly see those animals and take pictures of them cause it will cause them blindness. I swear I hate that damn vampire ! Hes the one that I cried until damn jialat, and in the end, He just let me walked past him, and laugh at me. How nice idiotic vampire. I was like screaming to the vampire luhs~ Continue walking, and thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt; for being so nice, the only one who stand behind us girls. hahas (: Took the tram ride, and earthlings start coming to scare us. I even told one of them sorry, hoping he wont disturb me. LOLS! Tram ride over, and tadah. all of us manage to catch the 2nd last bus back(: Cabbed back wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter&amp;amp;Mallet&lt;/strong&gt;, and I hope &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;you'll get well soon (: Onlined for awhile, and fall asleep at 3plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH STUPID BOY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; withloves♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I manage to wake up at 11am for work. Slept in parents room cause &lt;strong&gt;JiaHao&lt;/strong&gt; came over and stay (: Rushed for work, I thought I would be late, in the end. I was early. bwahhas~ Overflow of promoters today. Thank gwad &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas &lt;/strong&gt;was there to entertain me and accompany me crap. Called&lt;strong&gt; YuJie&lt;/strong&gt; to update her on &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt;. Evilsai, I feel so pekchek she over there laugh like shyt. rrawrr. At least now there's someone who share the same view as me. Idiotic, why work until like this? What's the point like seriously. You wan I can go ahead and let you have them luh.&lt;strong&gt; Sicko&lt;/strong&gt; came and look for me for break time (:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;Headed over to KFC for lunch. And like finally. ITS KFC! and after that rotted awhile, and back to work. So happy seeing her once again. Missmiss and meet up soon &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Back to work, and count down wit &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas &lt;/strong&gt;cause both of us knocked off at 9pm. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;got into bike accident, and thank gwad hes fine. Take good care of himself I hope (: and I cant remember if&lt;strong&gt; Severin's&lt;/strong&gt; 18th is today, or yesterday. Back to work tmr. I dunhave to face him alone, bwahhas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peektures wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; (: Shall grab from her soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just as when I've decided to forget all about you, and your everything. You reappeared in my life. Maybe, I should not forget you, at all sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1446864425184596548?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1446864425184596548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1446864425184596548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1446864425184596548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1446864425184596548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-left-me-with-two-decisions-and-none.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1094744275964289607</id><published>2008-10-24T01:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:22:32.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEREMY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; in the blog, is not &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; for baby that kind of &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;. Its someone (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant get to sleep. It sucks. I'm pretty sure there'll be editing tmr, or maybe not so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;{edited @ 11.56am}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt; so much for last night. I'm feeling so screwed inside me. Though it was just a short lil chat, but still. Thankyou so much (: Woke up at 10plus, therefore, I din head to school. And &lt;strong&gt;Leon&lt;/strong&gt; also din go lahs~ LOLS~ Shall rot my time, and charge my mp3 for awhile. Clock ticks faster, I wanna get out of my house. Will be meeting &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch later (: So random, I know. HAH (: I feel so guilty now, sighs* For &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt;, things should not turn out this way, right ? IAC is screwed. I seriously need help. Not only me I guess. I see plenty of question marks in me. No point asking for &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt;, cause I dont understand a shit hes talking. Hes adding on to my question mark collections. bwahhas~ Okays, Shall get away from lappy now. Hope all the O level takers doing their Maths today can do their papers well (: Loves to &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt;. I miss them so so much ;( &amp;amp; I need to find a day to go dinner wit &lt;strong&gt;PrettyBoy&lt;/strong&gt;! I miss those laughters. Those good old times ;( rawrrr. &amp;amp;Night Safari tonight wit &lt;strong&gt;QC&lt;/strong&gt;, coolie ~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You suck. You told me you'll text me in the end, you din ;( I hate you. Then again. Maybe not. You know I wont hate you ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;{edited @ 4.46pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm back from &lt;strong&gt;B'&lt;/strong&gt;s place. Some &lt;strong&gt;strangers &lt;/strong&gt;came over to my place. Not really strangers, just that I dont even know who are they. Got so bored at home, and so I left home early. Went to meet &lt;strong&gt;B &lt;/strong&gt;at busstop, den over to mac&lt;em&gt; ( yes again=.= ) &lt;/em&gt;to get our lunch, and head off to &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;'s place. Cartoon'ed all the way, how coolie right (: den left &lt;strong&gt;B's&lt;/strong&gt; place at ard 3plus, and now I'm back home. Shall rot and have a lil rest, and off to meet &lt;strong&gt;classmates&lt;/strong&gt; for NightSafari (: Cool right. Class outing to NightSafari (: hahs. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You have not texted me since last night as you said. I hate you ;( But at the same time, I'm missing you, so much now, sighs* I wonder, if you ever still miss me, like the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;{edited @ 5.21pm}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; sucks =.= He called me just to make fun of me. rrahh. stupid idiotic asshole~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1094744275964289607?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1094744275964289607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1094744275964289607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1094744275964289607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1094744275964289607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-jeremy-i-cant-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8764972909574469759</id><published>2008-10-23T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:04:47.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fill in the blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I miss you so badly-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viwawa'ed wit &lt;strong&gt;YuanSen&lt;/strong&gt; last night. So surprised right. LOLOLOL. And I freaking hell din win any game when playing with him luhs. Okays, hes officially the feeder. HAH(: Online'd till 12plus den I think &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; called me for a while. &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to ring me up but I was close to my lalaland already. And today, I freaking hell woke up at 7am this morning (!) Cant believe it right . Was supposed to wake up at 630am, thanks to my &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy's&lt;/strong&gt; morning call, I eventually woke up at 7am. I wanted to skip school, and continue heading to bed cause the weather damn song can! But the thought of not attending LLA for the whole of last week, I've decided to drag myself outta my bed. Washed up and all,&lt;strong&gt; Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt; was rather shocked to see me awake so early =.= She thought I wanted to go jogging, so she din bother to ring me up in the morning. How coolie right . Walked under the rain cause I thought it wasnt raining. In the end, it was drizzling. Bussed to school, and looked so lost during LLA. Welldone, so &lt;strong&gt;GMal&lt;/strong&gt; grouped us with all those who were not present in class last week (: So my group members for LLA are &lt;strong&gt;Ashley daughter Ken Leon&lt;/strong&gt;. Decided on the topic that we're going to do, but then again, we might be changing topic ;( Halfway through the lesson, &lt;strong&gt;Kerner &lt;/strong&gt;kept her mouse and hide it. LOL. Damn funny when you see her reaction when she couldnt find her mouse luhs, hahas~ Dismissed early, so we went for break (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fruits for the break, not because on diet or something, but cause I actually had everything planned out. Cafe1'ed, den went for 2 1/2hrs for IAC. IAC is totally shit luhs. It seemed like whatever hes telling us, seemed so alien. He seemed to be making things more complicated. Okay. Its time I start touching on my books already. I survived the whole IAC lesson. Not bad right ;D Den headed to cafe1 again . This time, for lunch(: My KFC plan failed ;( I wan KFC badly ;( Next up was lesson for ETP. I guess &lt;strong&gt;Gabby&amp;amp;Malle&lt;/strong&gt;t lack of childhood cause throughout the lesson, correctiontape was their toys. lols~ And I got a picture of &lt;strong&gt;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt; with his "white extension" but I'm damn lazy to transfer over luhs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over to &lt;strong&gt;Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place for study session. I did okays. I did my BCM introduction homework (: At least its something productive (: We were like dying of boredom already. With the mahjong table in, we were superly tempted to play mahjong ;D Of cause, we rushed our work, and TADAH~ MAHJONG (: Freaking hell 3ka mahjong I hate it to the max. Cause we played just the "Dong" for frekaing 1hr. How wonderful right. Played till around 7plus, and ordered mac for dinner (: den continue our game till 9pm. Cabbed back, and I'm going to NightSafari tmr (: I doubt I'm going to school tmr. Even if I'm going, I guess it shall be LLA only and should be going off with &lt;strong&gt;Leon&lt;/strong&gt; if hes going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S &lt;/strong&gt;is being an ass. Some jealous earthling who keeps thinking that I'm wit guys and all. rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;I'm not feeling too good now. I read it, and I know it. I know what is happening. It seem quite gay. You're the one who puts a smile on my face, and you're the one who is the one who makes me the world's saddest girl ever. Do you even think I shld let you know that I know the truth. This is making me so crazy. I hate this feeling. I wanna you to go away, den again. I know I need you here. I hate it whenever I feel this way. You sucker ;( You make me so wanna cry out loud now ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;Eyecandy&lt;/strong&gt; is getting everything so screwed now ;( I regret telling him I find him cute ;( Now, I see trouble soon. sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8764972909574469759?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8764972909574469759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8764972909574469759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8764972909574469759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8764972909574469759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-fill-in-blank-i-miss-you-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-1796279899999103686</id><published>2008-10-22T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:26:53.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause what you said, its shocking-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt it amazing, I slept since 7pm last night, all the way till this morning I only wake up at 10am. Of cause in between I did wake up for a lil while, to reply all the smses and back to sleep again luh. I was just purely stoning in front of my TV, the next min, I fell asleep already ! Its been a long time since I had a long sleep, but still. I'm tired, I wish I can sleep for em, 24hours or more (: I remember myself texting wit &lt;strong&gt;EyeCandy&lt;/strong&gt; last night, and &lt;strong&gt;EyeCandy's&lt;/strong&gt; sms was uberly shocking. LOL~ But at least, I'm a happy girl (: I remembering myself on phone wit &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; last night, cause he rang me up. That idiotic guy loves to make me angry, cause he think that angry girls are cute . Stupid nonsense, from stupid people. bwahhas~ &lt;strong&gt;S's&lt;/strong&gt; birthday is coming soon, and so is sweets. like omgwad, so many October babies. and soon it will be &lt;strong&gt;airen's&lt;/strong&gt; as well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lose, weight. LOLOLOLOL~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-1796279899999103686?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1796279899999103686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=1796279899999103686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1796279899999103686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/1796279899999103686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/cause-what-you-said-its-shocking-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-7453627834069633790</id><published>2008-10-21T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:52:55.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Go ahead&amp;amp;fall, cause I'll catch you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;happy3months1daysweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on phone with &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; last night, and after that we decided to sms. So texted &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; till I fell asleep , and its like the 2nd time, gosh. School is rather em, normal. So I started snoozin from 630am, and only waking up at 7am. Big Thankyou to&lt;strong&gt; JiaJun&lt;/strong&gt;(I know you do read, hah) for the morning calls you gave me this morning. 11miss calls lae, lols~ Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriend &lt;/strong&gt;to buy breakfast home and prata'ed (: den &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt; drove over to &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;'s place, and sent both of us to school. Reached school for 8am lesson, damn frigging early I swear. Did some writtings, and after that we were left to rot in the classroom. Waited for &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; to come, and did IAC. Released early so 12 of us cabbed over to&lt;strong&gt; Regina's&lt;/strong&gt; place for mahjong session. Played wit &lt;strong&gt;ChickenLittle Eben Nat/Terry&lt;/strong&gt;. The speed we played was like damn fast luhs. Den waited for the girls to finish their mahjong, and cabbed back to school for ETP. Like 8 of us in a cab luhs, haha (: ETP was okays. At least now its getting to somewher luhs the project. Head home, and saw &lt;strong&gt;Ernst &amp;amp; SzeJinn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn lazy to blog already. Thinking if I should just this whole thing down. I'll probably disappear again for days. bwahhaas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So tell me what is it thats in me causing me to feel this way. imissyou like so much now. Wishing you were here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-7453627834069633790?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7453627834069633790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=7453627834069633790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7453627834069633790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/7453627834069633790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-ahead-cause-ill-catch-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-5781291543962987162</id><published>2008-10-20T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:51:27.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SPy2M-_nqgI/AAAAAAAAAZc/mV78Y4AAxXU/s1600-h/DSC00503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259278799046420994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SPy2M-_nqgI/AAAAAAAAAZc/mV78Y4AAxXU/s320/DSC00503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thankyou for today, &amp;amp;Get Well Soon &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is back to school. Its 10am lesson, and I do have difficulty waking up luh. Nearly overslept, but I rushed my stuffs. In the end, I was earlier than &lt;strong&gt;daughter.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. As I was walking to school, I saw &lt;strong&gt;TMS&lt;/strong&gt; walking out of school. LOL. I hate the weather these days. Its like, killing me luhs. rrahh rrahh. Bussed to school, and thank gwad, we were late a little. Did some individual research on what I'm supposed to do for my oral presentation, but bwahahs, I end up reading news from online. ;D And I din rlly managed to find a suitable topic to do though. Some interesting things like " &lt;em&gt;Girl 11 in India burnt by her relative for wearing lipstick&lt;/em&gt;"- and she was burnt 90%. Another news was " &lt;em&gt;8 newborns died in hospital&lt;/em&gt;"- and the doctors of the hospital din report the case, only until a week later or something due to infection and all. Okays, den I stoned in front of the com, doing nothing productive. Was lunch break after that, for a change headed to cafe2. It was damn crowded, but we were lucky to get seats immediately we stepped into cafe2 (: And to my surprise, I saw &lt;strong&gt;CHUACHINSOON&lt;/strong&gt; (: Saw &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; as well *urrgghh* and his eyesight not bad ehs, spotted us, and smiled =.= Cafe2'ed wit &lt;strong&gt;Hana Nadilah Daughter Veron RuoPing DaJieDa &amp;amp; DaJie.&lt;/strong&gt; hahas (: den after tat was IAC. Its super idiotic. I should not have gone up to class so early, cause &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong &lt;/strong&gt;asked me to do the question on the board=.= Dismissed early, so decided to head for S&amp;amp;W. Nua'ed at the stadium for damn long, and in the end, I din do S&amp;amp;W (: haha ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to inter wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter DaJieDa Nadilah&lt;/strong&gt; . Walked around, and did everything we wanted to do, intend to do. Idk why, a bit gayness, but its okay.&lt;strong&gt; Daughter&amp;amp;I&lt;/strong&gt; bought the same bag. LOL. To add on to the gayness, we went to buy the CareBear together (: Just different colours only. HAHA. And we took freaking damn long to decide on what colours we shld get luhs. LOL~ Walked around TM&amp;amp;CS, den walked her over to interchange. Nua'ed at the inter while waiting for&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; to come and meet me. 3buses left, and &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; finally here. Wanted to bussed down, but too tired, and my tummy felt idiotic, we cabbed over to my place. Rested at my place, and I did my stuffs. And&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt; thankyou for being there for me. It just felt so nice that at least there's someone I can turn to at that point of time. Now, everything is over (: Thankyou so much, iloveyou ;D hahas(: Oh yes, imissyou(: hope you're feeling better ;D Sorry I cant walk you to busstop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-5781291543962987162?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5781291543962987162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=5781291543962987162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5781291543962987162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/5781291543962987162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankyou-for-today-well-soon-sweets-so.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_OF0TSTWMWX0/SPy2M-_nqgI/AAAAAAAAAZc/mV78Y4AAxXU/s72-c/DSC00503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8502366772587402816</id><published>2008-10-18T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:49:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I TEXTED WITH MY EYECANDY ;DDD WEEEES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start updating from Thursday onwards cause it was on that day, I blog a chunk of em, what I call- Randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick isnt that good after all ;( With the damn nose causing me so much problem, me sneezing my day away, &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; claimed that its because he missed me thats why. Which is utterly nonsense . BWAHAS~ So 8am lesson, and both &lt;strong&gt;daughter&amp;amp;I&lt;/strong&gt; din attend. Reason- too tired already. I woke up and prepared and I receive her text. So I dried my hair, and back to lalaland. Meet at 930 for the next lesson. It was IAC. Its totally crap luhs seriously. Din have CARE so rotted at cafe1, till ETP starts. Group discussion wit&lt;strong&gt; Mallet Gabrielala Regina daughter&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Gabrielala&lt;/strong&gt; insist on having some unique ideas. Lesson ended and headed to TM wit &lt;strong&gt;Amanda&amp;amp;Regina&lt;/strong&gt;. Walked around, bumped into &lt;strong&gt;Gengkai&lt;/strong&gt; and YaKun'ed. Den bussed home (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared my stuffs, and accidently fell asleep when I got errands to run. Bathed and off to meet &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner at HongkongCafe wit &lt;strong&gt;Lindis&lt;/strong&gt;. And its just so nice seeing everyone of them again (: Saw &lt;strong&gt;JJ&amp;amp;Ronald&lt;/strong&gt;, den bussed back home with the TampinesArea people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overslept. Snoozed from 730am all the way till like 11plus, so I rushed and cabbed to school, for IAC. Dumb. Cause IAC only lasted for like 30mins as a lot of them were complaining hungry, bwahas. Lunched with the guys, den billard/pool with &lt;strong&gt;Regina Amanda&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;daughter.&lt;/strong&gt; Only &lt;strong&gt;Regina&amp;amp;daughter&lt;/strong&gt; played. LOL. Mahjonged at &lt;strong&gt;Regina's &lt;/strong&gt;place, and I lost. LOLs~ Was like uber tired luhs, seriously. Walked over to CGH to look for &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;, and bussed to 201 to meet up wit &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt;. Dinnered at mac, den walked back home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work today (: at TM courts (: Reported for work, and it was like, em. super boring ;( Thank gwad &lt;strong&gt;wit S Chris sicko's&lt;/strong&gt; company, I feel so much less bored at work (: &lt;strong&gt;Sicko&lt;/strong&gt; came to look for me ;D Den after that lunched wit &lt;strong&gt;Chris &lt;/strong&gt;and his collegue. Went over to see the burned shops, and we guess its KFC's doing cause mac is burnt down, but KFC is doing so fine. HAH (: That's what you get for having some nonsense friend. The guys at Courts are like so crazy. One of them like just keep coming over to talk to me, and the rest of them keep making fun of me at the way how I called them for help. bwahas~ And &lt;strong&gt;Bird(his nick)&lt;/strong&gt; asked me why I keep heading to toilet. Home now. and I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;love,&lt;/strong&gt; take good care of yourself (: Rest well, and withloves(: hahas(: I was super happy when I saw your sms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PS. I'VE GOTTEN MY EYECANDY NUMBER. WOOTS! AND WE'RE SMSING. BWHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; is now at town, leaving me alone home now ;( rahrah.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8502366772587402816?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8502366772587402816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8502366772587402816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8502366772587402816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8502366772587402816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-texted-with-my-eyecandy-ddd-weeees.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-6291916576425920792</id><published>2008-10-16T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:46:26.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Breakup Season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How coolie shit. I blogged one whole long entry, and I happily deleted everything, for no reason. So many things happened this month. So, I'm just going to do my stupid nonsense rantings. Read it or not, Like it or not. Make sense or not. Doesnt matter. Cant understand what I'm trying to say, den just dont read. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving someone was never an easy task, but why do people still want to love someone, and fall for someone. People wanting to fall in love, is to have someone there, the special someone to care and concern you. Something which friends can give. Yes, but its a total different kind of love, care and concern. Seeing &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt; like this, sad over him, losing her appetite. I feel sad. It seems like its hard to get her smile back again. He thought leaving her would lessen her burden. Hes wrong. Hes adding on to it, even heavier than before, I guess. But no, I'm not trying to say hes a playboy or something. Hes a heartbreaker or something. He can be nice, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I think, Love should not even exist at all. It gotten me into confusion state. Now, I dont even know what I want, what we are &lt;strong&gt;love.&lt;/strong&gt; True enuff on one hand, I guess maintaining everything like this should be fine. At least in future, we wont quarrel and all. At least, we're still closefriends, able to maintain the friendship. On the other hand, I wished, we were together. Knowing the facts that you wont be a good guy, yet I still choose this path, to fall for you. I thought this thing for you wont go far, wont last long. I'm wrong. Its still staying, and it seemed so hard to get rid of this thing in me. The more I tried to run away from it, the more its hunting me. The more I miss you. There's just this special thing in you, People call it X-Factor, that attracts me to you. Knowing the fact that you ain a good guy, you'll do this, you'll do that. I'm still staying *sighs* Staying put here doesnt helps, cause at times it leaves me thinking, why am I choosing this path when I know its going to be a dead end. I tried to walked out of it, it was never easy. For months, its been like this. Love seems to be unfair to me, treating me this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, Love seems to treat me good at times. Though it got me into confusion state, I feel so haywired at times inside my heart. There's someone out there listen to my rantings. Gotten back in contact wit &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;. Pouring to him all the thoughts in my mind. At least, I can get sweets off my mind, a little. I'm one who needs a guy's care , and thankyou &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;. You've been nice, and em-nonsense is the word to describe you. hahas (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, singlehood might be good. You get to go out with guy friends. Then again of cause at times I do wanna get attached. hah. Its always this kind of emo period, that makes one think through, a lot. To add on to the emo'ness, music HELPS a lot =.= By listening it to those slow smoothing songs, those old songs, causes flashback. Just like my blog song. It may be just a simple English song. Whenever I listen it, times over and over again, I start to think back, so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;To sum up my day today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sick.&lt;br /&gt;- Skipped first lesson wit daughter cause we wanna stay in bed longer.&lt;br /&gt;- ICM is getting me screwed up&lt;br /&gt;- ETP was superly nonsense wit all the illegal things coming up=.=&lt;br /&gt;- TM&amp;amp;YaKun wit &lt;strong&gt;Amanda&amp;amp;Regina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bumped into &lt;strong&gt;PohGengKai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriends+Lindis&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner at HK cafe&lt;br /&gt;- Bumped into &lt;strong&gt;JJ&amp;amp;Ronald&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, I dont want to continue blogging,cause I'm not too sure what the heck am I even blogging already. Off to continue texting wit &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-6291916576425920792?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6291916576425920792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=6291916576425920792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6291916576425920792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/6291916576425920792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/breakup-season.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4241075974484643010</id><published>2008-10-15T15:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:45:11.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm In love with my blog song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering, what is it that I see in you, that makes me fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;I tried keeping myself away from you, but I failed.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems each time you stay away from me,&lt;br /&gt;the further you go, the more imissyou.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to call you to come close to me,&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you'll come close, on your own.&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOKAY! I'm back, and after hesitating, I've decided to come and finish up/ do a proper update. So this morning lesson starts at em, 11am (; So woke up at 9plus, and prepared&amp;amp;rushed to meet&lt;strong&gt; daughter&lt;/strong&gt; for breakfast at TampinesMart'sMac at em, 10am (; Happily ate my breakfast (: Only then I realise, I've forgotten to bring my medicine along ;( And I totally forgotten that I'm not supposed to drink cold drinks, but I happily drank finish a medium size coke ;( So after that we bussed to school, hoping not to be late to meet&lt;strong&gt; Regina&lt;/strong&gt; (; Met &lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt; at cafe1, and bumped into the rest of the ETP classmates at cafe1 (: So we all went to look for the LT. Its damn idiotic, cause we walked up&amp;amp;down like some idiot just to enter the LT luhs. And we like only went in for the lecture like less than 30mins =.= Cause it seems like the whole school aircon breakdown, so we were sweating like shit -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished within 30mins, and off we went for break. 90mins break. Coolie right, hah. Ate fruits, and I took freaking 1hr to eat, cause I was trying to cut it into smaller pieces (: Discussed about the group project wit &lt;strong&gt;Mallet&amp;amp;Gabby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (new names, woots. hah)&lt;/em&gt;, and all sorts of nonsense ideas start popping up. ROFL~ Went for IAC next, and its like total sianness. Cause the weather is like damn damn hot, and the school aircon sucks &lt;em&gt;(cause breakdown)&lt;/em&gt; and it cause me to feel so sian to the max. He should not be teaching IAC&lt;em&gt; (that's whad i think)&lt;/em&gt;, cause I can predict I'll most likely flunk it. &lt;strong&gt;AlvinWong&lt;/strong&gt; dismissed us early, cause he was complaining that hes sweating, and feeling damn hot.So its like, him chasing us off from lesson ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home wit &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;, and came to a conclusion not to attend BCM. Changed out and all, and off to meet &lt;strong&gt;daughter &lt;/strong&gt;at smallmac. So before we meet up, we did a list on what we are going to do. So we head off to collect her lenses, den off to CenturySquare to look for bagpack. Most probably we're getting the dickies bagpack &lt;em&gt;(&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;airen&lt;/strong&gt; might be getting it too ;D)&lt;/em&gt; instead of the gayness billabong bagpack &lt;em&gt;(me getting the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink,&lt;/span&gt; and she getting the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/em&gt; It'll look superly gay, and its the same price&lt;em&gt; (okay, billabong is just 10cents cheaper, without warranty ;x)&lt;/em&gt; Den off back to TampinesMall to get my pay (: and went hunting for em, handphone plans. LOL. So its like walking from CS to TM, den to CS and back to TM. Legs were aching, so we decided to get some sushi, and rotted our ass at mac (; with a medium coke =.= Nua'ed till&lt;strong&gt; sicko&lt;/strong&gt; came, and daughter left to dinner wit her church friends (: While talking to &lt;strong&gt;sicko&lt;/strong&gt;, I removed all my extensions. Oh yes. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL OF THEM!&lt;/span&gt; And now, the grass patch, or whatever you called that, looked as if someone planted a hair plant there. bwahahs (: Slacked at starbucks, and its nice meetin &lt;strong&gt;airen&lt;/strong&gt; cause its been a lloonngg time since I last saw her ! So we stoned, and after that off hunting for straws for &lt;strong&gt;JinLian.&lt;/strong&gt; (: Headed back home after that. Home around, em. 10plus? LOLS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;to the girl I love&amp;amp;cherish most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I received your text last night, I was shocked. And I wonder if you're alright. I wanted to give you a hug, to tell you I'm here, dont ever feel like dying. But you're so far away (your location : cck). All I could did, was to get the ones who were with you, to make sure that you're alright. &amp;amp;Thankyou Daniel, for making sure shes okay (: I know its hard to forget everything overnight. Cause I've been through the same shit as you, so I know how it feels. Let time heals. Go ahead and cry, for all you want, but always remember, dont cry for too long. We want to see your smile back. We want to see the happy you back. I know you can move on with life, like me. Its hard I know, but I know you'll cry. You'll never need to face the world alone, cause I promise to face it with you. iloveyou (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Rants&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) I miss your nonsense, &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I bumped into &lt;strong&gt;AldonChuaChinSoon,&lt;/strong&gt; 2days straight&lt;br /&gt;3) I missed &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;4) I wonder when I'm okay to get my treat frm &lt;strong&gt;DanielNgYongMing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm going to cut down on my mahjong sessions. &lt;em&gt;(Its quite difficult, cause for my ETP members, all of us know how to play mahjong, all of us know how to play daidee. So let's hope no distractions, from me . HAH )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm waking up at 630 for school tmr cause my class starts at 8am&lt;br /&gt;7) I need to go on a diet (fruit/water), cause I'm putting on weight. RAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4241075974484643010?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4241075974484643010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4241075974484643010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4241075974484643010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4241075974484643010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-in-love-with-my-blog-song.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-419266228352048306</id><published>2008-10-14T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:23:21.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It hurts to know, so many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school for me. A total sianness cause I gotta like wake up at 8am for lessson. Its damn tiring can ;X So I received a missed call from XianQi at like, 6plus in the morning =.= Its damn sickening to cross the damn overhead bridge once again like early in the morning, under the damn sun. Meet daughter at busstop, and we both bussed to school. It was like close to 9am, and I realise that JeromeGoh dont lock us outside the classroom now. bwahhas (; First lesson was Business Communications. Its like totally boring luh. Its like less than an hour of the lesson, and I'm like so dead sleepy already can ! Was release early, so we went hunting for Accounting's classroom. Looked for the classroom, and we were like early for damn 15mins or so. Surprised right ! hahas (; and AlvinWong isnt a good teacher ;x I asked him for my textbook, he told me to get from classmate. I asked him for my timetable, he told me to get from classmate =.= So what on earth is he here for =.= Copied notes, or rather the assignments, and dear daughter was like fooling around complaining hungry. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was released early, so we chiong'ed to the toilet, and to cafe1 (; So we were thinking what to eat, while waiting for the girls to come and join us. Wanted western, but it was damn long queue, so we headed for the JapaneseFood. And guess what, we too also have to wait damn long =.= The rest left, and daughter&amp;amp;me rotted at cafe1, playing card games. Gotten icecream at 2pm(it was planned/scheduled) LOL. Den we wanted to nua'ed at cafe1, but we started to daidee'ed again. Not forgetting stress. I swear its really damn stressing playing stress. LOL. AND AND AND, I SAW CHUACHINSOON (; *HAPPY* The guys from ETP joined us, and we all head off to ETP class. How pathetic, our class only have like em, 21/22 students. HAH (: &amp;amp;We like damn noisy luhs I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong'ed after school at Regina's place. Mallet supposed to join us but cause he isnt a girl, so he cant ;X Mahjong'ed till 8pm. And daughter freaking hell won 7games straight. How gayish right. HAHA. Den bussed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First it was her clinging onto you, like you said. Now, it says it all. Whats more to say. damnit. I hate the way I'm falling for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, school starts at 11am tmr ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-419266228352048306?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/419266228352048306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=419266228352048306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/419266228352048306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/419266228352048306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-hurts-to-know-so-many-things-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-4975786519880054853</id><published>2008-10-13T16:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:10:18.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But its so hard to be strong, when you've been missing somebody so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(sillyboy,imissyou.Do you even know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;Saturday;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was texting &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt; the whole night, cause I cant get to sleep and he was being nice to accompany me though he was watching movie (; Thankyou luh &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt; ;D Texted him till I fall asleep like around 4plus in the morning . So its like texting him for close to 6hours nonstop. LOLS! Woke up, and continued texting that&lt;strong&gt; idiot.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not being mean by calling him &lt;strong&gt;idiot&lt;/strong&gt; cause he started calling me all these first. HAH. Not working for this week, so I decided to stay home since its &lt;strong&gt;Baby Reve's&lt;/strong&gt; first month birthday. Slept till like 1plus and I woke up. So some&lt;strong&gt; idiot &lt;/strong&gt;was calling me pig =.= &lt;strong&gt;Sweets&amp;amp;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt; accompanied me to text (: So went over to NTUC to get some stuffs, and went over to market to get my lunch ;D Under the bloody hot sun kays -.- I was ranting to &lt;strong&gt;sweets &lt;/strong&gt;about the weather. Den headed home, and nua'ed at home. VCD'ed till like 5plus and mahjonged for 30mins cause my &lt;strong&gt;auntie&lt;/strong&gt; left first ;D Its been donkeyy years since I last mahjonged luhs. bwahhas. Didnt even dinner and had a toothache. Just nice &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt; texted me, so I started my rantings on him ;D &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt; cant stand me ranting, so she brought me to the doctor, and its freaking hell $50 when I met the doctor like less than 10mins&lt;em&gt;(or maybe even lesser).&lt;/em&gt; On phone wit &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt; till 11plus. Supposed to get to sleep at 11plus, but I stoned. VCD'ed till 3plus, and back to sleep (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school ;D And I'm supposed to be in school, but I gotta MC so bwahas. Woke up at 7plus cause the sun was shining into my room. Den &lt;strong&gt;Leon&lt;/strong&gt; rang me like 7plus, so I told him class starts at 10 instead. Thank gwad he called me, else he'll head to school for 8am lesson &lt;em&gt;(but there isnt any cause we also not too sure the classroom venue. HAh).&lt;/em&gt; Back to sleep again, and I woke up 1plus close to 2plus. OKAY. I'm going to get a new phone definitely ;D &lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt; wanna get me LG phone. &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster&lt;/strong&gt; recommand me to get those touch screen phone cause he think its cool =.= How nonsense right. OKAY, I guess I shall rest at home today. Kinda lazy to head out also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I miss &lt;strong&gt;SebbyMonster's &lt;/strong&gt;nonsense. But hes in camp now, so he can only ring me at night. LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;PSS. I think I'm always falling for the wrong person. how shitty can it get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-4975786519880054853?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4975786519880054853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=4975786519880054853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4975786519880054853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/4975786519880054853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweets-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8977914395220515589.post-8740136193020192686</id><published>2008-10-11T10:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:43:53.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{edited/}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;I believe every word you're telling me, hoping everything ain lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 1plus by &lt;strong&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;. Lunched wit the &lt;strong&gt;Parents&lt;/strong&gt; at coffeeshop cause they knew if they're not bringing me to eat, I wont be lunch'ing at all ;D Get some food to store at home, not for me, but for the&lt;strong&gt; Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;, and head home. Rested awhile, and rotted awhile. How gay cann it get. Maybe cause I'm not used to staying at home for so long, I feel a bit lost at my own place luhs. HAH. Okays, prepared my stuffs and off to CityHall to meet up a girl to get my stuffs (; den trained down to Bedok to &lt;strong&gt;sicko's &lt;/strong&gt;place. Nua'ed awhile, and off to mac for dinner (; den we meet &lt;strong&gt;Edwin&lt;/strong&gt; at the platform, and off to ClarkeQuey. Waited for &lt;strong&gt;Derick&amp;amp;2 of his friends&lt;/strong&gt; at HomeClub. There were like a lot of people, a lot of em, underage people. LOL. How funny cause &lt;strong&gt;James&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Derick's friend which I know from there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thought I was &lt;strong&gt;Derick's &lt;/strong&gt;girlfriend =.= . Left wit &lt;strong&gt;sicko Edwin Chris Derick&amp;amp;3 of his friends&lt;/strong&gt; to Liang's Court mac. Den cabbed to &lt;strong&gt;sicko's &lt;/strong&gt;place, and back home. Punishment for me not bringing my keys out, I was stuck outside my house for close to 1hour =.= How coolie right. damnitzxz. Bathed, and off to sleep. was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 3plus. I remember screaming at my brother cause he was disturbing my sleep by waking me up to switch on the com for him ;x Rushed down to Aljunied for some work training, and in the end, it started an hour later =.= Training was boring -.- like seriously. Headed down to WhiteSands to find &lt;strong&gt;Chris&lt;/strong&gt; for awhile while waiting for &lt;strong&gt;Severin&lt;/strong&gt; to come down. Supposed to have our dinner at airport, but we end up heading to PasirRis Park for drinking session with &lt;strong&gt;XianQi&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Fang&amp;amp;Anna&lt;/strong&gt;. So we played 5-10. &amp;amp;It seems like a noob shouldnt be playing it. Played with &lt;strong&gt;XianQi&lt;/strong&gt;, and they all keep winning, so I have to keep drinking -.- &lt;strong&gt;XianQi&lt;/strong&gt; like damn funny. I just help them to pour the beer out, he said my hands was too itchy, so I must drink. I stared at them and comment that they play too fast, he said I was too noisy so I must drink. 5 of us played, and &lt;strong&gt;Anna&lt;/strong&gt; lost, so I have to help her cause she cant drink. Just imagine how much I drank luhs-.- Cabbed back wit&lt;strong&gt; Severin&amp;amp;XianQi&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;XianQi'&lt;/strong&gt;s place to take VCDs, &lt;strong&gt;Severin&lt;/strong&gt; supposed to sent me back, but in the end I went home alone -.- Home and bathed. Wanted to online, but my head was spinning like shit, so I KO'ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not working for this week. How ass can it gets.&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;Down to funan. Sebas was supposed to come down and fetch me, but his friend took his helmet, so we din meet in the end. Trained/Bussed to Parkway to look for bitch and dinnered. Den trained back. Slept my way back and it only goes to show how tired I am ;( rrahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;I wish what you said is true. Then again, I know I cant put too much hopes in it. After this morning, It makes me even more clear that you're the one I'm definitely falling for. I cant seemed to find any reasons why I should not fall for you. iloveyou(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8977914395220515589-8740136193020192686?l=sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8740136193020192686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8977914395220515589&amp;postID=8740136193020192686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8740136193020192686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8977914395220515589/posts/default/8740136193020192686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetcandyflosslove.blogspot.com/2008/10/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>bubblegum (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15238270298250733955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
