<?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-12279560</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:46:33.275-07:00</updated><category term='unseen'/><title type='text'>puRpLe-Li-ciOus</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-115272186856121095</id><published>2006-07-13T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:18:57.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unseen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished changing the skin and thought i ought to write a new entry. Went to gess ex-canoeists gathering last sat at mr chua's house. It has been a long time since i last saw all of them and realise that most of them are still canoeing now, in fact the nationals are todae. Their world basically revolves around canoeing and im envious of that. That was once my life too and they were the most memorable ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-115272186856121095?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/115272186856121095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=115272186856121095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115272186856121095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115272186856121095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-finished-changing-skin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-115191292094905390</id><published>2006-07-03T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:48:40.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was jiayu's birthdae pre celebration and we had a FunNnnnnnNn time. sorry i cant think of other words other than fun.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY GAL!!&lt;br /&gt;and the day before yesterdae was penny's birthdae. we had a FUUUUUUUUN time.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was fun-ner than jy's one bcos of u noe wad i mean (winks to peny) but in e end things didnt turn out really well and im so sorry for that hon. tell me more when u come back from jb alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing. turns out that Mr chai is quite a nice teacher afterall. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-115191292094905390?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/115191292094905390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=115191292094905390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115191292094905390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115191292094905390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/07/yesterday-was-jiayus-birthdae-pre.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-115122498402720831</id><published>2006-06-25T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:43:04.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im starting to hate myself. cos im mixing up the things i want with the things i desire. oh wait.. isnt it the same no? Some things that were left hanging there in the past are starting to surface now. Maybe afterall i'd mixed up love with that moment of happiness. As for the things i want and the things i desire, i might have given up the latter because i can't visualise any of it in the future. And that... wasnt the smartest of choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-115122498402720831?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/115122498402720831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=115122498402720831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115122498402720831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115122498402720831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-starting-to-hate-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-115040516809879539</id><published>2006-06-16T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T13:59:28.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we keep losing! damn. btw i have a new found friend. his name is CHESTER!!! yippeeee cute lil thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-115040516809879539?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/115040516809879539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=115040516809879539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115040516809879539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/115040516809879539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-keep-losing-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114993816479157197</id><published>2006-06-10T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T04:18:07.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. common test in less than 2 weeks. 11 days from now to be exact. minus todae, which i reckon i wldnt be doing much. im left with 10. damnnnnn. i cant study at home. always idling around. checking out the tv and fridge.. shit. im gonna dieeeeeeee. And i think i'd grown fatter. endless midnight suppers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chompchomp is a bad place to go, cos u'll get lost evetually. It was like a mini amazing race tt day. I was frantically searching the roads in the street directory and i couldnt tell him which way to go. sooo presurizing!! and so we ended up slamming each other with stuffs like&lt;br /&gt;me: if u were my partner in amazing race, i'll quit halfway i tell u!&lt;br /&gt;him: who wants to be a team with u! I'm a very very very unlucky guy if i have u as my partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see. i have a mean and childish bf. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114993816479157197?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114993816479157197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114993816479157197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114993816479157197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114993816479157197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/06/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114909953501853460</id><published>2006-06-01T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T11:44:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i have a problem. a serious problem. Its not my fault really.. i swear i have no ill intentions or whatsoever. i guess honey noes wad im talking best &gt;.&lt;        &lt;br /&gt;but man.... was it hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay. i finally bought incanto charm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114909953501853460?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114909953501853460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114909953501853460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114909953501853460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114909953501853460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-i-have-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114865887956010360</id><published>2006-05-26T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T08:54:39.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prior to 20th and 21st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i celebrated with peny (honey) on.. ha forgot. she got me a necklace from perlini. which she didnt noe it was on a 50% sale. lol lol. dosent matter honey. i'll wear still. we went for dinner at fish and co (my fav), walked around and decided to catch a movie (poseidon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i celebrated with sherlene a few days b4. it was fun.. ok quite fun minus the pain coming from my feet. she got me a pair of shoes. i think her card meant more than the shoes tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and he gave me uzap. lol.. yeah uzap. which i'd said i will buy lonnnng ago but didnt. but its abit funny... to give ur gf uzap on her bdae. implying some things? hehs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114865887956010360?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114865887956010360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114865887956010360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114865887956010360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114865887956010360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/05/prior-to-20th-and-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114865687688832083</id><published>2006-05-26T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T03:01:03.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The day of my birthdae. 21st may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them went home at 6.30 am in the morning. damn early. leaving me there alone. afraid ghost will pop out any moment. They say siloso is haunted. and so i called and called to wake that pig up. when he reached, its already 10am. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. i cant remember wad happened for the next few hrs but we ended up in sakae sushi for lunch.(i hate sushi &gt;.&lt;) After that we went around checking out attractions. nth much tho. Anyway we tried the sky luge ride. i think its fun. ppl who are scared of heights, the ride's not for u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat pizza den went to see musical fountain den went for cable car ride. went for a walk on the beach and head back to the chalet. thats about all. lol. sorry dear im not going to go on. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole process is fun. but i just dunno how to put in down in words. These will always be close to my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114865687688832083?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114865687688832083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114865687688832083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114865687688832083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114865687688832083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-of-my-birthdae.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114840754770373446</id><published>2006-05-24T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T11:05:47.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont usually blog down everything single thing that happened in my life, all the details and stuff. But he asked me to, in case i forgot or missed out anything that happened on my birthdae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The day before my birthdae. 20th may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;me, jy and jace checked into the sentosa chalet at about 4 plus five. It was an impromtu decision to celebrate there. it was not until the day before that i know &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; had booked the chalet long time ago.nvm.. details aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think costa sands sentosa is the nicest place to have a chalet/bbq. Its not crowded unlike the ones at downtown east. There are not much rooms there either. Anyway they bought me this guess bag, some mjphosis belt and my fav popcorn and bubble tea. so swweeet of them ehh. hehs. Bought losta tibits too, drinks, and i've got a birthdae cake with my face on it from &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fooled around until dinner time and decide to eat at rasa sentosa. They had buffet while i had an ala carte item. was having baddd stomach cramps. Tell me, whos so unlucky to kanna period on every single bdae. arghhh. after dinner, we strolled on the beach with ice cream in our hands back to the room. haha.. i dont quite remember wad happened next but we started playing cards. losers drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call at around 11 plus from him and was surprised to noe he was already down at the carpark. and so i went down with my bad cramp and later learnt that he lost his way for 1 hr while driving down from jurong. lol. ok la.. tt was sweet la dear. horrrr. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the chalet at 12 sharp to find jace and jy fumbling with the lighter cos they didnt noe how to light the candles. and insisted on not letting me in until they light it. needless to say, they failed. lol. and so we waited until conghan came. that was last min too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a lot of detailss!! and i havent write about wad happened on my birthdae. hahah. nvm. shall continue tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114840754770373446?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114840754770373446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114840754770373446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114840754770373446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114840754770373446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dont-usually-blog-down-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114675989409372341</id><published>2006-05-05T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:24:54.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jace's bdae passed. and im waiting for mine to come. =)&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how wld the celebrations go. i hope its gonna be memorable. its not much anyway but there's nth better to spend ur bdae with frens. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114675989409372341?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114675989409372341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114675989409372341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114675989409372341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114675989409372341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/05/jaces-bdae-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114517813335729310</id><published>2006-04-16T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:21:42.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no. another public holiday is gone. when's the next?&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life to be revolving around soccer matches and stupid handicaps and livescore.com and stupid spanish team names etcetc. i dont have much of a say either. as much as i want to stop it, i cant due to&lt;em&gt; some&lt;/em&gt; reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit. im not suppose to write this. i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114517813335729310?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114517813335729310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114517813335729310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114517813335729310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114517813335729310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114517916113615998</id><published>2006-04-16T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:19:21.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiyooooo i cant belive i wrote so many enteries that i couldnt finish deleting every one. nvm i shall continue deleting them the next time round. donwanna close down the blog too. cos sweet-cesarine's a really nice name/blogname. and not that i don wanna blog. i jus wanna delete them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114517916113615998?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114517916113615998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>tennis is draining all my energy away. i have difficulty in walking, i cant play properly, i cant seem to serve today, i keep forgetting to lock my wrist, i suspect i have heatstroke, i think the sun is too bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!#@$%^&amp;)(*&amp;^%$#@! shit. next wed. against AC. quote: Mr Low " we cant even smell them". fucking true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored of waitinggg. wait N wait N wait N wait&lt;br /&gt;N wait N wait N wait N wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114442189131639418?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114442189131639418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114442189131639418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114442189131639418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114442189131639418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/04/tennis-is-draining-all-my-energy-away.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114434374877752450</id><published>2006-04-07T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:21:14.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow i felt a lil' sad after reading her blog. true that the tide is over but.. nvm. I remembered reading an article last time talking about proximity friendships. How do we make a distinction between that against friends that u noe ( at least for now) ur gonna stick together with. Are u good friends with the people around u jus bcoz they are near to you? convinence is the word they'd used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think what happened to my primary school 'best' friends. u cant possibly say its bcoz i was too young den. its regardless of age isnt it. it makes no sense.. and it leaves me wondering are we humans that practical. Its like its in us..like how we will kill each other in the end to fight for survival this kinda thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my reasoning is wrong tho. i want to grow old with them and laugh back at my crappy logic then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114434374877752450?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114434374877752450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114434374877752450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114434374877752450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114434374877752450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/04/somehow-i-felt-lil-sad-after-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114407876813467303</id><published>2006-04-03T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:20:50.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My BOYFRIEND demands me to change all the 'him's to the word bf. seriously tell me who dosent understand its my BOYFRIEND im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right hon? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114407876813467303?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114407876813467303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114407876813467303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114407876813467303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114407876813467303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-boyfriend-demands-me-to-change-all.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114399318998369360</id><published>2006-04-02T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:21:01.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life was such bliss during the march holidaes. No school, no waking up early, no alarm clocks. Life's still good now. its like a routine. i love routines tho. I go to school on mon and get to see him on fri. act.. i get to see him when i want to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im detaching myself from alot of things. Maybe i see &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; and other &lt;em&gt;stuffs&lt;/em&gt; more importantly than wad used to matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis tournament is coming real soon. yet we still dunno who we're pairing up with. i hope im playing better than i used to. im jus inconsistent.. sometimes i &lt;strong&gt;think &lt;/strong&gt; i play well but sometimes i cant even execute the proper stroke. Its all in the mind i suppose. When u think u cant, u cant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an argument with penny the other day. or was it an argument? i dunno. i was more pissed off at the fact that she kind of like ask me to shoo off while she needs to have a little talk with cindy than anything. hell wads tt suppose to mean. thought we were close frens all along. guess i was wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a bad mood todae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114399318998369360?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114399318998369360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114399318998369360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114399318998369360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114399318998369360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-was-such-bliss-during-march.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114334206566735245</id><published>2006-03-25T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:20:28.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up with a sick feeling in my mind today. That feeling is familiar. I remembered it. im happy that i'd finally got wad i'd long for. and i dont havta keep it to remind me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114334206566735245?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114334206566735245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114334206566735245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114334206566735245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114334206566735245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-woke-up-with-sick-feeling-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114314054069287954</id><published>2006-03-24T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:20:18.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geez. im happy. truly happy. When i say truly happy i mean i dunno why the reason im happy, but i am happy. confusing? hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i always believe in bad karma. As in when i sae im happy, the next thing i noe, something bad happens. Like im courting my own death here by saying im happy bcos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow i will be unhappy. confusing? no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. im happy. happy. happy. Im happy with the simplest things in life. Like watching u eat the blardy $1.50 porridge ever single night. haha. It dosent matter how much im havta give in (i hope), dosent matter how sometimes im unhappy with u, dosent matter how indifferent u sometimes are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i wont havta post an entry saying how unhappy i am the next day &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114314054069287954?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114314054069287954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114314054069287954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114314054069287954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114314054069287954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/03/geez.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114262595650912635</id><published>2006-03-18T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:20:08.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ithinkiminlove. heeeeeeeez =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Is that a bad thing? Cuz if i didnt remember wrongly, i was heartbroken the last time it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seldom in love. but always in "relations" with people. I hardly get to taste of the sweetness of it. And so when i finally got hold of it, like now, i want to freeze it and keep it in the refridgerator. hahaha. wad a way to describe. wadeva...&lt;br /&gt;Im HAPPY. And wish this big grin plastered on my face now will stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll make a mental note to inculde this wish as one of my birthday wishes this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114262595650912635?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114262595650912635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114262595650912635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114262595650912635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114262595650912635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/03/ithinkiminlove_18.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114252508950818400</id><published>2006-03-17T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:19:57.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT? Good deeds will always be rewarded. What good deads are u talking about?? u mean doing stuffs for someone whom u like/love but that particular someone dosen appreciate is a gOOD deeD?? Ridiculous. If thats the case millions or billions in the world will be such frigging good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its NOT a good deed. neither are u an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just unrequited love. get it. And thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114252508950818400?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114252508950818400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114252508950818400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114252508950818400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114252508950818400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-good-deeds-will-always-be.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114250329097617611</id><published>2006-03-15T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:19:47.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Priority changes with time. Things u value then might not be any worth to u now. Tennis used to be such a big part of my life, the trainings, grand slams, players, rackets, sharapova etcetc. The twice per weekly traning was wad i always look forward to. Sometimes even complaining that trainings should be conducted more.&lt;br /&gt;that was then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love tennis. Its undeniably my favourite sport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114250329097617611?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114250329097617611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114250329097617611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114250329097617611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114250329097617611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/03/priority-changes-with-time.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114227922622263607</id><published>2006-03-14T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:19:31.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its funny reading my past entries. i desire to blog down every single thing that had happened. that would make him look more like a bastard. which he is. no was. hell with it.. so now all the drama and saga has ended. like finally... i want nth more than a simple and &lt;strong&gt;normal&lt;/strong&gt; life now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. i wrote it for u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114227922622263607?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114227922622263607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114227922622263607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114227922622263607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114227922622263607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-funny-reading-my-past-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114085320747514480</id><published>2006-02-25T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:19:04.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll blog when im sad, seldom does so when im happy. And yes im sad now, bloody sad but no it dosen make any difference. i wonder how am i suppose to live in this sadness until As. i wish we're still fooling around because that would mean love in a free will. it saddens me to think nothing of that sort will happen now. it makes me sadder when he said tt we're frens? or wadeva. Do i like him? i dont know. i really dont. And i dont think i would wanna know. It will just complicate matters more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114085320747514480?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114085320747514480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114085320747514480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114085320747514480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114085320747514480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/02/ill-blog-when-im-sad-seldom-does-so.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-114020107828766186</id><published>2006-02-18T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:19:18.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im blady not in love. get it. NOT in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-114020107828766186?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/114020107828766186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=114020107828766186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114020107828766186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/114020107828766186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-blady-not-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113997925691468090</id><published>2006-02-15T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:18:52.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. the long awaited valentines day came. and gone in a PooF&lt;br /&gt;it was a day well spent. was it?&lt;br /&gt;haha actually... no.&lt;br /&gt;did i dine in a fanciful posh restaurant? no.&lt;br /&gt;in fact i felt hunger pangs every now and then&lt;br /&gt;was it a well planned valentines? no.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt noe where to go&lt;br /&gt;did i came home with a smile on my face. the ans is yes.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate his thoughts more than his actions actually&lt;br /&gt;sound so UN me right..&lt;br /&gt;but i really do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the intended vday prez for me was a ipod nano.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow he thought i have it already, bcos i told him so, but i dont, bcos i donwan him to buy&lt;br /&gt;not that i think he cant afford. he can buy much much more i noe&lt;br /&gt;i jus felt embarassed la..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm or maybe i should jus tell him i want it. lols&lt;br /&gt;butttt.. the point im trying to sae is&lt;br /&gt;he actually thought of it some time ago..&lt;br /&gt;to many, its something it SHOUlD be done&lt;br /&gt;but i noe to him...its something he seldom does&lt;br /&gt;i'd always thought he's those last min kinda guys&lt;br /&gt;can jus suka suka grab any bouquet of flowers 5 min b4 he meets e gal&lt;br /&gt;prez can buy on the spot. wad u wan he buys&lt;br /&gt;hee =DD&lt;br /&gt;these subtle gestures jus makes me melt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i can jus write anything i wan 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our words&lt;br /&gt;did this really happened by chance?&lt;br /&gt;or we'd been allowing opportunities for it all along&lt;br /&gt;but it certainly dosen seem like the latter now&lt;br /&gt;becos everything we're doing is for a common aim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using each other. in better words: someone to lean on&lt;br /&gt;it jus makes me feel sick thinking of tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadeva it is. nothing is gonna change my decision&lt;br /&gt;mount faber&lt;br /&gt;2am&lt;br /&gt;altivo&lt;br /&gt;we're both the only ones left for each other now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113924789592736296?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113924789592736296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>ok so here's another entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha im at a point i dunno whether should i laugh or cry&lt;br /&gt;i don have a right to cry because i was game for it&lt;br /&gt;i don have a right to laugh because i lost the game&lt;br /&gt;and i lost it hands down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was totally caught off guard. and i really meant TOTALLY&lt;br /&gt;haha. come to think of it..its kinda funny&lt;br /&gt;now i understand wad it means by 'be smart but don act smart'&lt;br /&gt;i noe by writing this the other person at e other end mus be soo soo soo full of himself. but i realli give credit to him&lt;br /&gt;its time i taste back my own medicine anyway&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok. now i think e whole process is really funny&lt;br /&gt;very interesting indeed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113829504878950290?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113742471532230176</id><published>2006-01-16T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:18:19.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this could very well be my last entry for my blog&lt;br /&gt;because i realise most of the things i posted makes no sense to ppl &lt;br /&gt;its only relevent to me u see&lt;br /&gt;so why would i wan to have a blog written with stuffs tts beyond understanding from ppl&lt;br /&gt;adding on to tt, it only brings me trouble&lt;br /&gt;nothing but trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... as a concluding entry. i shall write as much as i can. i'd finally realise its really not up to us to decide who to love and who not to.(i noe it sounds cliche) despite desperately holding on to a particular person, trying to revive the old feelings, things will nv work out. simply because ppl change without knowing it themselves. a good example is me. i've been stupid to acutally believe tt somedae somehow things will work out with my ex instead of looking ahead of me and e guys out there. but im glad to wake up from my stupid lil' hope now. i couldnt be more dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd nv noe love can weave its way around my heart until now.(but i could be wrong).its funny how much it can survive on its own despite my persistent efforts to diminish, ignore and be cynical abt it. instead of fighting it, my walls around my heart is starting to melt a lil' by lil', day by day. tho sometimes i really wish i could freeze it so i won be able to feel hurt (when it comes some day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im like sitting on top of a cliff with a safety belt fastened around my waist looking at how "love" is working out by itself. its effortless i must sae. perharps one day i'll finally unfastened e belt and jump into it. one day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113742471532230176?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113742471532230176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113742471532230176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-could-very-well-be-my-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113688537577590443</id><published>2006-01-10T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:18:10.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunno wad i want&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to think&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to do&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad i did&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad i'm doing&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to look forward &lt;br /&gt;i dunno wads behind &lt;br /&gt;im tired of hiding&lt;br /&gt;im a lil' sick&lt;br /&gt;im nauseous&lt;br /&gt;im fainting&lt;br /&gt;someone help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113688537577590443?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113688537577590443/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113645492322199097</id><published>2006-01-05T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:18:01.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sch reopened in a blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;wonder how 2 months could pass so fast&lt;br /&gt;before i noe it, i could well be writing an entry on how horrible a-levels was&lt;br /&gt;oh well... im dreaming&lt;br /&gt;piles of holidae hw not yet done&lt;br /&gt;have to hand in somemore&lt;br /&gt;chem tut is unbearable with tt kind of teacher&lt;br /&gt;was hoping tt we'll have a change of chem tutor initially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sians. trng was cancelled two days in a row due to the stupid rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113528687437195869</id><published>2005-12-23T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:17:51.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow its been a long time since i updated&lt;br /&gt;2 days away from xmas now&lt;br /&gt;xmas nv seem to mean much to me&lt;br /&gt;cos basically my family dosen celebrates&lt;br /&gt;no xmas tree, no presents, no spirit.. no nothing&lt;br /&gt;but somehow its different this yr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd always wanted to decorate the xmas tree&lt;br /&gt;and put presents underneath it&lt;br /&gt;like how its done in the movies&lt;br /&gt;nv had a chance... until now&lt;br /&gt;not my tree of cos. someone else's =D&lt;br /&gt;its fun i mus say&lt;br /&gt;i'll love sitting dere and staring dreamily at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.so wads the point of me describing how diff xmas is this yr&lt;br /&gt;theres no point actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway realised my last entry seems wrong on my angelic blogskin&lt;br /&gt;all the slamming and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but wad can one do when u have such a f*ck up teacher&lt;br /&gt;tell her straight to her face?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. ok i will. after i graduate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe e holidaes are ending so soon&lt;br /&gt;altho it seems like i'd done nothing &lt;br /&gt;but thats the whole point of holidays, isnt it&lt;br /&gt;to relax and do nothing useful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this the longest entry i'd ever written i think&lt;br /&gt;waiting for time to pass faster &lt;br /&gt;having trng at 9 and its onli 5.22 now&lt;br /&gt;zzzZzz and im refusing to slp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113428281786486616</id><published>2005-12-11T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:17:41.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was searching fractically for the chem revison exercises ans&lt;br /&gt;sms conrad to ask for it. but he said miss sassy-girl-wannabe didnt give&lt;br /&gt;SO i smsed miss sassy-girl-wannabe to ask her for it&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN she replied " im on a holiday. u think"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a f*ck up reply she can give. bitch&lt;br /&gt;and she was the same blardy teacher whom said &lt;br /&gt;"oh then.. i think ur learning ability is slower compared to the others"&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*(*&amp;^%$#@#$%^&amp;*&lt;br /&gt;bitch (this's only ur first yr teaching mind u)&lt;br /&gt;in case u dunno, everyone's been commenting how much ur teaching suck&lt;br /&gt;maybe u should spend more tym improving on ur teaching skills before acting like miss 'know it alll'&lt;br /&gt;and insulting ur students&lt;br /&gt;bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*names have been changed&lt;br /&gt;(due to recent reports of court cases students landed up by slamming teachers/principals in their blogs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113428281786486616?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113428281786486616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113428281786486616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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unfathomable&lt;br /&gt;but familiar. comfortable. longingformore&lt;br /&gt;well..doing things without a reason may sometimes be the greatest reason we can give&lt;br /&gt;and im oh so fine with it. winks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113405678124210703?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113405678124210703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113405678124210703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113405678124210703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113405678124210703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/12/tennis-was-exicting-wad-happened-after.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113390185374972492</id><published>2005-12-07T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:17:06.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how funny someone's comment can strike me so hard in the chest&lt;br /&gt;so apparent? i hope not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm tt's abt it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113390185374972492?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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no conclusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically have no time for myself and my frens&lt;br /&gt;half of the time im working&lt;br /&gt;while the other half of it.. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called jace and whine to her for a whole 1hr&lt;br /&gt;and demanded her to think wads wrong with my time management&lt;br /&gt;its poor i noe&lt;br /&gt;if not i wouldnt end up retaking the stupid exam&lt;br /&gt;aniwae decided to call in sick for work to spend the day the way i like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How i spent my morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am-8am: breakfast ( i actually went down to buy it myself!! accomplishment!!)&lt;br /&gt;8am-9am: whining to jace on the phone&lt;br /&gt;9am-11am: packing my room&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113375302221126329?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113327246899466975</id><published>2005-11-29T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:16:55.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training's good todae&lt;br /&gt;at least i gotta play some real tennis&lt;br /&gt;unlike last week. or issit the week b4&lt;br /&gt;i was playing like shyt la..&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i jus realised all along i'd not been tossing the ball high enuf to serve!&lt;br /&gt;lucky mr low pointed it out to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. the footwork realli made my thighs ache&lt;br /&gt;gotta rush for work after tt&lt;br /&gt;tskk. poor me&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of quitting anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnn.. the re exams are so near&lt;br /&gt;starting on the 12th dec&lt;br /&gt;and im here finding these all too familiar&lt;br /&gt;the usual sense of anxiety before the exam&lt;br /&gt;the guilt of not studying&lt;br /&gt;someone movtivate me pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave tt aside first.&lt;br /&gt;ohh and im painting my room purple!!&lt;br /&gt;seeing tt colour jus soothes my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling like im detached from the world or smth..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113327246899466975?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113327246899466975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113327246899466975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113327246899466975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113327246899466975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/11/trainings-good-todae-at-least-i-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113311428022613868</id><published>2005-11-28T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:16:46.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new sKIn!</title><content type='html'>New Skin!!&lt;br /&gt;yippee&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely lurve PURPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;how ironic huh. theres time to change skin but not an entry&lt;br /&gt;i haven been blogging for god-knows-how-long&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;actually i haven been online for a long time too&lt;br /&gt;haven been doing my part on the raratrio blog&lt;br /&gt;haven have time to finish reading all my magazines (they are strewn all over my bed)&lt;br /&gt;haven have time to really spend a day at home. as in a whole 24hrs&lt;br /&gt;haven have time to clean my room&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113311428022613868?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113311428022613868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113311428022613868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113311428022613868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113311428022613868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-skin.html' title='new sKIn!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113133946356529344</id><published>2005-11-07T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:16:22.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so guilty for putting aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet jy and jace&lt;br /&gt;but i end up blogging here&lt;br /&gt;coz i could't wake up in time&lt;br /&gt;and when i woke up, i don feel like getting out of bed&lt;br /&gt;and then i don wanna get out of my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i haven been doing things tt i usually do&lt;br /&gt;like blog hopping, chatting on msn n watching espn&lt;br /&gt;like im caught up with so many things&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jay's my fav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113133946356529344?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113133946356529344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113133946356529344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113133946356529344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113133946356529344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-feel-so-guilty-for-putting-aeroplane.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113127412042992258</id><published>2005-11-06T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:16:35.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad makes me so smitten by tennis players? i'll tell u why&lt;br /&gt;the pictures below are enuf to send anyone drooling&lt;br /&gt;my top three fav tennis players namely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Rafael Nadal&lt;br /&gt;2.Andy Roddick&lt;br /&gt;3.Lleyton Hewitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others include Coria, Agassi and Tommy Robredo.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the one i hate most and feel like stabbing everytime is James Blake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b5/cesarine-sweets/nadal2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and his HOT spanish accent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b5/cesarine-sweets/roddick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; cute rIGHTT!!! *nods head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b5/cesarine-sweets/pic-08-30-05-n29-hewitt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his firey temper makes him sooo alluring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pictures from atptennis.com]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113127412042992258?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113127412042992258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113127412042992258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113127412042992258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113127412042992258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/11/wad-makes-me-so-smitten-by-tennis.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113093464889842980</id><published>2005-11-02T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:16:13.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ms aw dropped a casual comment jus now but it made me ponder the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;as usual she was asking hows my studying for re exam going on and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;all of sudden she said" everyone can see ur abilities except urself"&lt;br /&gt;i was taken aback for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz when i thought i'd completely lost the knack to study, such a remark was made&lt;br /&gt;like i've completely given up hope in scoring As Bs or Cs and settling for Es and Ds&lt;br /&gt;ppl who'd known me in pri sch or the early years of sec sch will see how drastic this change is&lt;br /&gt;becoz i was once those irritating students who go around asking for ppl's marks to compare&lt;br /&gt;for fear tt others are gonna surpass us and take over one of our top 3 positions in the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells... i should start thinking if im realli stupid or acting stupid&lt;br /&gt;guess its time for me to get my priorities right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113093464889842980?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113093464889842980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113093464889842980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113093464889842980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113093464889842980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/11/ms-aw-dropped-casual-comment-jus-now.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113084160063186902</id><published>2005-11-01T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:16:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i noe i acted like a spolit brat yesterdae. but i cant help it. an outing supposedly between me and peny suddenly became an outing between her and cindy. so in the end they left at 12.30am. leaving me with him. not tt im complaining but the inital plan wasnt like tt. and there they are complaining how the vodka lime tasted like soda lime and y didnt the drinks get them high. i was like.. erm okay.. becos first of all we didnt even pay for it. secondly i was abit embarrassed by tt fact tt he paid for them. the drinks jus kept coming, like free flow of shots and jugs of vodka and they thought it was on the house or smth when its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they left. i saw alastair, a senior from gan eng seng. he was sitting at the bar counter staring into space. or so i think. talked a lil. i thought i was acting perfectly normal until he told me e next dae i actually held on to alastair's hand n his fren's hand to stable myself. lols. funny. i hoped no one i noe saw me yesterdae. it must have been a funny sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still. im peeved at the fact peny honey left me. at the same time feeling sorry for the way i acted =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113068726225587584</id><published>2005-10-30T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:15:39.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im going out with penny tml. fianlly. its been ages since i met her. or even talk to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and theres CLAO tml. i didnt study. like wads new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and theres the halloween party tml. don noe if we'll be going. too bad jace n jy cant make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and the stupid studying scheme starts next week. dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some kind of holidae this is..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113068726225587584?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113043624191044809</id><published>2005-10-28T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:15:52.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh... yes. i hate reminiscing the past&lt;br /&gt;like wad was written in the profile&lt;br /&gt;tho i may be contradicting myself here&lt;br /&gt;cos all i talk abt is my past&lt;br /&gt;with my frens that is&lt;br /&gt;im like some poor little girl&lt;br /&gt;trying to recollect wads left in my memory&lt;br /&gt;for i noe those fragments are not going to stay long&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try to hold on to them&lt;br /&gt;thats wad i'd been praying fervently 2 yrs ago&lt;br /&gt;and now tt i'd gotten wad i wanted&lt;br /&gt;i wish these things will stay in my mind longer&lt;br /&gt;i don wan to end up having nth to relate to, nth to compare with, nth to feel for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113043624191044809?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/113043624191044809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=113043624191044809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113043624191044809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/113043624191044809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-113007355979266357</id><published>2005-10-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:15:27.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm nth much happened. trng was cancelled. felt worse after playing tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go sch as a result of the tennis the previous dae. the coughing started again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outing with jy and jace. ate at fish n co. finally satisfying my craving for the sambal grilled fish. which isnt realli tt nice afterall. watched deuce bigalow next.not with them. hilarious show.but all i wanted was to get out of the cinema because i kept coughing incessantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did Pw in the morning. or rather afternoon. we left jh's place at abt 1.15. leaving me no choice but to meet rd earlier. tennis was greeeeeeeeat todae. playing with him realli helps alot. tsktsk. wonder why one can be tt good w/o any tennis coaching, jus by watching the damn espn. which apparently dosen have any effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jelly bean's my fav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-113007355979266357?l=sweet-cesarine.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-12279560.post-112965151469193470</id><published>2005-10-19T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:14:40.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one more thing to add&lt;br /&gt;i lost my favorite light blue sigg bottle.&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%&amp;*&amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112965151469193470?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112965151469193470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112965151469193470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;went to the doctor todae&lt;br /&gt;he kept scaring me by asking why are there so many red patches on my arms and legs&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt realli red patches..&lt;br /&gt;but.. i dunno.. WAd if it realli is dengue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all the bad things start coming to me at one go. again&lt;br /&gt;the last time this unlucky streak striked was in may&lt;br /&gt;started with spraining my ankle&lt;br /&gt;followed by having a fever&lt;br /&gt;and finally ended with a "minor" surgery in extracting a tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things juz get worse and worse&lt;br /&gt;worse and worse..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112965088869695606?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112965088869695606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112965088869695606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112965088869695606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112965088869695606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/tell-me-how-unlucky-can-i-get-i.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112948529087835740</id><published>2005-10-16T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:14:54.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear im nv gonna imbibe any drinks that are associated with volka again&lt;br /&gt;looking at it now jus makes me nauseous&lt;br /&gt;haha it was an impromtu sat night outing&lt;br /&gt;coz jace suddenly decided she should get herself drunk so she could get some peaceful slp&lt;br /&gt;and eventually her wish was granted&lt;br /&gt;haha it was funny to see her drunk. bet jy thinks so too. lols&lt;br /&gt;but too bad jace had to reach hm b4 11.30&lt;br /&gt;so the 3 of us went in separate ways after tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice weekend&lt;br /&gt;but sadly i havta get back to reality tml&lt;br /&gt;battling with the results&lt;br /&gt;beggin teachers&lt;br /&gt;swallowing my pride&lt;br /&gt;listen to hurtful words like "maybe ur learning ability is slower than others"&lt;br /&gt;thanks miss Quek. i'll remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll study my ass off if im able to take the retest&lt;br /&gt;one more shot at it is all im asking for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112948529087835740?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112948529087835740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112948529087835740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112948529087835740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112948529087835740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-swear-im-nv-gonna-imbibe-any-drinks.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112919941225679270</id><published>2005-10-13T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:14:08.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back my results. O O O. how great&lt;br /&gt;and it meant i don meet the criteria to retake the papers&lt;br /&gt;my fate will be determined by the teachers&lt;br /&gt;which i don think many would help speak up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going poly is realli not bad. just tt i'll be wasting one year&lt;br /&gt;i spent one hr in chi lesson thinking wad my life will become if i decided to go poly&lt;br /&gt;i can withdraw from jj tml&lt;br /&gt;spend the rest of the months until next april slacking&lt;br /&gt;or doing things i like&lt;br /&gt;and if its realli too boring&lt;br /&gt;i can find a job or smth&lt;br /&gt;or i can rent all the vcds to watch&lt;br /&gt;play all the tennis i wan&lt;br /&gt;wipe out all the jc notes in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe my interest dosen lie in math nor chem nor econs&lt;br /&gt;all these are dead subjects&lt;br /&gt;but i do not noe wad i wan out of life&lt;br /&gt;so wad if i graduated from jj. i sae IF&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad to major in U&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad i wan as a job&lt;br /&gt;ppl might sae its too early to think of such stuffs&lt;br /&gt;but as far i can see&lt;br /&gt;im jus trying to follow the footsteps of all others&lt;br /&gt;trying to pass promos n den As and followed by Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in no mood to do anything now&lt;br /&gt;don feel like going to sch until i noe if i can retake&lt;br /&gt;it'll be good if i can&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i won grieve even if i cant&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is jus neutral u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jace gave an encouragement. accidentally. she mentioned her fren withdrew from NJ even b4 their promos started&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112919941225679270?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112919941225679270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112919941225679270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112919941225679270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112919941225679270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/got-back-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112912331239386951</id><published>2005-10-12T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:14:24.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man. i love this skin&lt;br /&gt;FULL house. my FAVOURTE korean drama&lt;br /&gt;haha. im sounding stupid here.&lt;br /&gt;but it REALLy is a NICE show&lt;br /&gt;wads more! this skin comes with that theme song!!!!&lt;br /&gt;soooooo lovely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112912331239386951?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112912331239386951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112912331239386951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112912331239386951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112912331239386951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112908623159484897</id><published>2005-10-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:13:58.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MR HINT DONT RECITE WAD I WROTE IN MY BLOG BACK TO ME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112908623159484897?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112908623159484897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112908623159484897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112908623159484897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112908623159484897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/mr-hint-dont-recite-wad-i-wrote-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112904498650939465</id><published>2005-10-11T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:13:48.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ajisen ramen wasn't so bad wadddd. i've avioded the place constantly until i ate dere todae. (bcos of jace) its nice actually. but the servings are darn big la. i feel like vomiting after eating dere. and i meant constantly. like some pregnant women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway. me and jace went LOT 1 todae. even the name of tt shopping mall sounds.. beng-ish. and of coz u can find them dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway aniway. the gist of this entry is: LOT 1 is a place which reminds me of thing. many stuffs. im shocked tt the shop is still dere after 3 years. but.. things arent the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112904498650939465?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112904498650939465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;im in a state of confusion right now&lt;br /&gt;like i'd said, i don understand wads the thing thats making jy so happy, so blessed&lt;br /&gt;and jace so weary and tired&lt;br /&gt;its all about feelings of love, isnt it&lt;br /&gt;in the past i would nv allow myself to sink in it&lt;br /&gt;the exception of R.T tt is&lt;br /&gt;but now maybe.. jus maybe i wanna have a taste of it all over again&lt;br /&gt;even if it means getting all confused and hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bUT. their so many things to deal in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;things to do, things SHouLd be done, things MUSt be done&lt;br /&gt;'or am i right to do this',' should i do this', 'am i going overboard'&lt;br /&gt;all these questions drain ppl and suck up all their energy&lt;br /&gt;which can be put to better use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 'sPeCIaL fREn' (inside joke) once said to me tt im not looking at he himself anymore&lt;br /&gt;coz my vision is blurred by all the past experiences and the skeptical way of looking at guys&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i cant see wads in him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112888257137993507?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112888257137993507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112888257137993507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112888257137993507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112888257137993507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/wad-should-i-do.html' title='wad should i do?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112880813452340547</id><published>2005-10-09T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:13:16.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im darn tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;im sooo tired of shopping and going out!&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe how much i'd spent in these 3 days&lt;br /&gt;i think im torturing myself by shopping till i'd got blisters in my leg&lt;br /&gt;or issit that stupid shoe&lt;br /&gt;and its 5.26 am now&lt;br /&gt;jus got home&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna treat myself better by sleeping for the next 12hrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112880813452340547?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112880813452340547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112880813452340547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112880813452340547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112880813452340547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-darn-tired.html' title='im darn tired'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112854291587622224</id><published>2005-10-06T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:13:27.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;u noe i just hate ppl who follow others.&lt;br /&gt;i think jace n jy noe too well&lt;br /&gt;bcoz im so against it. maybe a lil' overly&lt;br /&gt;to the point of being sensitive&lt;br /&gt;but who cares. its jus pathetic alright&lt;br /&gt;from dressing, walking, writing, taking, shoes i wear, makeup i use, blouses i bought, bags i like&lt;br /&gt;theres this sick annoying follower&lt;br /&gt;who seems to like worship u as some goddness or smth&lt;br /&gt;aint it irrtating?&lt;br /&gt;like since when i've got a twin around&lt;br /&gt;i.e i bought this shirt, the next thing i noe 'she' bought the same shirt&lt;br /&gt;i.e i bought a super nice skirt, a few days later i see 'her' wearing the same damn skirt with a different colour&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could leash all the vulgarities in my wordbank on 'her'&lt;br /&gt;but then again. why should i?&lt;br /&gt;waste my time on such pathetic worshipper&lt;br /&gt;don get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to boast how well i dress, or how well i write&lt;br /&gt;in fact i don. at all&lt;br /&gt;but somehow now and then u'll find these pitiful people around&lt;br /&gt;pls go develope Ur sense of style, worshipper&lt;br /&gt;if u don, for goodness sake go read some magazines&lt;br /&gt;and if it really dosen help&lt;br /&gt;at least show some authenticity&lt;br /&gt;it'll do u good. trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to my lil pathetic worshipper: stop being a replica of me. don even try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i sound a lil' crude in this entry&lt;br /&gt;cant help. i need somewhere to vent my frustration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112854291587622224?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112854291587622224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112854291587622224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112854291587622224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112854291587622224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/10/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112842272237381999</id><published>2005-10-04T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:13:06.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes. finally its tuesdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes. its finally tuesdae 10/4&lt;br /&gt;the dae i'd been eyeing for the past 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;todae's the end of the chem paper&lt;br /&gt;which i think i will fail badly&lt;br /&gt;not tt its anything new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae im feeling alot alot alot better&lt;br /&gt;compared to yesterdae&lt;br /&gt;when i was cursing and swearing and asking y the hell im in jj&lt;br /&gt;but its all over. promos ended. except for freaking econs MCQ&lt;br /&gt;but who caress. ppl study better under stress-free situtations alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things i wanna do are piling up in my head&lt;br /&gt;first on my list is renting all the korean serials to watch&lt;br /&gt;im gonna indulge myself in all those teary and soapy drama&lt;br /&gt;where my eyes are gonna be glued to the tv 24/7&lt;br /&gt;and i can lie on the sofa like a corpse&lt;br /&gt;with all the worries behind my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. now tts wad i call heavenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112842272237381999?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112842272237381999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112775497898381331</id><published>2005-09-27T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:12:55.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poly isnt tt bad right</title><content type='html'>going poly isnt tt bad afterall&lt;br /&gt;i will get to study my hospitality and management in TP&lt;br /&gt;i realli cant help but think.. tt i will retain&lt;br /&gt;after reading so many ppls' blogs&lt;br /&gt;i juz cant seem to concentrate la&lt;br /&gt;thats it. im a goner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112775497898381331?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112775497898381331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112775497898381331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112775497898381331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112775497898381331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/poly-isnt-tt-bad-right.html' title='poly isnt tt bad right'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112766878262339231</id><published>2005-09-26T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:12:44.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u noe. i think my chem is taught more by peny compared to tt teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wad have i learnt from miss quek.&lt;br /&gt;i mean no doubt shes a teacher who noes her stuff&lt;br /&gt;but she dosen noe how to teach.&lt;br /&gt;as in, she speaks as if we noe wads shes talking about&lt;br /&gt;when we actually dont.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112766878262339231?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112766878262339231/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>promos are shitty</title><content type='html'>6 more days to promos. how great.&lt;br /&gt;time passes faster than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;all i wish is to get promoted. tts all. simple eh&lt;br /&gt;wont the higher powers grant diz simple wish of mine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112748770881469336?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112748770881469336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112748770881469336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112748770881469336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112748770881469336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/promos-are-shitty.html' title='promos are shitty'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112721507968101764</id><published>2005-09-20T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:12:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>promos are near</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;changed my blog skin. nice? nice? heez&lt;br /&gt;cant do it w/o jace's guidance. thanks jace. (ketao ehh)&lt;br /&gt;promos are soo near. so so near&lt;br /&gt;abit scary..&lt;br /&gt;didnt went sch todae bcos i was feeling a lil' sick&lt;br /&gt;and missed the chem written assignment.&lt;br /&gt;lucky theres penny to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;tho shes a lil impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;not little actually.. alot K. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and im risking e chance of being lectured if she sees me online&lt;br /&gt;haha and b4 tt happens,&lt;br /&gt;i better scram now&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/12279560-112721507968101764?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112721507968101764/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112689731201698962</id><published>2005-09-17T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:11:55.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>numb</title><content type='html'>im starting to have sleepin problems again =(  jus cant seem to fall asleep in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. looking at jiayu and ch, jacelyn and zx.. makes me feel weird. i cant understand how love is such a great source of energy, motivation and courage. not anymore. if it was 3 years ago, i would have totally understood. how happy and blessed the feeling love can bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that was ages back.. now i could not comprehend why. im numbed to my surroundings and it makes me think tt im a cold un-feeling creature. which... isnt realli a bad thing afterall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112629540915179564</id><published>2005-09-10T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:01:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!#$%*/^%$@*&amp;!#$!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>mary pierce is one sly cunning bytch. obviously she dosen have any pain in her stupid thigh and she went to call for injury time. her motive was to disrupt the pace which she apparently succeded. in the end dementieva lost the next two sets. nvm.. she will be trashed in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was in french open finals against henin-hardenne a few months back. was trashed. anyway the point is she acted like she won and gave such a looooonng speech at the end of the match. longer than the champ. like wad the hell.. feel like strangling her and tell her tt she is not the freaking winner. and u noe.. she has all these stupid, realli stupid actions tt makes u wanna slap her awake. god..the more i write the more aggitated i am! argHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112629540915179564?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112629540915179564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112629540915179564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112629540915179564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112629540915179564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='!#$%*/^%$@*&amp;!#$!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112607359682036351</id><published>2005-09-07T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:15:32.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday afternoon</title><content type='html'>i think this is the fifth time i'd watched "Alex and Emma" and im nv tired of it. haha i think its such lovely romantic comedy and its after numerous times of watching it, i got the whole meaning of it. what a lovely way to spent a wednesdae afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4.30 am last night and woke at 7.30 am to catch the women's quarterfinals. haha not a wasted effort afterall cos sharapova won petrova and clijsters defeated venus willams after a nailbiting second set. clijsters will face sharapova in the semifinals. pondering who to support.haha.. and of cos federer and hewitt advances. the routine continues tonight. but damn havta go back to sch tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still not over e fact tt my nadal was defeated by blake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112607359682036351?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112607359682036351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112607359682036351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112607359682036351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112607359682036351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/wednesday-afternoon.html' title='wednesday afternoon'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112577683161207560</id><published>2005-09-04T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:48:09.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn u blake. again.</title><content type='html'>its 3.30am now. my heart is broken. nadal lost. damn u blake. damn the commentators. damn the crowd. the commentors are giving useless and humliating remarks not to mention constructive. they were saying things like " the spanish fortress is collapsing at a very fast rate"(nadal is a spanish), " nadal is crumbling...", " blake is crushing nadal like....". like wad the hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus cant believe blake won nadal. that blad headed tyco bast*** with the stupid smug look on his face. damn him. he will be trash in his next match!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe it!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112577683161207560?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112577683161207560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112577683161207560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112577683161207560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112577683161207560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/damn-u-blake-again.html' title='damn u blake. again.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112577087577717073</id><published>2005-09-04T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:07:55.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn u blake</title><content type='html'>im in the mist of watching blake and nadal's match. and blake is leading one set. damn u blake. go to hell. u idoitic bald headed american. jus because u are american tts why so many ppl support u k. i would veri veri veri much like to go on live to the court now and strangle u. u are torturing my nadal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadal nadal nadal nadal nadal nadal nadal u will win~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112577087577717073?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112577087577717073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112577087577717073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112577087577717073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112577087577717073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/damn-u-blake.html' title='damn u blake'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112576103593627407</id><published>2005-09-03T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T08:23:55.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Moment to Remember</title><content type='html'>i jus finish watching A Moment to Remember. it was aired on channel 56 of SCV. awwww.. it was soooooo touching. oh so touching.... it dawn on me that maybe 10 years down the road its me whos gonna be with such a loving guy and staying in such a beautiful house and leading a life filled with happiness. somehow.. it makes my life more meaningful thinking in this way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112576103593627407?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112576103593627407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112576103593627407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112576103593627407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112576103593627407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/moment-to-remember.html' title='A Moment to Remember'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112567885159571562</id><published>2005-09-03T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:34:11.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>its been almost a week since i'd blogged. and i'd been receiving compliants saying if im not gonna write anything new, no ppl will come see see look look anymore. haha. haiya. but realli nth much happen this whole week. i cant realli remember wad i'd done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i'd come to realise that it is heartbreaking to see ur fav tennis player lose while they are playing the match. even if its to lose a point. its jus so heartbreeeaaaaking. like wad i saw yesterdae henin-hardenne had 3 double faults in a single game! but she has got a superb single backhand. *envious* and. roddick is out. how sad is that... lost to some unknown. or at least unknown to me. he was 2003 Us open champ. hais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112567885159571562?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112567885159571562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112567885159571562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112567885159571562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112567885159571562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112515355974400643</id><published>2005-08-27T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T07:43:00.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Notebook"</title><content type='html'>i went to rent the show 'The Notebook'. coz there's a sudden impulse to watch it again. its a very very very very touching love story. second to 'A Walk to Remember'. [ a fan of nicholas sparks here =) ] i believe true love lasts forever. even if both didnt see each other for years..they will still be brought together in the end. love isnt about commitment, trust, company or money. its about being with the person that makes u feel complete. sometimes along the way.. i guess ppl will mix up feelings and interprete it as love, at least i do. to make me remember and understand the true meaning of love, i always refer to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind&lt;br /&gt;It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud&lt;br /&gt;It is not rude, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered&lt;br /&gt;It keeps no record of wrongs&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cor 13.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don be mistaken im not a christian. i came across this 'paragraph' long time ago in primary sch. didnt noe wad it means den, but now i do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112515355974400643?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112515355974400643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112515355974400643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112515355974400643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112515355974400643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/notebook.html' title='&quot;The Notebook&quot;'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112480748682981052</id><published>2005-08-23T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:37:06.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dadada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'll blog b4 peny complains that i always take a long time to update. hmm let me think. wad happened the past few days.. they arent much to write actually. cos nothing left an impression on me.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;how i wish theres someone to play tennis with me every single dae man.out of pt. aniwaes was touched that christine flooded my tagboard. hahah. it reminded me of those sec4 daes. no. i didnt have a blog in sec 4. but u noe wad i mean.. jus plain sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having trouble sleeping at night lately. hmm. most of the time im thinking wads there to buy. lol. but it jus makes me so tired the next dae in sch. esp during econs lecture. econs lectures are nightmares. i'll be falling asleep forever. cos i cant understand a single shyt in there. hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forwArd to the outing this sundae. heex. oh.. and jinhong and junhan made jy and jace so pissed. even i was kinda put of at how jinhong 'presented' his lecture at them. (noe tt i shouldnt get involve but still..) i mean if u wanna lecture someone by all means go ahead. but don try to act all nicee and phrase it in a good way. cos its jus so fake. u noe wad i mean.. im sorrie if im being kinda straight here. but at least i sae wad i mean.. don like to beat around the bush to make my point across. but of cos this comment isnt directed at anyone. im jus here helping to publicise their vengence. heex =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shyt. econs lecture tml again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112480748682981052?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112480748682981052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112480748682981052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112480748682981052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112480748682981052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/dadada.html' title='dadada'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112452116907133258</id><published>2005-08-20T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T04:23:44.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fridae was a bad bad day. got back my chem paper. failed. as expected. den there's training. oh my.. i was appalled by how i suck at playing tennis. two weeks without training results in this. damn. my timing was wrong, cant judge the freaking ball, keep opening up the racket face... kept doing the wrong things. it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went orchard with penny. couldn't decide on wad movie to watch so we settled oursleves on eating. halfway through eating i got this serious pain my stomach. so painnn la.. couldnt even walk properly to the taxi stand. our plans after dinner was also ruined. hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae got a good night sleep yesterdae. slept for 15 hours. hahaha. glad that im at home todae..can spend the time resting and reading my book. heez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112452116907133258?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112452116907133258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112452116907133258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112452116907133258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112452116907133258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112437880558916512</id><published>2005-08-18T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T08:12:22.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;went suntec with them on wed. we went esplanade again to eat at the bakerzin and was glad they love it dere. den todae went queensway to buy this tennis shoe. jy wasnt here todae so its quite easy to persuade jace to go with me. hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jus finished watching the superstar. and was so touched by the weilian's performance yesterdae. so much so that my eyes were kinda red and watery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was warned by my math tutor tt i'll do badly for the math paper. (no comments on that) study oso liddat. nv study oso liddat. damn. forget it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yays deres training tml. hope it dosent rain. and my poor ankle still hurts. chem paper is coming back tml. hais. thats it. im doom. promos is coming too. everything's coming. rushing at such speed towards me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112437880558916512?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112437880558916512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112437880558916512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112437880558916512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112437880558916512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112419044766949147</id><published>2005-08-16T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T04:07:27.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first second third</title><content type='html'>deleted the entry before this due to too many questions ask. lol. unwanted comments too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus realised how.. erm.. wads e word.. aniwae ya la.. i am&lt;br /&gt;first im always late for sch. or nearly late. don understand why. once i see lam kuku in the morning, i knew for sure i will be late. lol&lt;br /&gt;second im always ponning pc! later the teacher go find miss aw den i die.&lt;br /&gt;third i'd not yet handed in TCA 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in dead shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i wan nadal..........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112419044766949147?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112419044766949147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112419044766949147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112419044766949147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112419044766949147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-second-third.html' title='first second third'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112401458793606772</id><published>2005-08-14T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T03:16:27.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haiyo! so true!!</title><content type='html'>The Wild Rose&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/random.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Random &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/brutal.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Brutal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/love.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Love &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/dreamer.gif'" onmouseout="javascript:document.thebigpicture26.src='http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/persons/RBLDf.gif'" href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest#"&gt;Dreamer&lt;/a&gt; (RBLDf)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.     Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you're the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.     You don't seem to take yourself too seriously, and that's refreshing. You aren't uptight; you don't over-plan. Romance-wise, sex isn't a top priority--a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven't had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You're very selective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You're out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone. "You're never truly single as long as you have yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS AVOID: The Bachelor&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDER: The Vapor Trail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112401458793606772?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112401458793606772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112401458793606772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112401458793606772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112401458793606772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiyo-so-true.html' title='haiyo! so true!!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112375684827892487</id><published>2005-08-11T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T04:47:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>common tests sucks</title><content type='html'>hate it when i'd studied and yet i failed. like the energetics chem written assignment. i studied. and i failed. again. wad da hell.. i mean its ok if i fail badly when i didnt study. even if it means like getting 1/100. i wouldnt feel even a tiny winny tinge of saddness. demoralise me for tml's chem paper. like totallie... don even feel like studying now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate common test&lt;br /&gt;i hate studying&lt;br /&gt;i hate that guy who smses and calls 24/7&lt;br /&gt;and not to forget, i hate the hairdresser whom cut my hair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112375684827892487?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112375684827892487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112375684827892487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112375684827892487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112375684827892487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/common-tests-sucks.html' title='common tests sucks'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112309009660592187</id><published>2005-08-04T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T10:28:16.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miss</title><content type='html'>i suddenly realised i miss *lao nan ren*. tho insigficant in my life i'll think, he actualli have my respect and admiration.and maybe smth else more.. but guess i was e one who let it go too.. hmm.. this means. we aint fated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my destiny is still waiting for me in some corner of this world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112309009660592187?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112309009660592187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112309009660592187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112309009660592187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112309009660592187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/miss.html' title='miss'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112298827521950617</id><published>2005-08-02T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T06:11:15.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>i cant remember crying as much as i did todae. hard too. my tears were like rollin down furiously from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to a salon todae and cut my hair. i cant imagine how short it is now. i was like totally shocked when i saw wad she did to my hair. i did not even ask her to cut my length. i don dare to look into the mirror now.. my long hair is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112298827521950617?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112298827521950617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112298827521950617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112298827521950617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112298827521950617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/08/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112273351875609877</id><published>2005-07-30T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T07:29:12.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>went to play tennis in the morning with sher, joel and ruide. stupid ruide acting like hes shy to join us but actually he cant wait to play. and dammit. hes so good. judging from hes a bball player and nv join, nv get coaching b4. hes so good la.. tho i hate to admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after i went around orchard searching for my phone with sher. thought it will onli take like an hour to buy. but ended up spending the whole afternoon finding the cheapest deal. and the result of getting the cheapest deal? is paying 688 of e phone! cos after much consideration, thought that getting from an unauthorise dealer wasnt safe. so went to sumsung at PS to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i could go home after getting the phone. but no! dragged by sher to great world jus to buy some 3 quart. pants for joel. and guess wad. i went into royal sporting house to see see. and saw a black nike bag. i jus cant resist the temptation of bags..... tho i veri veri veri much don wanna spend any more $. hahas. realli k. but i still canttttttttt..... so hahas in the end i went to buy that bag too. oh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all resulted in me not studying a single thing. im gonna fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorries. this entry is so long. for those who wants to forgo the top part, the gist of the entry is: i am so glad todae. cos i bought my phone and bag. cos i realli love bags. cos i realli like spending $. sinful obesession.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112273351875609877?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112265564817831037</id><published>2005-07-29T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:52:51.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am so tired</title><content type='html'>reached home at 9.30 consecutively for 3 days becos of tennis. and took 198 with gj for consecutive 3 daes. the second dae i left my racket on the bus with him. the 3rd dae i left my water bottle at the bustop with his fren. lol. gosh..am i forgetful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis is using up all my energy. left with nth to do other stuffs. i am so addicted to it. always thinking of locking my wrist and brushing up. lucky there won be trng next week. if not i cant concentrate on common test. even before taking the exams i've this feeling tt im gonna fail. damn.. aint a good sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and guess wad. im gonna play tennis again tml at joel's house with sher. wohooo~~~ i cant wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112265564817831037?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112265564817831037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112265564817831037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112265564817831037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112265564817831037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-so-tired.html' title='i am so tired'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112247060228069482</id><published>2005-07-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T06:23:38.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todae did pw in sch. so tough! writing the written report. den after that glad to see alicia. said shes going to play TENNIS! so i followed her. den havta wait for the IDP tennis to finish first. den chatted with mr low. told him my sis jus broke up with the bf. can intro to him. lol. my sis not bad one k. got alot of admirers one k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes. we waited and we played for a while. den gj came and join us. didnt realli tok much to him. wasnt in a good mood. but havta admit hes getting better everytime i see him play. hais. how i wish could improve as much. tennis wasnt realli fun either. the sch's racket was so heavy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to tml's training~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112247060228069482?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112247060228069482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112247060228069482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112247060228069482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112247060228069482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/07/todae-did-pw-in-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112239253653470855</id><published>2005-07-26T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T08:42:16.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetness</title><content type='html'>i just sent sherlene a forwarded good night msg.  ha and she replied thanks gal and told me she wrote an essay on me. isnt that sweet. and it made me want to write an entry on this frenship we have suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remember there's a time when i kinda quarrelled with her cos she was spending so so much time with joel (her bf) which she still does now, but aint a problem anymore. cos i don have much time too. hahas. we had been best frens since the dae i step into gan eng seng. and we spent almost every min together in sch. tho were in diff classes. still remember we often went orchard after sch, went her house and do crazy stuffs. sometimes will show up at her doorstep in tears cos of idiot. and if i were to list all the things out, guess it'll be a never-ending entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho things changed, studying in diff sch.shes in poly. haven meet up as often. been a long time since we chatted on phone. but i strongly believe this frenship wouldn't change a single bit. and i noe she does too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it sweet to noe somethings will stay the same way in lets sae 20yrs down e road? how i wish things will stay the same. wadeva things tt is.. cos i hate changes.i always seem to be living in the past. wadeva past tt is. and i noe it isnt veri healthy huh. but the future jus seem so far.. unreachable.. unthinkable.. unimaginable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres nth to look forward to anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112239253653470855?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112239253653470855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112239253653470855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112239253653470855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112239253653470855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/07/sweetness.html' title='sweetness'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112213891914214790</id><published>2005-07-24T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:48:18.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24.7.05</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder. how great it would be if i hadn't given up on certain things. like piano. japanese. canoeing. these things were my life. were. and now i miss them dearly. esp canoeing. when i tot abt wad happened in sec sch, canoeing days are the the ones i think abt. i havta admit i realli miss it. it was a rash and stupid decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to regret all the decisions i'd made b4. always seem to be making the wrong choices. going the wrong way. everything's wrong. wonder when i could ever get things right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it saddens me to think..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112213891914214790?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/112213891914214790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=112213891914214790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112213891914214790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/112213891914214790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/07/24705.html' title='24.7.05'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112204030669194963</id><published>2005-07-22T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T06:59:05.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenn|s</title><content type='html'>this whole week revolves around tennis. there's tennis interhouse gals on thurs and the guys one is todae. playing interhouse tennis was like soo stressful. against the J2s somemore.. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae's guys' interhouse was nice to watch. alot of exciting matches. esp the guys final, guojie's fren liang zhi against amos, the tennis cap. and went there specially to support guojie. cos i think he practically asked everyone to go to the tennis court todae to support him. lol. hahas. he won the first doubles match but lost the following one. guess he wasnt on form todae cos he realli plays alot alot better on other days. hahas. gj if u sees this entry wanna tell u " u are improving alot already la. hahas. u are getting better and better each time i see u play! realli"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh man.. common test is just around the corner. wad am i gonna do?!! shit. don wanna fail. cos im so sick of failing my math. sick. econs suck too. don even understand a single shit. chem's bad too. chem is a subject which requires u alot of time if u wanna ace it. damn. and the thing is i don have the time! common test is like in 2 weeks time. and my mind is filled with tennis now... tennis tennis tennis.. im addicted to it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112204030669194963?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112169952436807559</id><published>2005-07-18T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T08:21:10.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im so touched.....</title><content type='html'>was such a tiring dae. went orchard with jy and jace till late. but still i feel there's a need to write this. cos i am jus simply so touched. jianxing made this realli realli realli sweet video.. or wadeva its called. theres this song and all the pictures of my 16th birthdae. i celebrated with him and his frens last year btw. and it was like a year ago! he actually took the effort to make this!! ok.. i dunno how long he'd took.. maybe a short time. but the main point is he made it and sent me. i mean its not like my bdae or any special dae. haha.. its realli sweet. and im so touched. haha hope he sees this entry. =)&lt;div 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touched.....'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112158869476059954</id><published>2005-07-17T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T01:24:54.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring sundae</title><content type='html'>stayed at home 2 daes in a row. bored. was supposed to meet jace and jy to happy. but jy's sick. and tot i could go study with penny they all at holland v. and it was cancelled too! oh my.. wad a dae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being at home isnt realli that bad tho. its so quiet and everything.like it this way. but sometimes boredom is soo unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was discussing with jace and jy in the afternoon abt where to go but it ended up with no decision made. and jy's kinda mad with jace with her indecisiveness. hmm.. the feeling's weird. first time a small little conflict happened amongst us. but guess it'll be ok by tml. so yupp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels weird to not hearing my hp ring as often. feels weird to not receive ur sms. feels weird to watch ESPN alone. feels weird to not look forward to saturdaes anymore. feels werid to not long for F1 race.  but i guess these are all the consequnces i havta bear for making that decision. it wasnt a difficult decision to make after all. after wad jiali told me. and after reading the things u blog in e past. how i wished jiali would've told me these earlier. den i wouldn't be under some illusion for so long. but somehow.... i wished i hadn't ask her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-112158869476059954?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-112153020095714819</id><published>2005-07-16T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T09:10:00.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so long nv blog!!!</title><content type='html'>haha i jus asked jace to help me change my skin. and she helped. helped me put the song and everything. so this entry is dedicated to u, JACE! lol. so ke tao for wad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway much has happened during this 3 months which i didnt blog. which i don think anyone will noe cos i didnt go tell ppl i got blog too. which im going to publicise it now. which penny dosent even noe. and she's making a huge fuss now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. this is jus an silly entry to mark the rebirth of THE blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-111693276884650962</id><published>2005-05-24T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T04:06:08.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hais</title><content type='html'>the more i think. the more unhappy i become&lt;br /&gt;okay. shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dots..&lt;br /&gt;hate it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad u want.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't care less either.&lt;br /&gt;cuz im sickened by this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-111693276884650962?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/111693276884650962/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>so troublesome again</title><content type='html'>realli so troublesome lo. i realli realli duno how to put all my frens in the list.wad oso dunno. dunno how to edit somemore. see... i write le oso no one see! no point! so nvm. i can write ALL i WANT. jacelyn thinks arthur is cute. she thinks he's so darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;shall ask her to help me with this frreaking blog when the holidaes start. now no time. think she oso lazy to help de lo~~~~~ haha. see la. i'm like talking to myself lo.wad da hell. humph.&lt;br /&gt;1 month later den come back update ar.( and i'm telling e onli reader of my blog. jace tt's u) humph. suck. i'm talkin to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-111538678709416985?l=sweet-cesarine.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-12279560.post-111482863699872261</id><published>2005-04-29T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T19:37:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so troublesome</title><content type='html'>i was reminded by jace to update my blog. wah. veri troblesome one ler. somemore i dunno how to add my sec sch friends in the links. den no one read oso ma. update oso no use. nvm. i shall go learn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway many things happened durin this week. i was transferred to O5S03. but realised Bio was so so so freaking hard. den i appealed to transfer back. all the procedures and stuff jus suck la. havta go find this and that. get the approval. blah blah blah. all the teachers sae cannot until i went to find the VP. haha. think's he's super good. he allow me to switch back. yay. o5S03 oso not bad la. the ppl there quite united. but haiya O5S25 still the best. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's so good now. wad more can i expect. haha. but life will be at its best if i'm in the tennis team. heex. so mux pray hard. stupid tennis trial oso haven sae when.but still. life's sooooo good with u around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-111482863699872261?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/111482863699872261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=111482863699872261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/111482863699872261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/111482863699872261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-troublesome.html' title='so troublesome'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-111426409157053738</id><published>2005-04-23T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T06:48:11.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. happy happy</title><content type='html'>i'm so happy todae. lol. went queensway and bought a tennis racket. wah lao eh. so ex one. 210. but nvm. still buy. but pai seh eh. like don realli noe how to play tennis then buy such a racket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. and i'm happy oso. at least i am now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-111426409157053738?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/111426409157053738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=111426409157053738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/111426409157053738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12279560/posts/default/111426409157053738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha-happy-happy.html' title='haha. happy happy'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06255103485345672094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12279560.post-111417598409504891</id><published>2005-04-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T06:19:44.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. nice dae</title><content type='html'>omg. i'm stuck with this ugly skin. wad da hell. cant seem to dl the blogskin. and cant seem to paste the tagboard. so pai seh. haha. newbie ar. cannot blame. todae's so fun. slack with jace and jy for like e whole dae. we've decided. every fridae is our " DO RE MI happy 3 hours day " lol. so lame. and i think for now. onli jace will be reading this. coz think no one noe i got blog eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm leaving 05S25 for 05S03. coz changing combi to bio chem math. guess i'm trying to kill myself for this. coz firstly i don have any bio background, secondly i didn't attend first 3 months.haiz. will miss the both of them badly. lol. i sound so les. sad sad. nvm. i'll still be looking forward to every fridae for our " DO RE MI happy 3 hours day "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and you. dunno wad u wan.idiot you. nvm. dunno wad i should do now. idioit u. go die. make my life so difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12279560-111417598409504891?l=sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-cesarine.blogspot.com/feeds/111417598409504891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12279560&amp;postID=111417598409504891' title='0 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