<?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-5983739</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:59:13.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rantings of a girl//</title><subtitle type='html'>me, myself and i.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5983739.post-116255852714368754</id><published>2006-11-03T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:57:19.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o3.11.o6blogger decided to be a spoilt brat &amp;thus my previous post was not published.my sim card's malfunctioning &amp; throwingtantrums, making me oh-so-uncontactable.laptop seems to be seducing me nowadays,giving little electrical shocks. zzzz.external disc drive can't slide open,&amp; I'M DAMN BLOODY FAT, WITH A BIGBELLY DUE TO MEDICATION. *&amp;@$(%@!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/116255852714368754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/116255852714368754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116255852714368754' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-116213945966782333</id><published>2006-10-30T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T20:57:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>30.10.o6as you (whoever's reading my blog) might notice..i rarely update &amp; i swear there's a valid reason :Dteehee. just dun want unwanted ppl ard my blog.a move will definately happen, matter of time.suggestions for new blog addy? sms/msn/call me!shall see whether i will password protect, or keepit unlinked so ppl can't find the new address. :Dso long, peeps.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/116213945966782333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/116213945966782333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116213945966782333' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115893760637417438</id><published>2006-09-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:06:46.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>22.o9.o6&amp; i'll be on the plane, off to hongkong ina few hrs time -rubs hands gleefully- :Dsecond time in 18yrs i'm taking plane..ahah. though i'm scared will airsick. :Xwill miss my DARLING, half-darling,partners-in-crime &amp; et  cetera. my loves!ok i better end off here &amp; start packingmy luggage.. have yet to touch it. bwahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115893760637417438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115893760637417438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115893760637417438' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115642343675500882</id><published>2006-08-24T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:01:19.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24.o8.o6extract from my lousy shift leader-work life: wrkin wif alex n wenling jus sux ok?! idun care they read it or nt.. i jus hate wrkin sundaymorning wrkin wif them! knn ccb! both on top talkin hur?i ain't stupid ya? i dun like to go scold or say ppl..but every morning i do everything myself.. n both ofthem chattin on top! how about gifin mi half of theirpay? dun climb over my head.. or u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115642343675500882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115642343675500882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115642343675500882' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115540421978773995</id><published>2006-08-13T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:36:59.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>13.o8.o6i'm only human.. so pls spare me the agony.love shld be simple. so why do you make itso complicated?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115540421978773995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115540421978773995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115540421978773995' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115505798094510142</id><published>2006-08-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T01:26:20.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o8.o8.o6i went fireworks gazing with BABY (:was our second time &amp; i enjoyed it.there were really pretty ones, &amp; it'sjust great to watch with a loved one.am so glad he bothered to walk miles,squeeze thru big crowds of ppl, sweatlike mad just to watch it with me.he put his arm ard me to protect me,&amp; help push ppl away when they push me.awww. how sweet can he get -touched-also.. a surprise he gave </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115505798094510142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115505798094510142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115505798094510142' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115487057320247663</id><published>2006-08-06T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:22:53.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o6.o9.o6i will nv forgive ppl who try to comeb/t me &amp; my loves, or hurt me in any way.you wun want a angry wenling. really.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115487057320247663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115487057320247663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115487057320247663' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115431449297386008</id><published>2006-07-31T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:54:52.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>31.o7.06sighs. god's frowning on me.yesterday, banged my knee realhard against my bed, blue-black now.             then, 'quarrel' with him till 3plus.afterwhich, i fell down today whilewalking down the stairs &amp; landed onthe side of my left foot. URGH. ):that few cm having to support 49kg?my foot is hurting like crazy now.to add on, i had to run after 302.ROAR.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115431449297386008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115431449297386008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115431449297386008' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115264466559881146</id><published>2006-07-12T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T03:04:25.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11.o7.o6baby was really sweet today. :Dhe waited for me to finish lessons&amp; then sent me to work. awwwww.we bought matching belts too. heh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115264466559881146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115264466559881146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115264466559881146' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115216796227715997</id><published>2006-07-06T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T14:39:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o6.o7.o6ahhh. now stoning in bmgt tutorial.skipped this morning's one cuz i cldn'twake up in time, so now have to makeup.SIGHS. got back most of test results..mwa- 62/100. pmkt- 33.5/50. wda- 75/100.getting back blaw tmr i suppose.hope it'll be gd :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115216796227715997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115216796227715997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115216796227715997' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115148224128630032</id><published>2006-06-28T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:10:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boOoOoOooox !!!ok this is not surprising enough cuz wenling asked if i wanna type anything .. so i'm literally "crashing" her blog la .. can't imagine we (me, emy &amp; wenling) are so guaii !!! .. hahaha .. we actually came for blaw lect and it's break now .. =X .. emy's sleepinggg .. hahahaha .. wenling .. err .. she's spying on the group in front .. lol .. boredd .. anyway .. wenling simply </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115148224128630032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115148224128630032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115148224128630032' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115148201079202955</id><published>2006-06-28T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T16:06:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>28.o6.o6sighs. stuck in blaw lecture now..only 3 of us in tto1 attended ._."&amp; being the gd girl i am, i'm onlytyping this entry cuz its break. SEE.i do listen during lecture. hahs.anyway a random pic frm yesterday..TADAA. so proud can. 19/20 for t/fsection for my mwa paper. bwahaha.ok, my laptop almost slided off.bad omen. no more blogging for now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115148201079202955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115148201079202955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115148201079202955' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115139743855342925</id><published>2006-06-27T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T16:39:34.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>27.o6.o6&amp; i wonder if you ever mind i'm notgd enough in terms of studies. ):not those kind of girl who willguai guai sit down study, attendEVERY lecture, do EVERY tutorial.director list? out of qns. sighs.laziness is part of me. have been,&amp; always will be. i'm a let down.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115139743855342925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115139743855342925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115139743855342925' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115123299001480236</id><published>2006-06-25T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:59:02.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>took this frm friendster. quite sweet.or so i think.. you be the judge.[ girl language ]- when i run away from you     ; FOLLOW ME-when i pout my lips     ; KISS ME-when i kick     ; HUG ME TIGHT-when i call you crazy     ; IM CRAZY ABOUT YOU-when i'm silent     ; IM THINKING OF HOW TO SAY I LOVE YOU-when i ignore you     ; THAT MEANS I WANT ALL YOUR ATTENTION-when i pull away     ; GRAB ME BY </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115123299001480236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115123299001480236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115123299001480236' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115108762099257417</id><published>2006-06-24T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:50:25.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24.o6.o6if anybody were to ask me what iwant to do most at this moment,it wld be to snuggle against you,&amp; fall asleep in yr arms feelingoh-so-safe in our lil' world of &lt;3.but i guess i have to be contentedwith just meeting you in dreamland.slp well, my love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115108762099257417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115108762099257417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115108762099257417' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115039300270492539</id><published>2006-06-16T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:36:42.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>16.o6.o6go figure. there REALLY IS A TREND.if boonyang &amp; me are loveydovey,a certain friend will be on badterms with her bf &amp; vice versa.so it doesn't surprise me thather &amp; her guy are happy lately.its not a lie to say i'm fed up.but HAHA, it doesn't take a geniusto realise that i'm in a bad mood.ROAR. ROAR. &amp; MORE ROARS. @(*%&amp;!^#</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115039300270492539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115039300270492539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115039300270492539' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-115027429455022495</id><published>2006-06-14T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:38:14.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>14.o6.o6you can't always have yr cake &amp; eat it.enough said. &amp; regarding something whichi shan't mention what, i dun care if pplthink i'm in the wrong cuz they aren't me.what do they know? take out the plank ofwood in yr eye before you critise the speckof sawdust in someone else's eyes. lalala.there's no fire w/o reason. play with fire,if you get burnt THATS YR OWN BUSINESS. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115027429455022495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/115027429455022495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115027429455022495' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114926100909881569</id><published>2006-06-02T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:10:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o2.o6.o6its lil' things that makes my day.the occasional sweet nothings thatmakes my heart melt, the way yr handfinds mine &amp; its such a perfect fit,the warmth of a hug, the way yr eyestell me you'll always be there for me..happy 14mths, my love. ((:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114926100909881569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114926100909881569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114926100909881569' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114814515608610707</id><published>2006-05-21T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:12:36.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21.o5.o6met up with minmin &amp; joyce again :Dmany funny, stupid stuff happened..(its always the case when we meet up)spent alot on food, almost $20 each.we acted like a bunch of sua gus innydc, taking photos &amp; stuff. LOL.then trawled marina square till ourlegs almost gave way. then headed topasar malam at clementi but the stallswere mostly closed cuz it was 11plus.we're meeting on mon again for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114814515608610707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114814515608610707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114814515608610707' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114788876801562827</id><published>2006-05-18T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:59:28.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>18.o5.o6am BRAIN DEAD. very dead. ayee.finally done my tutorials BUTstill lagging behind time ):so not prepared for tmr's quiz,got to complete e-learning stuff&amp; got to work tmr, 4-10. sighs.but my biggest fan is cheeringme on &amp; is always behind me. yays.(though he's currently dota-ing.so much for moral support eh.)but nvm -flings hands in air-my biggest fan..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114788876801562827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114788876801562827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114788876801562827' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114771099966946692</id><published>2006-05-16T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:36:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Five Variable Love ProfilePropensity for Monogamy:Your propensity for monogamy is high.You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.And in return, you expect the same from who you love.Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.Experience Level:Your experience level is high.You've loved, lost, and loved again.You have had a wide range of love experiences.And when the real thing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114771099966946692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114771099966946692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114771099966946692' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114770963183012978</id><published>2006-05-16T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:13:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>16.o5.o6unhappy stuff been piling up.feeling down -pulls hair out-&amp; i think i'm getting sick.just wanna isolate myself &amp;shut the whole world out now.yet, i want some company ;someone to hold my hand thru.-SIGHS-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114770963183012978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114770963183012978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114770963183012978' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114767377227817883</id><published>2006-05-15T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T14:16:12.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15.o5.o6i like, yet i dread alw classes.was quite happy when the tchsaid i did well for assignment2though i have no idea how 'well'.alw is the only module where ican enjoy, slack yet do well.maybe cuz i'm arts-inclined.BUT think i screwed up today'simpromptu presentation. ayee.waiting for essay assignment,i'm much better with words :Dsuppose that's why i like letters&amp; stuff.. ahh. shan't say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114767377227817883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114767377227817883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114767377227817883' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114754035966651405</id><published>2006-05-14T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:15:07.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>14.o5.o6PFFFFT. dug this out frm my folder.(didn't bother to do 'aligning')maybe some other day when i'm free.31ways to make a girl happy1. tell her she's beautiful2. hold her hand at any moment,   even if its just for a sec.3. hug her from behind4. leave her voice msgs to wake up to.5. wrestle with her6. dun go hang out with yr ex when she's not with you, you   might not realise how badly it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114754035966651405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114754035966651405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114754035966651405' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114706747076472389</id><published>2006-05-08T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T13:51:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o8.o5.o6what does a thread mean to you?this was the qns posed in alw.(appreciating literary works)i replied that it symbolised mymum's &lt;3 for the family. eachtime anyone needed somethingthat required sewing, mum's theword. she did it all w/o complains.in p1, she was the one who helpedshorten my skirt. when my skirtwas too short, she was the one whotook out the stitches. same cyclein sec sch. in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114706747076472389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114706747076472389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114706747076472389' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114702043058202312</id><published>2006-05-08T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:47:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o8.o5.o6me &amp; dear is fine now..was in our own lil' worldwhen we met up just now :Dbut i'm sad that some friendsare entangled in pain. hurt.all because of their r/s.hope you all cheer up k.i'll lend a listening ear,&amp; even a shoulder to cry on.take care k? and smile..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114702043058202312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114702043058202312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114702043058202312' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114676695549657433</id><published>2006-05-05T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T02:22:35.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o5.o5.o6nobody knows how its like.sure, point fingers at me.go ahead and blame me AGAIN.stressed at sch. home. work.add bgr, health &amp; family prob.i'm on the verge of breakdown.YAH. life's a bed of roses.i'm worried abt so many things.maybe i can just go to slp &amp; nvwake up again. everyone's happy.me too. no pt living anymore.so overwhelmed with everythingbut who can i run to? nobody.there's no one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114676695549657433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114676695549657433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114676695549657433' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114632840937020836</id><published>2006-04-30T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T00:33:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3o.o4.o6yadayada. say what you want,live in denial, it's fine. :Di wun waste entry space on you.sadly, hols are now history.was busy working &amp; involved inbAoc*o6. dun really regret asthe pay's not bad &amp; orientationwas fun. heh. the freshies rock.but my dear rocks the most, lah.he wanted to cook herbal soup cuzi wasn't feeling well. so sweet can.ME &amp; MY LOVE ((:SCs of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114632840937020836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114632840937020836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114632840937020836' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114625091218678207</id><published>2006-04-29T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T03:10:55.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to hui:pls do not feel bad over the whole episode.its really NOT YOUR FAULT. the reason whyi blew up is not just because she mentionedhim, its the lil' pieces that add up that mademy blood boil, which you already knew of, lah.i already said my piece, &amp; she already knows.no, i'm not a super sensitive freak who willjump out at anyone who mentions or talks toboonyang, if you do toe the line, go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114625091218678207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114625091218678207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114625091218678207' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114619736167204881</id><published>2006-04-28T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:09:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-YAWNS- whatever you want to say lah.you are just talking crap what :Dsec4 you liked zhenji, then claimedyou liked boon, then suddenly popsout a daniel. both zhenji &amp; danielhas NO GF, who are you trying tokid that its not boon. unless itssome other guy? wow. huaxinluobo.FYI, i wasn't born yesterday k.like my freshies said, you areJUST JEALOUS. END OF STORY!!no more further posts, i wun wastemy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114619736167204881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114619736167204881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114619736167204881' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114599120164358210</id><published>2006-04-26T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T02:53:21.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BASKET. you did all these in the past &amp; now you dare to say i'm at fault.Sunday, July 31, 2005i have this dream.. it depicts wad i have always wished. (&gt;.&lt;) can forgo his gf and we walked ard a relatively empty shopping mall taking neoprints over and over. though they were nv printed out.. it was truly fun to see our photos on the screens of every machine. i was so happie, cos i know we are still</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114599120164358210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114599120164358210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114599120164358210' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114504281870462700</id><published>2006-04-15T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T03:26:58.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15.o4.o6call me oversensitive, whatever.a certain sumone just incurred mywrath again &amp; i'm ready to snap.i dun think its pure coincidenceyou mentioned him* twice lately.so, in case the msg has notgotten across, pls get this-boonyang DOES NOT LIKE YOU.never did, never will. k?you can reminisce all you wantor whatsoever, but its onlyUNREQUITED LOVE. get it?ask him if you doubt it.pls go away, dun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114504281870462700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114504281870462700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114504281870462700' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114469128759977951</id><published>2006-04-11T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:48:07.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11.o4.o5when i got home, the firstthing i did was to call you.i didn't even take off my bag.that was how anxious i was.you just gave me cold replies.most of the time i wasn't evensure you were listening, at all.i worked for 3wks+, you onlyever fetched me twice. i admit,i'm envious of meicheng. butnv ever thought of comparing.you just put words in my mouth.two days (not even a full day)of meeting,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114469128759977951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114469128759977951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114469128759977951' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114460726270790713</id><published>2006-04-10T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T02:27:42.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1o.o4.o6had a heart-to-heart talk withhim at the playgrd just now.talked abt past, present &amp; future.i can't help but feel i ruinnedmy future all by myself. grrrrr.but as long as he is there,guiding me on &amp; holding me closei know i'll be ok. there's hopefor a better tomorrow. &amp; no,i dun want to disappoint him,nor me anymore. for nxt sem,i promise i'll try my best.the jump.. it wasn't only justabt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114460726270790713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114460726270790713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114460726270790713' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114319082280646001</id><published>2006-03-24T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:00:22.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24.o3.o6results are out &amp; i did badly &gt;.&lt;was quite unexpected, cuz i reallydid put in effort for this sem.ARGH. felt damn lousy. sumone stillsaid i was lucky. for what, i dunno.that i passed? if that's the case,thanks but no thanks. GRRRRRRRRR.guess i just screwed up my finalscuz commontests were still alright.zzzzzzzz. no more maple addiction.its time to hit the books when schreopens. &amp; i MEAN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114319082280646001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114319082280646001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114319082280646001' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114304361096175373</id><published>2006-03-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T00:06:50.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>23.o3.o6am very tired now. sighs.i've got the cafe job, &amp;tmr's my first day. hmm.hope it will be alright.had to take jab for it.ewww. met up with dear,&amp; went sentosa celebratezhengji's bdae. kayak-ed&amp; played captain's ball.then they kept calling meda sao. ignts abt that ._."was super worn out &amp; barelymanaged to stand upright.so dear piggybacked me home.haha. thanks alot. luvyou.results coming out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114304361096175373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114304361096175373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114304361096175373' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114260832093871263</id><published>2006-03-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:13:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>17.o3.o6went for job interview &amp; endedup getting lost. so dumb &gt;.&lt;went to find liangyu talkcock,it reminded me of gd old days.passed bits&amp;pieces at wisma thenstood outside staring for awhile.the angel necklace was under the'you're my guardian angel' series.that's seriously so sweet lahs.think it was under sales column.quite tempted to buy it but thenit wld lose it meaning. i'm myOWN guardian </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114260832093871263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114260832093871263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114260832093871263' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114252950533339316</id><published>2006-03-17T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T01:18:25.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>17.o3.o6i wish you wldn't be hot&amp;cold.i wish you wld be nice to me.i wish i can get the job, $$$$!i wish you wldn't mind so much&amp; go my class steamboat with me.i wish you wld bring me to ssbecause you wun mind being 'leftout' by yr friends. (sighs.)after so many 'wishes'.. what doi really want? to be happy withYOU. yes, you. and only you. ):no matter how bad you treat me,i still have a soft spot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114252950533339316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114252950533339316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114252950533339316' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114235591811269599</id><published>2006-03-15T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T01:25:50.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15.o3.o6i thought things were back to normal.then you had to go ruin it all by sayingyou're thinking of joining pingpong tofreaking get more cca pts for uni entrance.you jolly well know what will happen-you're just gonna neglect me. (even more)already dun spend much time tgt anymore,dun bother convincing me it wun happen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114235591811269599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114235591811269599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114235591811269599' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114226080525440588</id><published>2006-03-13T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:40:05.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>13.o3.o6big girls cannot cry. they musn't.no matter how alone or sad i feel,i must not cry. i will not cry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114226080525440588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114226080525440588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114226080525440588' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114218267819037272</id><published>2006-03-13T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:57:58.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>13.o3.o6after all i've put into this r/s,this is what i get? THANKS ALOT.you give me bad treatment, &amp; havethe cheek to say it's my business.as usual, UNWILLING to sacrifice,you want studies, games, friends.tell me, where does that leave me?you made me promise nv to mentionbreakup, yet you're the one wantinga breakup each time. made so manypromises, &amp; ended up breaking all.since you (claim to) &lt;3 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114218267819037272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114218267819037272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114218267819037272' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114069682388676742</id><published>2006-02-23T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T20:13:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>23.o2.o6i'm so DEAD. macroecons tmr,there's so much to cover buttotally no mood to study ):today was nice. had breakfastwith darling which he spentmost of it laughing at me.both of us ate so much weshitted. ahahs. sounds grossBUT ITS SUPER FUNNY LAHS.then we were supposed tostudy but we did anythingexcept studying. hohoho.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114069682388676742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114069682388676742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114069682388676742' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114053903121836337</id><published>2006-02-22T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:23:51.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>22.o2.o5the many late nights havetaken its toll on me. sighs.i've grown a pimple at theinner fold of my right eye.YUCKS. i dun really know howto describe it. looks likeyellow eye shit at the cornerof the right eye. just thatit is actually a pimple. ):no wonder my right eye hurtedthe whole of today -sulks-but at least, me &amp; darlingare fine again. mwahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114053903121836337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114053903121836337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114053903121836337' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-114007069962898520</id><published>2006-02-16T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:18:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>16.o2.o6sometimes i really feel lost.you keep changing so rapidlythat its impossible for me tocatch up. for each step i take,you take three more away.. ):you are no longer the guy iused to know. though change isthe only constant in this world,you change far too much. STOP.before things get out of control.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114007069962898520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/114007069962898520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114007069962898520' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113976291738686261</id><published>2006-02-13T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:49:27.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>13.o2.o6this waited for me, in my inbox.find a guy who calls you beautifulinstead of hot. who calls you backwhen you hang up on him. who willstay awake just to watch you sleep. wait for the guy who kisses yourforehead. who wants to show youoff to the world when you're inyour sweats. who holds your handin front of his friends. wait forthe one who is constantly remindingyou of how much he cares abt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113976291738686261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113976291738686261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113976291738686261' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113957783128936277</id><published>2006-02-10T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T21:23:51.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1o.o2.o5what do you do when yr visionis all blurred, because youreyes are so full of tears? ):cried non-stop on the train.as i walked the long &amp; lonelypath home. i want to be happy.why are other couples so loving&amp; sweet. i want you to smile,because you are happy with me.cuz you do cherish me. cuz youreally do luv me, &amp; accept me.i want the things that you eversaid to me be true. i really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113957783128936277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113957783128936277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113957783128936277' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113941995068479369</id><published>2006-02-09T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:32:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o9.o2.o5hope darling is slping soundly&amp; feels better in the morning.sighs. everyone is falling sick.including me. which I DUN WANT ):no aircon tonight, cuz i've gotthe irritating sniffles. pfffft.luckily no more feeling of nausea.lately, i've got MANY cravings.now i feel like eating kuaychap.go figure. &amp; no, i'm not pregnant.as quoted by the darling: wo douhai mei you shuang! in other words,he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113941995068479369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113941995068479369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113941995068479369' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113881716173067646</id><published>2006-02-02T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T02:06:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o2.o2.o5after one whole wk of non-stopquarrelling.. we're fine agn :Dyou asked me if things wld belike that if she nv existed.oh, no doubt we will still haveour bickerings.. though LESSER.but dun want to waste entry spaceon insignificant stuff.. f5f5f5but wanna bitch summore. how ah.sumtimes i really feel like ranting,spilling the beans on everythingthough it will hurt her feelings.but i dun care</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113881716173067646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113881716173067646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113881716173067646' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113799529232902425</id><published>2006-01-23T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T13:48:12.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>23.o1.o6anyway, got back my results.bca- 71/100macro- 17.5/20pba- 73/100poa- 64.5/100poa test2- 13/20not super gd, but comparedto last semester.. v. gd!will try to work harder.emphasise on try:P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113799529232902425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113799529232902425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113799529232902425' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113799498514297995</id><published>2006-01-23T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T13:43:05.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>23.o1.o6something highly amusing happenedduring my macro lesson last fri.._conversation between me &amp; cassshe says:got the co thing this old femaleteacher trying to put togethershe says:i hear u all got go alsoshe says:cuz 1 of the teachers say to meshe says:all the ppl frm ur sch percussion oneshe says:den i sayshe says:u mean wenling rite? she here last yrshe says:den he wasshe says:yame says:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113799498514297995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113799498514297995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113799498514297995' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113628756845568953</id><published>2006-01-03T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T19:26:08.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o3.o1.o6SCREWED UP my poa paper.arghhh. let him down again.i'm sorry. sighs. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113628756845568953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113628756845568953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113628756845568953' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113617401265696702</id><published>2006-01-02T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T11:53:32.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o2.o1.o69 months tgt already :Dpast month wasn't gd,but it wun get us down.it seems just yesterdaywe went on our first date.HEH. feeling v. happy.mudblood luvs pureblood!our new &lt;3 language.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113617401265696702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113617401265696702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113617401265696702' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113605901569452127</id><published>2006-01-01T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T03:56:55.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o1.o1.o6had 'countdown' with darling..though mood was ruined by someidiots, it was still gd overall.sumthing he said made me v. happy.heh. glad to spend time with him.was robbed of time with him &gt;.&lt;things between us are fine now.2oo6's gonna be better than o5,cuz i've got him by my side -beams-&amp; nth's gonna tear us apart. NTH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113605901569452127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113605901569452127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113605901569452127' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113573446867983410</id><published>2005-12-28T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:54:38.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>28.12.o5thought for a long time..still dun understand whyyou keep breaking promises.say will write me letters.say want couple shirt.say want couple handphone.say will go out often.say this say that. but?none of them came true.hai. maybe like you said,the things you say areonly to make me happy.eg. say really want meto go chalet with you..really want me to jointhe same cca as you..end up dun want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113573446867983410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113573446867983410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113573446867983410' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113568077749978849</id><published>2005-12-27T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:52:57.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>27.12.o5met cheryl for awhile just now..she looks really happy with juon.i wish i cld say the same for uspoured out my problems to her..sighs. we talked abt our guys.thinking back, sumone DAMN GUOFEN.&amp; i only told cheryl abt sum stuff.still got other guofen things.zzzzz. dun want to think abt it le.just hope things get better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113568077749978849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113568077749978849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113568077749978849' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113540020959061946</id><published>2005-12-24T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T12:58:28.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24.12.o5enjoyed yesterday's 6f gathering.though only a few turned up, itwas nice to see each other again.they dragged me to play dota ._."met clement &amp; we talked abit.nice to catch up with old friends.tmr's gonna be even better, cuzgonna spend it with baby. HEH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113540020959061946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113540020959061946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113540020959061946' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113513520866622034</id><published>2005-12-21T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:20:16.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21.12.05anyway, on a happier note..since i've been so gd this yr,we're spending xmas tgt :Dsay you're happy for me. HEH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113513520866622034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113513520866622034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113513520866622034' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113513411093966890</id><published>2005-12-21T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:22:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a dream abt elohimbut i realised it does notmatter much to me, anymore.wasn't close to my cell grpppl anyway, so it doesn'treally bother me. oh well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113513411093966890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113513411093966890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113513411093966890' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113455062020532843</id><published>2005-12-14T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T16:57:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>14.12/o5i really dun understand whyyou must always make me cry.why is it everything i do,is never gd enough for you?am i really that bad? ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113455062020532843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113455062020532843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113455062020532843' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113383808462441189</id><published>2005-12-06T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T16:58:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o6.12.o5went to support gerald yesterday.sadly, he got the lowest marks ):so everyone, pls vote for him to givehim a chance to stay in the comp.superhost on tonight at 8, chn u.vote for M2, huang bo rong!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113383808462441189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113383808462441189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113383808462441189' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113376407987133322</id><published>2005-12-05T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T14:27:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o5.11.o5utterly disgusted with sum ppl.those whom i'm close with shld know..rather sick of my class. so fake.but thankful for sum girls though;you know who you are. cheers (:going to cheer gerald on ltr.hope he wins superhost. or at least,kick a certain sumone out. HAH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113376407987133322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113376407987133322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113376407987133322' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113351758433624530</id><published>2005-12-02T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T17:59:44.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o2.12.o5happy 8months to baby :Drah rah rahhh. borborborbor.our secret language. hah.so happy we've come so far.i'm STUCK in sch doing proj.can't go celebrate. hmmph.lousy way to spend the day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113351758433624530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113351758433624530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113351758433624530' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113326767688808341</id><published>2005-11-29T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:37:49.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>29.11.05there are times i wanna goback to the past, to make ammendments for the wrongs&amp; make them all right. hmm.but who's to say i wun repeatthe mistakes all over again?as a certain guy once said,'let bygones be bygones'gd intentions can lead tounwanted consequences.luv can unintentionallylead to hate. shit happens.i will let go of everythingthat binds me; the ugly past.frankly speaking, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113326767688808341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113326767688808341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113326767688808341' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113316014374692456</id><published>2005-11-28T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T14:51:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>28.11.o5wah. i used to like bbss.but then i feel it sucks now.the graduating batch this yr,got to attend their grad niteat GRAND HYATT. so annoying.my batch had it at sch hall.sch hall, for goodness sake.how cheap can you get. argh.NOT FAIR -tears hair out-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113316014374692456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113316014374692456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113316014374692456' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113306754707464691</id><published>2005-11-27T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T13:03:46.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since guiluan has so nicelystated that i have to do(:rules of the game1. post 5 weird/random things abt yrself2. at end of quiz,list the names of 5 ppl   who you want to do this, leave a comment   in their tagboard &amp; tell them to read   yr blog.5 random things about me1.  luv boonyang :D2.  cherish relationships.3.  feeling moody lately.4.  think i'm having my period today.5.  know this 'game' is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113306754707464691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113306754707464691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113306754707464691' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113306693822788054</id><published>2005-11-27T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T12:48:58.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>27.11.o5been moody these days. pms-ing.oh well. then we everyday quarrel.sorry. i'm sorry to make you angry.always making you so unhappy ):maybe it's true. i'm a bad gf.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113306693822788054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113306693822788054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113306693822788054' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-113151990155895875</id><published>2005-11-09T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:05:01.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o9.11.o5the boyfriend has been sickfor the past few days. sighs.gave him the honey i preparedbut he said he can't drink.wanted to send him home buthe refused &amp; got abit angry.felt so down after that.when i left, he didn't evenbother to sms me.. hai.sumtimes i wish he wld like,appreciate me more larhs.still waiting for sumthinghe said he wld do, but nvgot ard to doing it..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113151990155895875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/113151990155895875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113151990155895875' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112928547230432685</id><published>2005-10-14T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T18:30:34.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>14.1o.o5if you asked me, luv is all abtluving an imperfect person,perfectly. easier to fall in luvthan to stay in it. or so i think.saddening to see couples break upbut seems to be the trend lately.luv isn't easy. nobody said it was.sumtimes i also want to give up,but had a glimpse of what eludedme for so long. dun wanna let go.though there's a long way ahead,luv does overcome all bounds :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112928547230432685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112928547230432685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112928547230432685' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112867460869382874</id><published>2005-10-07T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T16:01:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o7.1o.o5life isn't a bed of roses,but at least it's not bad.passed grade8 piano exam,&amp; scraped thru my first sem.extrememly proud of darling.he got 2ADs, 3A+, 1A and 1C+ :Dnvm the C, that sub is nth one.hah. to that v. special darling,i'll always be here for you.its a promise. &lt;3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112867460869382874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112867460869382874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112867460869382874' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112721459594911879</id><published>2005-09-20T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T19:09:55.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2o.o9.o5i'm pregnant. abt 5 1/2 months.tummy starting to show already.if only we cld turn back time.so much for nike's JUST DO IT.can't show my face in public.i'll be a laughingstock! oh no.hah. of cuz i'm only kidding :Ppregnant my foot. no way. hah. but it's true my tummy's bigger!the bf keeps feeding me. hmmph.dunno why, do i look malnourished?as quoted by him, he wants to'YANG WO DAO BAI BAI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112721459594911879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112721459594911879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112721459594911879' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112692862385074762</id><published>2005-09-17T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:43:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>17.o9.o5been an emotional wreck.moodswinging &amp; everything.all i wanna do is hide undermy blanket for the whole day.dun wanna have stupid quarrels,or get upset over stupid stuff.HMMPH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112692862385074762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112692862385074762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112692862385074762' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112643885848092911</id><published>2005-09-11T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:57:49.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11.o9.o5happy bdae boonyang :Dluv you loads -BIG HUG-spent the day together &amp;we sure had loads of fun.took neoprints again,&amp; he cooked me dinnerbefore rushing off. awww.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112643885848092911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112643885848092911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112643885848092911' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112609142221099335</id><published>2005-09-07T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:16:35.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o7.o9.o5feeling kindda down. sighs.shan't say why. private stuff.anyway, the bf likes this photo.i look so fugly in his swiss shirt.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112609142221099335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112609142221099335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112609142221099335' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112565100823014689</id><published>2005-09-02T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T12:27:57.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2.o9.o5our 5months already. weeeee :Dglued to the tv screen for 2.5 hrslast nite &amp; it was a WASTE OF TIME.can't believe weilian actually won.he is pathetic. DAMN PATHETIC.during a 98.7 interview, he said:as you know, i can't see. so.. (his ans)for practically ALL QNS ASKED.obviously want sympathy votes.SR Nathan need not worry s'poreansare not giving enough to charity.look who won superstar -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112565100823014689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112565100823014689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112565100823014689' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112556101724587397</id><published>2005-09-01T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T16:08:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o1.o9.o5hmmph. been getting unhappy latelybut things between us are fine again.our five months anniversary tmr :Di'm still abit reluctant abt himgoing for his class chalet in dec.all thanks to sumone, but nvm.he said he's gonna stick to the guys&amp; not bother abt her at all. hoho.SHE SHLD JUST GO AWAY. such a pest.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112556101724587397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112556101724587397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112556101724587397' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112529808098205217</id><published>2005-08-29T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:40:24.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>29.o8.o5made the boyfriend cross. AGAIN.nvm, it's all my fault. sighs.seriously, i think i've failed.not only as a girlfriend, butalso as a friend. stupid me.i'm nth but a failure. i suck )):stay away from me. pffffft.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112529808098205217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112529808098205217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112529808098205217' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112486879622032343</id><published>2005-08-24T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T15:38:19.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24.o8.o5feeling alot less stressed,now that grade8 exam is over ((:hope i passed or $4000+ is wasted.sumone said i'm a bad gf. oh well.i know i'm not v. gd, but bad gf?maybe my reaction to sumthingwas too big, but i'm a bad gf?thought he abit asking for it.but we're still happily together.sparks flying like nobody's business.that's why malaysia was so foggy.LOL. talk cock only lah. hahaha.&lt;3 THE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112486879622032343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112486879622032343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112486879622032343' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112408923746652539</id><published>2005-08-15T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T15:55:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15.o8.o5watched fireworks with the boyfriend.i must say, who you watch them withreally does makes a difference. heh.having him so close by, being with himmakes me a happy girl. call me sillybut anything that has to do with himmakes me happy. even ji-gou-pa (xkoh poh tee said that i finally smiled,she better buy toto today. sheesh.we are as happy as can be. we dun need you. shoo. you're an ASS.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112408923746652539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112408923746652539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112408923746652539' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112394070641405639</id><published>2005-08-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T21:45:06.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>13.o8.o5watched wedding crashers with him.great show, but nc-16 (sexual content)hahaha. cleared my drawer last night&amp; there were loads of unneccesary stuff.neoprints, a neocard, 90+ lucky stars,a letter &amp; cards, glow-in-the-dark hearts..neoprints&amp;card were cut in half, then thrown.sort of marks a clean beginning, i guess.hopefully ALL IRRITANTS will be get rid of,&amp; we will have our happy ending (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112394070641405639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112394070641405639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112394070641405639' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112364975368650310</id><published>2005-08-10T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T15:08:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1o.o8.o5this is designated for sumone.if you're not the person whoHAVE FEELINGS FOR MY BOYFRIEND,the words aren't for you.pls dun read it if you knowi'm not referring to you.can't stop you from reading,but trust you have integrity.so skip to bottom of the entry;the black words part (:i dun share MY GUY. in other words, stop it.you should know who you are. unless you are stupid.or super </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112364975368650310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112364975368650310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112364975368650310' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112347671564337065</id><published>2005-08-08T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:58:36.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o8.o8.o5annoyed by two ppl. hmmph.koh poh tee &amp; sumone else.arghh. get out of my life.you're not wanted. i dun need you.only bringing me unhappiness.shoo. GET LOST.he's MINE, not yours. &amp; he never was yours. make me angry &amp; you'll regret.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112347671564337065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112347671564337065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112347671564337065' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112338796958575996</id><published>2005-08-07T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T12:19:51.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o7.o8.o54e5 steamboat was alright.had no idea yesterday wasndp preview.. fireworks displaytook place right in front of us.hah. but was abit unhappy,cuz of sumthing.. sighs.anyway, the boyfriend is so nice.sent me home again. heh.felt bad he had to take cab homewith midnight surcharge againhe's forever spoiling me.i'm not complaining though. heh.so happy he's mine. thanks sweetie,for every single </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112338796958575996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112338796958575996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112338796958575996' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112329835367243033</id><published>2005-08-06T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T11:19:13.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o6.o8.o5if you asked me..i doubt i'm a gd girlfriend.a moment of insanity led tome blabbering on&amp;on abtsumthing i shldn't have said.yet it was gd to tell himwhat i really feel. oh well.sad things aside, it was GREATto meet up with bbss friends.xieai, yikping, hanning &amp; yuzheng!missed the times i had with them..plus, 4e5 steamboat later ((:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112329835367243033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112329835367243033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112329835367243033' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112307148077072093</id><published>2005-08-03T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:18:00.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o3.o8.o5i think life will have to revolveard piano until the end of grade8 exam.which is only like, 2.5 weeks more.shit. just started on aural,&amp; haven't even finish scales lah.just hope i can pass, even if it'son the dot. just a PASS will do.dun hope for much. sighs.in a lousy mood again.hmmph. shan't elaborate.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112307148077072093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112307148077072093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112307148077072093' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112297216029372212</id><published>2005-08-02T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:51:05.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o2.o8.o5four months of bliss already :Di'm one happy girl. yays.attached to one great boyfriendwho dotes on me so much.plus, he's one sweetie. awwwww.luv you always</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112297216029372212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112297216029372212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112297216029372212' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112274313416438536</id><published>2005-07-31T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T01:07:13.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>31.o7.o5sum ppl have so much,yet sum dun have any at all.&amp; more often than not,we take things for granted.saw this pic &amp; was shocked.oh well. no one said life was fair.i'm a blessed girl; truly i am.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112274313416438536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112274313416438536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112274313416438536' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112263589894681539</id><published>2005-07-29T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T19:18:18.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>29.o7.o5sumthing's seriously wrong.been upset for the past few days.when one thing blows over,another will not fail to cum.the cause is always the boyfriend,either directly or indirectly.when will all these stop?does the prob lie with him,or is it just me..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112263589894681539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112263589894681539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112263589894681539' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112251479775263542</id><published>2005-07-28T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T15:27:14.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>28.o7.o5new addition to hate list!!'hell hath no fury like an angry wenling'bad behaviour towards me or my friends,either i bitch or show attitude.bad behaviour towards my boyfriend,that's a different story. fcuk.let me see her behaving that wayto him again, she'll get it frm me.think you gd results big ahh.tmd. hate this kind of ppl.keep running into bitches nowadays.but calling her a bitchwould</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112251479775263542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112251479775263542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112251479775263542' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112194102659088606</id><published>2005-07-21T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T18:21:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21.o7.o5tell me i'm an ungrateful wretch.i shld be contended with what i have.but no, i'm an angry girl.all that angst inside of me.almost got knocked down earlier on.then ta-da, you'll be seeing me in hospital.but managed to cross the road safetly.guess what i said? what the fuck.when i was clearly in the wrong.shld be thankful the car driver siam-ed.(the car was only abt 10cm away)&amp; the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112194102659088606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112194102659088606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112194102659088606' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112113705923186773</id><published>2005-07-12T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:01:04.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12.o7.o5together because we want each otheror because we need each other?makes a world of difference.a luxury good or a necessity?oh well, econs has FRIED my brain.as for the ans to the qns above..you already know it (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112113705923186773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112113705923186773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112113705923186773' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112063604922969570</id><published>2005-07-06T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:47:29.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o6.o7.o5new blog template up soon!!yays. but i'm lazy to finish it.how ahhh? lazy to study too,though cts are only 2weeks away.mind you, 20% lehh. so much.yet i'm nonchalant. pfffffft.better start studying unlessi want to RETAIN; if retaincan go commit suicide already lahh.no joke. but why am i eventhinking of failing? choychoychoy.-touches wood- i will not fail!that applies for piano exam too.so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112063604922969570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112063604922969570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112063604922969570' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-112027272447621227</id><published>2005-07-02T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T10:57:28.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o2.o7.o5it's supposed to be a happy day;didn't want to start it by crying.but i did. i wait hrs just to see you,even if it's for a short bus ride.i wait each night for yr calls,but it's always me who ends up calling.nowadays i wake up real early,just so i wun be late in meeting you.for the past days you rushed home,so we didn't spend much time together.then i found out you rched home at 10+cuz of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112027272447621227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/112027272447621227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112027272447621227' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111985107735310396</id><published>2005-06-27T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T14:03:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>27.o6.o5i know i can't change yr past;but it still ticks me off at times.can't help but make comparisons lahh.dun wanna elaborate. hmmph.anyway you know what it takesto make me happy, so.. -big hint-i'm DEAD, lahh. 3more weeks to ct.i know nuts. dun wanna retain!![added] may i mention, mankind is &gt;.&lt;in econs, it's called rational self-interst.acting in rational self-interest. hah.if you ask me, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111985107735310396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111985107735310396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111985107735310396' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111932783299517347</id><published>2005-06-21T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T20:44:20.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>21.o6.o5i hate having periods. hmmph.[added] was going to praise the bfabout how sweet he was. hah.only telling the funny part though.he waited one week to..get a 'punch', a 'kick' anda 'middle finger'. oh well.i'm not mentioning the sweet part (:but anyway he turned heartless.jio bao to watch movie but NOT ME.aiyo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111932783299517347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111932783299517347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111932783299517347' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111926537644963006</id><published>2005-06-20T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:02:56.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2o.o6.o5waiting for him now. hmm.still dun see what's so funabt online gaming. oh well,at least it keeps him happy.and that makes me glad too.ahah. and did i mention,my bro and i are gd terms recently.say you're happy for me (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111926537644963006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111926537644963006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111926537644963006' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111883687037614741</id><published>2005-06-15T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:30:58.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15.o6.o6what i meant in the previous entrywas that i'm kindda detached? hmm.dun really know how to explain.eg, i'm oversensitive at times butcan be insensitive too. makes sense?ultimately, i do have feelings lahh,so pls dun run away frm me. hah.anyway, i miss many friends. pfffffft.everyone's busy with their own lives.sighs. and to the-world-is-round guy,thanks for being a gd boyfriendand a best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111883687037614741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111883687037614741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111883687037614741' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111840900664182420</id><published>2005-06-10T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T09:57:44.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1o.o6.o5i think i'm devoid of feelings.sort of, that is. not totally devoid.eg. sept 11 bombings, tsunami.basically even horrifying world eventsdun seem to have much impact on me.is my heart too cold? perhaps.another example would be him.we've been together for two months.they say the first few months are the best.but i dun see myself crazily in &lt;3once bitten, twice shy? but i doubt so.and i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111840900664182420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111840900664182420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111840900664182420' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111821918708951959</id><published>2005-06-08T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:27:42.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o8.o6.o5i've decided i like s&amp;w afterall (:touch rugby isn't that bad. heh.ran two rounds today, and had games.kana forfeit the most. 3 times lahh.each time had to say 3 thingsabt me which they dunno. pfffft.then the tch ended off lesson with:now everyone knows ALOT abt wenling.hmmph. not fair, kays.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111821918708951959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111821918708951959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111821918708951959' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111814874899329816</id><published>2005-06-07T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:03:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o7.o6.o5it's all history. right?but i still got so many doubts.you explained to me before,yet it's of no use. i still wonder.i really want to believe you,but deep inside, i still question.all that happened to her,it cld happen to me too.what if one day you feel thatour relationship was a mistake?will we then call it quits?maybe you didn't realise it,but perhaps you did fall for her.why else wld </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111814874899329816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111814874899329816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartshapedb0x.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111814874899329816' title=''/><author><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-5983739.post-111762898312655885</id><published>2005-06-01T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:45:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o1.o6.o5had my first session of pe,can't believe i chose touch rugby, lahhh.ran only one round around the track,and almost died in the process.shows you how unfit i am &gt;.&lt;and i have an attachmentwith touch rugby (the cca) for 4weeks.pfffft. been kindda down lately.does the problem lie with me, or you?sumtimes it's though we're only friends,and nth more than that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111762898312655885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5983739/posts/default/111762898312655885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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