<?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-8623413430961387549</id><updated>2011-12-06T15:10:27.199+08:00</updated><category term='so'/><title type='text'>lolicandie-love.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'>Two Is Better Than One :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>513</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7998579152933043434</id><published>2011-12-06T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T15:10:27.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've officially moved to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.leeyokeshan.blogspot.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This blog remains, only for anyone who wants to stalk my past..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's if you can find any interesting.&lt;br /&gt;or else, do hop to my new blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for new story of my life!&lt;br /&gt;see ya there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7998579152933043434?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7998579152933043434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7998579152933043434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7998579152933043434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7998579152933043434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5798878574649247219</id><published>2011-12-02T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T12:40:32.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't hold it in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Relationship, friendship, family? Or nothing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I supposed this is a sensitive issue. It might/might not offend you in any way, but if you're easily offended, then i reckon you to stop reading from this point.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never did find this an issue,really. But just lately, it slowly annoys me. And I can't hold it in, and can't help but to blog about it, since it's quite an interesting topic to talk about. Would you choose relationship,friendship or your family? Of course, family beat others flat. Definitely i'll choose my family over anything regardless how much i'll get mad at my family members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now it's left with&lt;b&gt; Relationship or Friendship?&lt;/b&gt; Hah, the ultimate question. For me, honestly i'll choose my friends. Really, you can ask my best friends &lt;i&gt;e.g: claire.&lt;/i&gt; My close friends should know i prioritize them, more than i prioritize my boyfriend. But of course, don't ask me this --&amp;gt;  &lt;i&gt;"If your best friend and your boyfriend are sinking in the ocean, who would you save first?"&lt;/i&gt; Really? I'll choose&lt;b&gt; none&lt;/b&gt;, I don't even know how to swim, probably I'd die even before i get to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What annoys me the most is when someone asks me to spend more time with them, instead of my boyfriend... and if my boyfriend's friend scold my boyfriend just cause he's spending too much time with me. Sorry, argument is invalid. If you proceed with that, you're just being ridiculous. First of all, in my situation, I don't even see my boyfriend that often, esp. now, since is SPM period. I can't promise if I'd after my SPM, but for the past 6 months, I never did see my boyfriend more than 5 days a week. The most i've ever seen him in a week, is just 3 times a week. Less than half the time I have in a week. And the only reason I see him is because he fetches me to church and back home, and maybe if we go watch a movie or something. I find it really funny if my friends tell me that i've been spending too much time with my boyfriend. &lt;i&gt;*excuse me?&lt;/i&gt; For the past 3 weeks I have not seen him more than 10 minutes. Usually he'll only drop by my house once a week and check how i'm doing. Even on my birthday, he only came and gave me my present and that's it. Last friday was an exception. I needed him to fetch me to church since I had something to do, and we had supper after that. The most we spent together was only 3 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, argument is invalid. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my boyfriend who has been spending too much time with me? &lt;i&gt;*excuse me again.&lt;/i&gt; He only spends the most 3 days a week with me, and even if I do see him, is only during the weekends for church. Well, you want to talk/see my boyfriend right, I welcome you to church, and spend some time with him too. I'm not being protective/possessive over him, really. You have the other 4/5 days to see him too, and what not. Moreover I've not been spending any time with my boyfriend for the past 3 weeks. So if you think my boyfriend and I have been spending oh-so-much time that he ditched any of you in anyway, think again. He wasn't even here to spend with me on my birthday. Sure, some may say &lt;i&gt;"Oh i don't allow my boyfriend out." &lt;/i&gt;That's not true. Maybe I do say no, but that's only if he uses the trick. If he tells me &lt;i&gt;"oh baby, help me make the decision, I'll listen to you."&lt;/i&gt; I will not allow him, and he will tell his friends off. That's only to see if he'd do it for me. But less than 10 minutes, i'll be like &lt;i&gt;"go la. I was just kidding. Just call me after you done."&lt;/i&gt; Please. I'm not a mean/evil girlfriend. If my boyfriend really wants to go out, he won't even bother to listen to me, and he will still leave the house nevertheless. Been there, done that. Even if I'm mad, he will still go out first, then only come back to me, honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Once again, argument is invalid. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not believe that someone will pay more attention to their girlfriend/boyfriend after being in a relationship. Some people claims that they might change into a different person after getting a girlfriend/boyfriend. &lt;b&gt;SORRY, ARGUMENTISINVALID&lt;/b&gt;. Definitely we'll spend more of our time on them, of course. I talk to my boyfriend 24/7 unless any of us are sleeping. But what makes you think I don't bother talking to you? Do you text/call me in the morning till the night? No. My boyfriend does. So definitely he'll gradually be a bigger part in my life. Do you care about what I've done the whole day and what not? Do you check on me? No. My boyfriend does. And of course, he's my boyfriend, I have to tell him everything no? And wouldn't you do the same? If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, would you not be talking/calling them? If you have the guts to tell me, &lt;i&gt;"yeah i don't bother/give a shit about my girlfriend/boyfriend."&lt;/i&gt; Then fine. Is either, your relationship is fake, or.. maybe... I don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when someone tells me &lt;i&gt;"stop spending so much time on your boyfriend la." &lt;/i&gt;or&lt;i&gt; "got boyfriend like that now la. no time for us la."&lt;/i&gt; -_- really? Then you want to come out with us or not? Oh don't want, say you're being a lamppost. Well I offered you, just you didn't want. And don't let me see you talking to your boyfriend/girlfriend 24/7 when you get one okay? I'll do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Argument is only valid, when you've been talking to me 24/7 as my best friend, and I suddenly ditch you for my boyfriend. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Period.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5798878574649247219?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5798878574649247219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5798878574649247219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5798878574649247219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5798878574649247219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/cant-hold-it-in.html' title='Can&apos;t hold it in.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4919820582610096724</id><published>2011-12-01T13:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T15:12:35.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No words,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;can.. speak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So so so so! SPM is overrrrr! HAH, how i wish, well not till December 5th, that is :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have 4 days of rest/study days to score for Accounts on Monday, but.. i totally lost my mood to study. I feel as if SPM has over, or even better, I never did sit for SPM. This past week of SPM was.. headache. I had 4 days of rest earlier too, to study for Chemistry &amp;amp; Biology this week, but guess what? Being the usual me, or any other SPM student, I didn't grab the chance, and I just let time passed by. I was basically just sleeping for 2 days straight, with the excuse of my birthday.. Not like my birthday was a special day, but yes, trying to make myself feel better, I told myself this.&lt;i&gt; "Chillax yokeshan. It's your birthday, you deserve to rest.." &lt;/i&gt;Yeap, that went on for 2 days straight.. till. SUNDAY! When I realized I had no time to actually finish studying for Chemistry &amp;amp; Biology.. I was so stressed. And, Chemistry paper.. was so tough. I was kinda depressed after sitting for it.. I cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh well, no point crying over spilt milk :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just very glad that I'm done with science subjects. Not in a million years I'll ever touch Science again. Not even General Science. *let's hope that I don't have to study Science in A-Levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand how boring my blog is, but.. I'm so keen on starting to blog often now! Starting from December 5th. I just want to keep track of what I'm doing everyday when I start college/turn 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH OH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finally seventeen. NGEHEH. who's the boss now &amp;gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday, was not much of a big deal. I couldn't celebrate my birthday anyway, all cause of SPM.. yeah, mummy made the rule.. sort of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT thanks to my bigbear. He surprised me with the gift I've ever wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ht0wjX0qOJY/TtcXkgBOS6I/AAAAAAAACJg/XUiOdJOgcds/s200/7dd09532178611e180c9123138016265_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681035370788965282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A silver plectrum pendant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted a guitar pick necklace, for all it matters. Yes I told him 3 things I've ever wanted, but who knew he'd give me this? I thought there's no way he will ever give this to me. If yes, I would have bought one for myself way long ago, no? It's the fact that we can hardly see this around in Malaysia unless you punch a hole in the plastic guitar pick (ya the one you use it to strum the guitar) and buy yourself a chain. Well, he got this, all the way from UK! This precious pendant of mine sat on the plane before! Don't play play hehe. And yes, it's engraved :) Happy enough to make me a happy girl! Don't know what I'd do without you, bigbear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, my family totally forgotten it was my birthday till like 6pm. They decided to text me to wish me. HOW SINCERE, right? I know. And we made our way up to Gohtong Jaya for dinner. It was a lovely dinner, I had fun, regardless where we ate. It was the accompany I had. I always loved going out with my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, time for me to watch some desperate housewives! Time to slack, and skype with my bigbearlove!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aesWN6grzro/TtcZTciTR1I/AAAAAAAACJs/FFBPCaqzSNQ/s200/3b697016183911e1abb01231381b65e3_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681037276819441490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plectrum to my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, that's me camwhoring with my precious necklace! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s:// i''m going away! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4919820582610096724?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4919820582610096724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4919820582610096724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4919820582610096724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4919820582610096724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-words.html' title='No words,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ht0wjX0qOJY/TtcXkgBOS6I/AAAAAAAACJg/XUiOdJOgcds/s72-c/7dd09532178611e180c9123138016265_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6955612336094756366</id><published>2011-11-21T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T17:40:13.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my hope,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;my everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to believe that whenever you're nice to someone, immediately you'll be treated nice as well. Well, honestly that's what I still believe. But i don't know why i always get disappointed. I treat people really nice, when I really call them my friend. I do not betray them, nor hurt them in any way. But sometimes, even the people whom I trust so much, disappoints me in the end. All I ever ask for are friends who I can really count on. Maybe not many, but all I need is just one. That one friend who is able to take me the way I am, and accept the real me. I go to the house of God, only to feel out of place. I go to school, only to feel left out. Even going to the house of God, can't make me feel any better, but I always tell myself, whenever I enter the presence of the Lord, I'll rejoice the truth, and let nothing condemn me. Usually, I will feel better after being in the presence of Him. But, after a few days, I'll start thinking too much, and realize that I've no friends to rely on. Sure, Jesus is my best friend. But even going cell group at times, can't make me feel worthy enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always have insecurity problems when it comes to relationship/friendship. It hurts, you know? Knowing you have NO ONE, to count on. As time passes by, I only tend to lose friends, rather than to gain some true friends. 2 friends of mine, have just walked out of my life, and I miss them. I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so tired of being left out, feeling out of place, and mostly, being judged for the wrong reasons. I'm sorry, for things I may or may not have done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;God, please please lead me. As I continue to search.. for the true friends that You shall bless me with. Show me who is right for me, and through You, I shall see. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6955612336094756366?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6955612336094756366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6955612336094756366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6955612336094756366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6955612336094756366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-are-my-hope.html' title='You are my hope,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7234448498680809509</id><published>2011-11-20T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:30:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 more days,</title><content type='html'>till I'm 17.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, my birthday will be in between my SPM exams, but thank God my birthday falls on a Saturday, hence no paper. But, my wish, for every year is to spend it with my loved ones. Family/Friends/Baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish, will you come true? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7234448498680809509?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7234448498680809509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7234448498680809509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7234448498680809509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7234448498680809509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/6-more-days.html' title='6 more days,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-804843241628583286</id><published>2011-11-19T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:54:23.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the one you freaked out,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever felt, this alone? I feel so worthless now. Nothing I can ever do now is good enough for my family. Neither to my mum, dad, bro nor sister. Sometimes I just can't take it anymore. I just need God. I just need to know that.. I'm worth to someone, and definitely, I'm worthy to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to find my identity in Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I can't wait.. till I get out of here. To a new life. Discover the real me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-804843241628583286?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/804843241628583286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=804843241628583286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/804843241628583286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/804843241628583286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-one-you-freaked-out.html' title='It&apos;s the one you freaked out,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-314601274335293396</id><published>2011-11-13T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:01:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous.</title><content type='html'>I just find this ridiculous. It's not an issue that you might be still mad, but it's been almost a year. I suggest you should just stop holding a grudge, and forget about the past. We cant be friends again? Anyway I've done my part. I've apologized long time ago, and times when I try to talk to you, but all you do is ignore me. Well suit yourself. But the fact that you're unwilling to be close to me again, its because you misunderstood, and never knew the real me. I once thought you were true, someone would have accepted me the way I am, someone who would have been my best guy friend. But you drowned our friendship. And there's nothing left. Maybe you do not feel it was such a waste, but I do. Not because I feel the guilt in me, but because I treasure our friendship.. but we no longer have any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. SPM starts tomorrow. Shall not let this bug me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will bless me abundantly and 10As, to my hands please! In Jesus Name, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-314601274335293396?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/314601274335293396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=314601274335293396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/314601274335293396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/314601274335293396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/ridiculous.html' title='Ridiculous.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5143189774466747043</id><published>2011-11-11T09:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:48:29.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.11.2011</title><content type='html'>Lets make a wish. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iD12XrDBXwc/Trx-66uAv7I/AAAAAAAACJQ/wxoN_6Db2wM/s640/blogger-image-1686950905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iD12XrDBXwc/Trx-66uAv7I/AAAAAAAACJQ/wxoN_6Db2wM/s640/blogger-image-1686950905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5143189774466747043?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5143189774466747043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5143189774466747043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5143189774466747043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5143189774466747043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/11112011.html' title='11.11.2011'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-iD12XrDBXwc/Trx-66uAv7I/AAAAAAAACJQ/wxoN_6Db2wM/s72-c/blogger-image-1686950905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4400869509004427618</id><published>2011-11-02T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:35:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour out Your love,</title><content type='html'>Well, well, look where we've come to. It's now, November! Can you believe it? Time passes so frigging fast, and one year has passed. Today marks the day my previous relationship started, and today, I'm 3 days away from my 5th month in my current relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this 12 months, I've learned a lot. Things can change within just months, people come and go. I might just grew a little bit stronger, mentally and physically. But currently, I'm so tired. So tired of having to deal with SPM which is just 12 days away. I am still slacking. What is wrong with me? Dear Lord, help me, please. I need Your favor in me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are God, &lt;br /&gt;You are so Glorious, &lt;br /&gt;You are so Powerful,&lt;br /&gt;You are Victorious, &lt;br /&gt;You are The One, Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4400869509004427618?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4400869509004427618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4400869509004427618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4400869509004427618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4400869509004427618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/11/pour-out-your-love.html' title='Pour out Your love,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6825781852741735588</id><published>2011-09-12T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T17:55:49.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything was once better,</title><content type='html'>Thank God for Blogger app on iPhone now! :) this is going to be so much easier to blog, just maybe when I feel like it! Or, if something catches my eye along the way. I might be coming back to blogging for that. Just might. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ulyi8SFNJkw/Tm3XHRnKWpI/AAAAAAAACJI/T_HXD6JB4kY/s640/blogger-image-1819610646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ulyi8SFNJkw/Tm3XHRnKWpI/AAAAAAAACJI/T_HXD6JB4kY/s640/blogger-image-1819610646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bLHsIT1lEfk/Tm3XJMSRAPI/AAAAAAAACJM/RSkf4LDcYKA/s640/blogger-image--1778360316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bLHsIT1lEfk/Tm3XJMSRAPI/AAAAAAAACJM/RSkf4LDcYKA/s640/blogger-image--1778360316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6825781852741735588?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6825781852741735588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6825781852741735588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6825781852741735588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6825781852741735588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/09/everything-was-once-better.html' title='Everything was once better,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ulyi8SFNJkw/Tm3XHRnKWpI/AAAAAAAACJI/T_HXD6JB4kY/s72-c/blogger-image-1819610646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1526214628315017851</id><published>2011-08-02T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:28:36.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if..</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;your love doesn't lasts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten the beauty of blogging. And now I wonder why I'm back here? Well, the truth is sometimes I do enjoy sitting alone, infront of the computer and just typing my thoughts out. Share my thoughts, but twitter has it's word limits which just restrain me from bombarding my twitter and spamming my followers, so my blog shall do it, since not many, wait correction, no one ever reads it. Joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, I was approached by a question on twitter. I personally tweeted "Never ever missed someone so much before." And I received a reply, saying "that's what you say in your past relationship. It's best to never say rubbish like this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, when I read that, I was furious and offended, of course. He, definitely wasn't my ex. And, whoever it was, no I'm not mad at him or anything, but what? It felt like I was personally attacked by him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all. Do you even know who my tweet was referring to? Secondly, I'm pretty sure I definitely did not say that about my ex before. Thirdly, who are you to tell me what to tweet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know. This is ridiculous. I honestly don't get it. Am I at wrong? I know I used to blog about how much I love my ex in my previous blog posts, and now that I've found someone new, it proves that i'm not loyal. But just to clarify myself, a part of me will always love him. As every way. Although I can never forget him, all the things which I'm only holding to are memories. He left me. What was I supposed to? Am I supposed to wait on him forever? What's the point when he left me? He left me for someone new. And was I supposed to just keep waiting like a fool? I can't deny the fact that I will always love him, but hey, I got to pick myself up. Thank God when I was going through my darkest moments, I had someone with me. You have no idea how much pain he has put me through. And i blame him no more. I've let him go, and got over him. But, i honestly think I have the freedom and rights to pursuit my own happiness. Yes i may love someone else now, but I'll never forget my ex, and a part of me will always love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i was at wrong, then wasn't he at wrong too? He said he loved me, but then he left me. What? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1526214628315017851?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1526214628315017851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1526214628315017851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1526214628315017851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1526214628315017851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-if.html' title='What if..'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-525753326802940518</id><published>2011-03-27T19:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:57:31.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I remember.</title><content type='html'>I wish I can take it back to a week ago. Don't I deserve any second chance? Why did you have to take it away from me this fast? Please. God, i'm begging you. I just want it back, so much. Why? I really really want to tell you everything I feel. I just want to tell you, how much I can't live without you. How much I want you back. How much I still love you. How much.. i'd do anything just to get you back. I may sound desperate. But that's the truth. I tried getting used to it. I tried accepting the fact. But I just can't. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope for God to make a change. and to make us, right again, someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you so badly. I'll just leave in denial. That maybe, someday we'll be back together. Yes, that's what i'll pray and hope for every single day. I can't let you go.. I love you too much to. I just hope you'd know how i feel.  And how perfect together we'd be. There are some things that will never change. Right now, our picture is still my wallpaper, and my passcode is still 0211. Yes. that's how much I still can't let you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-525753326802940518?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/525753326802940518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=525753326802940518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/525753326802940518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/525753326802940518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-i-remember_27.html' title='And I remember.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6679268353855518867</id><published>2011-03-27T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:35:41.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I remember.</title><content type='html'>I wish I can take it back to a week ago. Don't I deserve any second chance? Why did you have to take it away from me this fast? Please. God, i'm begging you. I just want it back, so much. Why? I really really want to tell you everything I feel. I just want to tell you, how much I can't live without you. How much I want you back. How much I still love you. How much.. i'd do anything just to get you back. I may sound desperate. But that's the truth. I tried getting used to it. I tried accepting the fact. But I just can't. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope for God to make a change. and to make us, right again, someday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6679268353855518867?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6679268353855518867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6679268353855518867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6679268353855518867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6679268353855518867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-i-remember.html' title='And I remember.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2494897018695281981</id><published>2011-03-25T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T23:16:08.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got control now.</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought we wouldn't end like that, I thought wrong. AHAHHA it was like the same thing happening all over again.. Like how my previous one used to be. I mean, why? Why does it seem so easy for you to let go? It hurts me so much, that everytime I close my eyes, I'll cry in my sleep. And I just feel so afraid. It hurts me so bad. But everyday I just try to live.. I try a little hard.. but i just die a little more inside. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks. I don't know what to say to you anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2494897018695281981?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2494897018695281981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2494897018695281981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2494897018695281981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2494897018695281981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-got-control-now.html' title='I&apos;ve got control now.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-8106811065179028515</id><published>2011-01-28T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:19:37.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect to me.</title><content type='html'>This is my first post.. of year 2011. After one month. LOL I fail. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Form 5 has been great! Despite all the stress and tuitions I've to keep up with, I'm quite fine. Tuition from Mon-Thurs. Cheer training on Fri. Youth&amp;amp;Church on weekends. I'm busy/out almost everyday. Bah. I need to manage my time well so I can find time to study T_T I'm always tired and exhausted. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December '10 was a great month! Getting to spend time with the boyfriend for 6 days in a row! Church camp and Prom. How awesome could that be! And I still have yet to blog about it. Youth camp was practically the best, cause that was a very life changing 4 days. Thanks to New Life for every single thing. All the campers, pastors and Jinny :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm bored. Bai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-8106811065179028515?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8106811065179028515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=8106811065179028515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8106811065179028515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8106811065179028515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2011/01/perfect-to-me.html' title='Perfect to me.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1425825174615863943</id><published>2010-12-27T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:38:46.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to You, Lord.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks to You, Lord.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks to You, Lord. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We're touched by You. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we fall, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we all close our eyes,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and we'll pray,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;to our almighty God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And we'll know, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;when it's all our time,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;just cause God's here,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;in our very own hearts and souls.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;With God,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything is possible,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;With God, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we're all touched by Him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;thanks to You, Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;thanks to You,Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we're all touched by Your bare hands.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks to You, Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are good, Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we all worship You for who You are.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just a song I wrote, and I'm posting this, just incase I forget :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You, Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1425825174615863943?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1425825174615863943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1425825174615863943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1425825174615863943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1425825174615863943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanks-to-you-lord.html' title='Thanks to You, Lord.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4379543690719361150</id><published>2010-12-24T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T00:13:25.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry x'mas! :)</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, regardless of whoever you are who's reading this right now. Just wanna give a big shoutout to everybody, wish you guys a MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TRS1KRjhh7I/AAAAAAAACIw/f_Q1lBYR9No/s1600/101224-224106-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554263428570384306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TRS1KRjhh7I/AAAAAAAACIw/f_Q1lBYR9No/s200/101224-224106-tile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/p&gt;I don't really know if i've been good this year, but I'm pretty sure I can't be any worse right? So I hope you'll grant me a few wishes on my christmas list :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;yokeshan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4379543690719361150?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4379543690719361150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4379543690719361150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4379543690719361150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4379543690719361150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry x&apos;mas! :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TRS1KRjhh7I/AAAAAAAACIw/f_Q1lBYR9No/s72-c/101224-224106-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4245081891830711510</id><published>2010-12-23T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:56:56.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i die young,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bury me in satin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so, It's Time Youth Camp 2010 and SriKL Prom Night, have ended. What now? My boy has flew to U.S.A, spending his x'mas there. And I've nothing planned. Well, though I've alot of events to go to, but, same old problem. Transport. Sigh. That's why I wish that I can drive now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh well. Youth camp and Prom has been really really really good! Awesome actually :) I'm really really glad that I got to spend time with the boyfriend for like 6 days, :') It's just so nice to have him around me all the time, and getting to spend some solitary moments with him before he leaves for U.S and college. Thank God for that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm going to blog about the Camp and Prom some other time AHAHAH, wait till I have pictures, or what not.. Um, I'm pretty sure I won't be blogging :p too lazy actually, but we shall see no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1373.snc4/164538_480603649129_523964129_5999332_1386161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1373.snc4/164538_480603649129_523964129_5999332_1386161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1373.snc4/164538_480603649129_523964129_5999332_1386161_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for being so understanding, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and tolerating me for everything I've done wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry that i've done alot of stuffs which may have upset you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or even close to breaking your heart and hurting you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry that I may not be the most perfect girl in this world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but thank you for loving me for who I am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for treating me like a princess and pampering me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for being there for me, and with me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever I need a shoulder to cry on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eventhough we've only met for 5 months,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and being together for only a month and half, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it feels like I've known you for life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;During this past 6 days have been the best time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause I have you around with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry that sometimes I sulk over things which may not be true,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and throwing my temper at you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only you can stand me and tolerate with all my childish attitudes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only you can make me smile and laugh again whenever I'm down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't mind whenever you hurt me, or upset me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause I believe that things will work out eventually,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I will do anything for you baby. I will. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TRIrsDQ5PZI/AAAAAAAACIo/5lrg0bRB1SM/s1600/164538_480603649129_523964129_5999332_1386161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4245081891830711510?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4245081891830711510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4245081891830711510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4245081891830711510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4245081891830711510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-i-die-young.html' title='If i die young,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5935231712900096985</id><published>2010-12-15T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T15:29:07.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Like Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey Martin :) That was a really sweet post. And, i'm glad and proud enough to say, that i'm a fan of BLG. Probably you'll think that girls are into all four of you, just because you guys are hot/cute or whatsoever. But, no, that's not it. Not for me. I honestly, think that you guys are, one of the best band ever. Once again, not cause of your looks, but, its how you guys make music. And i totally admire that. It's really hard to find bands/singers like you guys, ya know? I've been listening to LOVEDRUNK album for a thousand times since i've got my hands on it.The first time i hear those songs, i've sensed something. But, i couldnt figure it out. As, i put it on repeat, that's when it hit me. I took the lyrics booklet, and started to sing along as i couldn't resist. As i sang along, i understand your story then. Those eleven songs, which you've written/co-written, totally,made me understand your story and life better. The feelings and words you're trying to let the world to know, we get it. And, it just turned into an inspiration for me. You're amazing, seriously. I'm still wondering, how can someone like you(one of your songs name,heh), can ever, write such good songs. I can't find anything, bad about those eleven songs. Maybe it's cause you've written from your heart, and recorded it from your heart. That's what true songwriters are, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been hoping to meet you guys, like desperately. You guys are coming down to Malaysia right, but, sadly, it has an age limit, so therefore, i guess i won't be able to enter and meet you guys. When i found out about that, i cried. I was so upset about it, but there was nothing i can do. But after reading your post, thats when i got it. It's not about getting to meet you guys actually. All that matters, is being able to hear you guys, making music. I don't mind, if i won't be able to meet you guys, but, please, please, i beg you, don't ever stop making music, alright? :) You can never meet all your fans out there, one by one, but there's a way that you can meet them is by writing songs and meeting their heart instead.I don't know bout others, but it definitely, met my heart. By the way, thanks for writing those songs which have inspired me alot. Like, OnTopOfTheWorld. I know that you've written it for your mum as she's no longer here anymore.I'm sorry to hear bout that. It's a really good song. I lost my grandpa 2 years ago, and, whenever i start thinking about him, that's when i'll listen to OnTopOfTheWorld. It's because, i feel the same too, and that's the only song, which.. understands how i feel, honestly. Next is, Go. Lately, i've been having troubles with everything. Nothing ever seems right. But, when i listen to GO, i'll feel better eventually. And, it just makes me a better person, and in someway, that song motivated me. " Get up and go, take a chance and be strong" You got that right, Martin. After listening to it, i'll tell myself, " Yes, get up and go, take a chance and be strong. I can do it right?". Furthermore, that's what you're trying to tell me right? Heh. So, i will also tell myself, " for Martin, i will do it." You're quite an inspiration to me, no doubt :) Wow, i've written this long.. Hm, i'm not sure if you'll ever read this, but.. lets hope you are reading. But even if you're not, it's the thoughts which count right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, i guess this is long enough. Haha. Though there's so much more to tell you, but i guess i'll write it out, all in my blog :) So yeah, thanks alot MartinJohnson; PaulDigiovanni;BryanDonahue;&amp;amp; JohnKeefe. You guys, are the best, and i mean it. Oh, i still hope that i'll get to meet you guys someday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW BTW!&lt;br /&gt;Make a promise. To Me, and all every other fans,&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER EVER STOP MAKING MUSIC/WRITE SONGS!&lt;br /&gt;even if you want to, give us a good reason,&lt;br /&gt;or else, we as your NO#1 fans, won't allow you guys to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, have fun touring you guys! I know you guys are hitting Asia soon, like few days more? So, enjoy ASIA! You'll love it! Oh, enjoy Malaysia too :D Please do come back to Malaysia, next year okay? You have lotsa lotsa fans(mostly all teenagers) down here!So, please do not.. have an age limit concert -.- And, of course, me, who've never met you guys before, but still dying to, would love to see you guys, and watch you guys perform( though i was at MTV WORLSTAGE Malaysia, but that wasn't enough). Of course not! :D So, probably, come back, and have your own LOVEDRUNK/BoysLikeGirls concert! A concert, where, us, your fans, get to hear all your songs, live :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, Martin! And send my regards to Paul;Bryan; John. As long, as all four of you are happy, i'll be happy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love all four of you! BoysLikeGirls, rock :D :D&lt;br /&gt;f.y.i; I'm happy to join your family :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 17px; "&gt;Wow, that was what I wrote for BLG last yr, left a comment @ martinsays.com, and I just thought of checking it out and trying to read what I wrote HAHAHA. interesting piece of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5935231712900096985?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5935231712900096985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5935231712900096985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5935231712900096985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5935231712900096985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/boys-like-girls.html' title='Boys Like Girls'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1078433095407412852</id><published>2010-12-13T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:06:55.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;What exactly is a broken heart? A broken heart is&lt;br /&gt;forcing yourself to hang up the phone after you&lt;br /&gt;have dialed the first three digits to his phone&lt;br /&gt;number. A broken heart is the cold, chattering&lt;br /&gt;feeling you receive when you hear his name. A&lt;br /&gt;broken heart is when you're crying yourself to&lt;br /&gt;sleep every night and yet crying more and more&lt;br /&gt;each morning. A broken heart is glancing at the&lt;br /&gt;pictures of the two of you, and then quickly&lt;br /&gt;turning your attention to something else to avoid&lt;br /&gt;your tears. A broken heart is screaming and&lt;br /&gt;begging for a second chance inside, but not being&lt;br /&gt;able to say it out loud. A broken heart is the&lt;br /&gt;emptiness and heart wrenching feeling you&lt;br /&gt;encounter when you see him with other girls.&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart is knowing that no matter what you&lt;br /&gt;do or say to yourself, you cant fool your heart&lt;br /&gt;into believing that you will in fact be "okay." A&lt;br /&gt;broken heart is listening to that one song that&lt;br /&gt;makes you break down, on repeat. A broken heart&lt;br /&gt;is when you go from smiling uncontrollably every&lt;br /&gt;time you saw him to quiet tears every time&lt;br /&gt;someone mentions his name. A broken heart is when&lt;br /&gt;you try to avoid him but end up going out of your&lt;br /&gt;way just to get a glimpse of him. A broken heart&lt;br /&gt;is when you know you've been hurt, but have no&lt;br /&gt;idea how to fix it. A broken heart is when you&lt;br /&gt;finally realize that he's everything you need...&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time realize he's the one thing&lt;br /&gt;you can never have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;credit: @teensinlove (twitter) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1078433095407412852?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1078433095407412852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1078433095407412852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1078433095407412852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1078433095407412852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/broken-heart.html' title='Broken heart.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2153950129042214826</id><published>2010-12-09T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:16:59.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, the world doesn&amp;#39;t revolve around you, truthfully. And soon, you&amp;#39;ll find out that the real world is cruel. But no worries for you, cause by being what you&amp;#39;re good at, you won&amp;#39;t even have any slight trouble. &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2153950129042214826?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2153950129042214826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2153950129042214826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2153950129042214826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2153950129042214826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-know-world-doesn-revolve-around-you.html' title=''/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1874977434294452729</id><published>2010-12-08T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:55:29.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're only going to,</title><content type='html'>Break my heart.&lt;p&gt;You know, I&amp;#39;m kinda really tired trying to keep up with you. The truth is I can&amp;#39;t anymore. I&amp;#39;ve been feeling down for almost a week, and I&amp;#39;m pretty sure it has something to do with you, but I&amp;#39;m not sure what&amp;#39;s that. Whatever it is, it sure is bringing me down. You know I really really like you boy. But I&amp;#39;m just missing those happier times before, when nothing happened you know? You&amp;#39;re great and all, but maybe it&amp;#39;s me. I think it&amp;#39;s me. Now that I&amp;#39;ve fallen for you so much harder, I&amp;#39;m starting to be my old self. I&amp;#39;m starting to crave more, and I hate myself for that. I told myself that I&amp;#39;ll change for you. I am trying to, you know. If this was how I was back then, I would have probably been worse, like ten times worse. And now, I&amp;#39;ve been trying to hold up, but now I can&amp;#39;t. Not anymore. It&amp;#39;s so hard. I knew I can&amp;#39;t deal with all this. Maybe now it&amp;#39;s not the right timing. I&amp;#39;m pretty sure it isn&amp;#39;t. &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1874977434294452729?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1874977434294452729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1874977434294452729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1874977434294452729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1874977434294452729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/youre-only-going-to.html' title='You&apos;re only going to,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1356112125292249772</id><published>2010-12-06T23:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:50:10.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wont you come and,</title><content type='html'>raise your glass? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life. It's been long since I've actually talked about my life. Well, life has been pretty fair to me. Obviously, with all the ups and downs, there's nothing much I can do about it. Within this whole year, I've learned alot. I've learned that people are very realistic and yet materialistic. I've lost my chances, twice, without knowing what I've done wrong. And, it's just because of people being judgemental. It's okay, I live and I learn. I still hold on to my principle, for now. It's okay if they do not take me and appreciate me for who I am. I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are so many people knowing my childhood name, and honestly, I hate people calling me that. As in, I get irritated. If you consider yourself, my family/boyfriend/best friends, I kinda don't mind, but don't simply call me, by that name. I hate it. If you want me to love you more than just a normal friend, call me Shan :) Just Shan. I'll love you. I love it when people call me Shan. It makes me feel like I'm close to that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;will you cry, knowing that i'm gone?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1356112125292249772?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1356112125292249772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1356112125292249772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1356112125292249772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1356112125292249772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/wont-you-come-and.html' title='Wont you come and,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2446686719214743826</id><published>2010-12-04T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:44:31.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget you,</title><content type='html'>and forget her too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so this PMS thing is really getting into me. I've been having crazy mood swings these days. Whoever who pisses me or upsets me, i'll go crazy. Well, today I haven't been smiling nor laughing alot. And yesterday's dream was just.. weird. Very weird. It kind of upsets me in a way, but leaves me a deep connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, i'm tearing over something. I'm sure someone will know why. But oh well, I'm feeling so emotional now. And i really don't like not smiling. I think now's the 3rd time i'm crying today. AHHA, i feel so stupid, really. I've so much to say, but i really don't know how to put it into words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You. Thanks for everything. I don't care what other people tells me, or you, we'll still be close as ever k? Nothing's g&lt;/i&gt;o&lt;i&gt;ing to break us apart. I'll annoy you as much as you want. And please, there are lots more days for you. Don't say as if we're never gonna see each other anymore, cause that's aint happening till the next 70 years okay? And i know, you're a very sincere, true and good friend :D someday, you're gonna find someone who deserves you, and somehow you'll lead a happy life, filled with happiness and your little toys accompanying you :DDD &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2446686719214743826?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2446686719214743826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2446686719214743826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2446686719214743826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2446686719214743826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/forget-you.html' title='Forget you,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4105002076040866362</id><published>2010-12-01T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:17:42.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey boy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I really wanna be with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SO.. I'm sixteen! :) Like.. zz. finally! But on my birthday, i didn't feel anything special ._. However, I did have a memorable sweet sixteen! Will blog about it, when I have transferred all my pictures :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why are you still in delusion, dear? He clearly have left you for someone else. Why are you putting yourself down for something/someone which/whom might not even come back anymore? It hurts me to see you devastated. As much as I really want to shout at you to fucking get over him, I can't. Cause I get how you feel. I so do. All you ever need, is time. As time passes by, you'll heal, and learn from it. It's obviously his loss, but it could be your fault too. I just hope you'll learn from your mistakes, and promise me that you'll change. It worries me to see you like this. I'm praying for you, hoping that you'll get over him/it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4105002076040866362?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4105002076040866362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4105002076040866362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4105002076040866362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4105002076040866362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/12/hey-boy.html' title='Hey boy,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1280200709834332325</id><published>2010-11-07T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T12:04:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Opened my mind to things I've never seen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm currently blogging on my iPod. Why? I have no idea HAHA I just woke up and I checked my facebook. Apparently, JIMMY still reads my blog :p HAIIIIII JIMMM!! *waves* (I know you'll be reading this soon.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I was reading back my previous posts. Wow, this whole year I did change alot. as in ALOT. not just physically but mentally too. I guess I've grown a little more matured, though I'm still quite childish. I'm not that naive as I used to be. I found my courage and guts to do what I love to do. Most importantly, I managed to get over the guy who i was talking about last year and found myself a new guy? HAHAHA well hopefully I wouldn't be flooding this blog with any other emo posts about any guys.. hmm, not now I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;Four days of holidays have been great. First 2 days spent it mostly with shaza&amp;amp;mayyin :) went to pyramid on thurs along with Claire. We watched YouAgain! Ah that was just hilarious. :DD and the next day, went over to shaza's crib for BBQ NIGHT!!! I had lots of fun, really!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ok, I don't even know why I'm blogging for. I don't even know why I'm even awake HAHAHA so odd of me ._. well maybe I should watch my tvb dramas :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1280200709834332325?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1280200709834332325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1280200709834332325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1280200709834332325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1280200709834332325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/you_07.html' title='You,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2810656713446688564</id><published>2010-11-04T22:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:58:44.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, you're a firework</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Show 'em what you worth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finals are over. Yes, may i repeat, FINALS ARE OVER. Can you believe it? Time passes so heck fast, that i've just successfully gone through Form 4, just like that. Well, since I do not blog anymore about my daily life, so I should totally talk about all the things i've learnt or changed. First of all, I had a haircut around 2 months back? And it made me look like a six years old. Yeap. Bangs, and short hair. It was a decision which I thought I would never make, since I used to have that hairstyle when I was six. But I was persuaded by MichaelPoh, and I totally decided to screw it and just go for it. So i went for it, and I hate my hair now. I can't wait till it's longer, I swear. I need my hair to be long for PROM. I guess I can never make it now. My hair is freaking retarded now, k thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this whole 11 months, I've met new great friends, and lost a few buddies who used to be close to me. I've fallen in and out of love, and finally i've overcame what I've been afraid of for a year. I've gotten my courage and guts to do what I love to do. I've learnt more about the real world, and tried my best to work for my dreams. I've also gotten closer to my classmates. Yeah, that's pretty much about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read back my previous posts, and it made me think back of Concert Night. Yeah, how much i miss SRIKL concert night, and those practices we had. "Voices" had made me strong. They were the ones who made me believe in myself. We created a bond within us, all thanks to Ms.Charlene. And now, we lost it. It's quite a bummer. But well, nothing much we can do. At least what we had was lovely, and we are able to call it our memories :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm done, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2810656713446688564?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2810656713446688564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2810656713446688564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2810656713446688564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2810656713446688564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-youre-firework.html' title='Baby, you&apos;re a firework'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-741744700260508320</id><published>2010-07-22T22:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:51:06.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter in you..</title><content type='html'>Oh god, i just realized i've ditched my blog, completely. IT'S NOW.. DEAD. but, i'm here to make it alive again i guess. So i've read my previous post, which was about my DEAD ITOUCH T_T yes, indeed, tragic. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT GUESS WHAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my adorable, super amazing, lovely, handsome yet loving brother, BOUGHT ME A NEW ITOUCH :) like seriously. He went to Singapore like a week after the holidays. And when he was still in Singapore, he called me one day, and asked me, to check out the current price of the iTouch, in Malaysia. So, i did, and both of us found out that the price in Singapore, is actually way cheaper! Hence, he bought me a new iTouch! :D 3rd generation, and 32gb! GOSH. so much better than my died iTouch. Well, it's not that i have forgotten about it, but seriously, it died.. and my dad tried to send it to be fixed, but the price for it to be fixed, it's more expensive than buying a new iTouch. So yeah! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, my life this year, has been going on great! :) Despite all the dramas, I had so much fun! SRIKL 2010 concert night, just ended like a week ago! Ohmygod. I miss concert rehearsals so much! I miss all the members of "Voices"! I miss all the times when we would just laugh and laugh like nobody's business, those times we'll sing any song we love, and those times we just play TAP TAP! WOOOO. Gosh, those times spent with "Voices", has been the best, and i'll never ever forget it in my whole life. And, Ms.Charlene, who has spent so much effort on us! Sadly, she's going to leave for UK to do her masters. sigh. I lovelovelove all of them !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class has been going on great lately too! Classmates are so awesomeeee! I love the guys, ohmygod. Shaza, Clarence, Edward, Tak-Joon, Bee, KienSern, KenShen, Alvin, Sean + the list goes on, have been there for me like, always. And they never failed to cheer me up :) After performing for the concert, they actually praised me! Felt so touched ;'). and Tak-Joon actually called me right after concert ended, and told me I've put on a great show! Gosh. so awesomeeee! And everyday in class, I've been laughing like mad and as if i was crazy. Pure madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'm loving my life, although I've been quite upset recently. But, screw it. I'm gonna live my life, the way i want it to be. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-741744700260508320?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/741744700260508320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=741744700260508320' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/741744700260508320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/741744700260508320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/07/bitter-in-you.html' title='Bitter in you..'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-9010944290782028781</id><published>2010-06-20T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:49:06.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy.</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Pangkor! Though the trip was fun, but something really sad happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic post, ahead. So beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTICE THE NEXT LINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY ITOUCH, DIED. AS IN, NOT DIED CAUSE OF NO BATTERY, BUT DIED, AS IN CAN'T WORK ANYMORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that explains all. It happened like yesterday. I was pretty much PMS-ing already, and when i found out that my iTouch died, i became worse. I couldn't stop whining, practically I was whining like a bitch. Annoyed my sister like a total kesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really really REALLY REALLY REALLY sad when I tried to switch on my iTouch, but it didn't. I felt really really bad, and sorry at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I did not buy the iTouch. I know it don't belong to me. No, if you're thinking that I stole it, I did not. I got it from someone. But once i got it, I tried my best to protect it with much care and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the feeling of losing it, is like losing a baby, which i've put so much effort to make it grow perfectly. Although it doesn't have to grow, but yea you get me. My pictures, videos, and songs are gone! G-O-N-E. I bet you're going to say "Oh please yokeshan, your songs are from your itunes! ", WELL YOU'RE WRONG. I have LOTSA songs all from the previous itunes i used to have. Cause my brother took his computer to reformat, and i lost all the songs. But thank god, my itouch still has it! Now that it's died, i lost ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the videos i took days to download! ALL MY SNSD; SUPERJUNIOR; JAYCHOU;BOYSLIKEGIRLS VIDEOS ARE GONE. OMG T__________________T and and, MY GAMES. FUCK. MY GAMES. I HAVE THOUSANDS APPS ON THE ITOUCH. I TOOK SO MUCH EFFORT TO DOWNLOAD, ANDNMAKE IT SYNCHRONIZE. NOW IT'S GONE. IT'S LIKE DUMPING MY WHOLE EFFORT TO THE SEA T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHH. My itouch is currently undergoing a survival therapy, by being buried in a bucket filled with rice! HOPEFULLY IT SURVIVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-9010944290782028781?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/9010944290782028781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=9010944290782028781' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/9010944290782028781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/9010944290782028781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6530199470836361251</id><published>2010-06-15T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:14:09.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sony Music Malaysia Facebook Page :)?</title><content type='html'>I'm a fan of music, are you? I'm a huge fan of BoysLikeGirls, RIGHT. I listen to songs everyday, and same goes to you. It doesn't even matter where you are, you'll be listening to songs. You can be listening to songs sung by Beyonce, Britney Spears, Chris Daughtry, Michael Jackson, or even our local artist, Jaclyn Victor. It can be songs sung by any artist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you might already know, at the beginning of this year, I had been given an extra opportunity to meet Boys Like Girls again, thanks to Sony Music Malaysia. I felt really lucky, and I still do not know how to thank them, and of course Kel Li :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TBegwS5gZxI/AAAAAAAACHw/NcrvNZCakgM/s1600/19139_317648696958_273893046958_4712412_2516863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027822914070290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TBegwS5gZxI/AAAAAAAACHw/NcrvNZCakgM/s200/19139_317648696958_273893046958_4712412_2516863_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo courtesy of Sony Music Malaysia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now, in return, I'm here to blog about Sony Music Malaysia! :DD Who has not heard of Sony Music? Come on, it's international. Sony Music Malaysia has been giving alot of freebies and merchandices through twitter, and now that they have a facebook fan page, YOU CAN JUST HOP ON TO THEIR FAN PAGE, AND WIN MORE FREEBIES :DD But of course, in order to win, You'll have to join some exciting games and quizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sony Music Malaysia Facebook page, gives weekly prizes like CDs, movie tickets, showcase passes, and even Meet&amp;amp;Greet passes!! Óh, not forgetting merchandices too! and now, they're giving you a chance to win 2CDs free, of your own choice, with just a simply, tiny-weeny request :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The request, is by far easy.First of all, you have to be a fan of SonyMusic MY FB page. Then, You, have to blog about Sony Music Malaysia Facebook Page. Once you're done, holla to &lt;a href="http://jenkinyat.com/2010/06/15/sony-music-facebook-page/"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt;. Just when you're in that blog post, leave your blog link and a valid email, as a comment, so that SonyMusicMalaysia will be able to contact you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've done my part, to win em CDs, IS YOUR TURN NOW! GO GO GO, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SONYMUSICMALAYSIAFANPAGE : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/sonymusicmy"&gt;www.facebook.com/sonymusicmy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6530199470836361251?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6530199470836361251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6530199470836361251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6530199470836361251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6530199470836361251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/sony-music-malaysia-facebook-page.html' title='Sony Music Malaysia Facebook Page :)?'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/TBegwS5gZxI/AAAAAAAACHw/NcrvNZCakgM/s72-c/19139_317648696958_273893046958_4712412_2516863_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1630355520535550198</id><published>2010-06-06T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:15:15.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm blogging right now, because i've noone to talk to. Crying to myself, wouldn't help. I know i need to let it out, so, i guess my blog's my current best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disappointed in you. It's like, I don't even know you anymore. You used to be the only one for me, through my deepest and darkest times. You'd be there for me, I remember. But now, it seems like you don't need me anymore. I feel so useless, as one for you. I feel as though I wasn't there for you, when you were sad, and now, someone is replacing me. Eventhough how much I want to be there for you, to hear you out, now i know that he does it better than I do. Whatever it is, I'll always love you, more than he does, more than anyone does, forever and always. You've hurt me so deep, that I don't even know how to face you anymore. But, i will always love you, be there for you whenever you need me, and care about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1630355520535550198?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1630355520535550198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1630355520535550198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1630355520535550198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1630355520535550198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-8044647375038506069</id><published>2010-03-17T21:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:36:50.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You seem like the type,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to love em and leave em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla everybody. I know it's been ages since I last blogged. Sorrrrrryyy everyone! Have been really busy with exams for the past month, and so on. I also did lose some interest on blogging, honestly :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S6InXBJG2SI/AAAAAAAACHo/EiSg6w5MepE/s1600-h/shan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S6InXBJG2SI/AAAAAAAACHo/EiSg6w5MepE/s320/shan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449961775468828962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;p.s: i miss my long hair :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ChineseNewYear was ze' bomb. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Been to a few parties, and sleptover at Mayyin's&amp;amp;Shaza's! &lt;/span&gt;Then it was exams. Exams were tragic. I did badly. I was fairly distracted, and barely even studied. Gosh, I know I could've done better than that. No point crying over spilt milk now, so I'm gonna work harder for the next exam! :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yeah, that's what i say right now. ._.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shall blog about my HOLIDAYS RIGHT NOW! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On Saturday, 13/03/10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had cheer in the morning, till 11 something.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Big thank you to KienSern&amp;amp;KaiShin for being sweet people to tapao food for me, and ze' red babes :DD&lt;/span&gt; Waited for Claire&amp;amp;Mayyin to finish cheer by 12. Off we went back to Mayyin's crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chilled, and changed into our swimwear. Then waited for Shaowei, to come over! She's back in Malaysia, for a week! Around 2, we went over to Mayyin's apartment, HijauanKiara, Mont Kiara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs435.ash1/24038_10150128595225144_743230143_11300678_2658428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs435.ash1/24038_10150128595225144_743230143_11300678_2658428_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Claire&amp;amp;Swei saw the swimming pool, without hesitating, they straight away went in the pool. HAHAHAHA. same for me too :) BrandonChew and Derrick came a little bit later. All of them joined us in the pool. Around 4 something, it rained, suddenly! We panicked, and quickly got out off the pool. Dried ourselves, chilled abit and ordered pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358195678439_563693439_3652470_7138478_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358195678439_563693439_3652470_7138478_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teh swei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358195703439_563693439_3652471_6480473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358195703439_563693439_3652471_6480473_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ohemgeeee. the flash is so bright T_T"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358195778439_563693439_3652475_5599303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358195778439_563693439_3652475_5599303_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our attempt to dance GEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358195793439_563693439_3652476_3950201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 418px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358195793439_563693439_3652476_3950201_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which obviously became an EpicFailure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358195978439_563693439_3652490_5126647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358195978439_563693439_3652490_5126647_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My closest friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one of us came up with a stupid idea, which is to go to Solaris, MontKiara.All of us agreed to go to Solaris, since some of us have not been there. Went up to Mayyin's apartment. HAHAHAHAHA, on the way up, her father encountered something, and it was damn hilarious! We got our belongings, and off we went over to Solaris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we walked out of the apartment. We didn't know where to go, but thank god, Derrick knew the way. We walked over to MontKiaraPlaza, and rested for a while, as Derrick calls it. He told us it was damn far, and even further than CrossCountry. So, we took a rest at McD. We finally decided, to just sit a cab to Solaris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196103439_563693439_3652499_2625957_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196103439_563693439_3652499_2625957_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling @ McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358196133439_563693439_3652501_6495417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 419px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358196133439_563693439_3652501_6495417_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaowei SS with her sundaecorn. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys managed to hail 2 cabs for us, and off we went to Solaris. Hell, if we were to walk, it'd took us 1 hour, no joke. Thank god, we were smart enough to sit cab :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we reached, we went over to ColdStorage, because Derrick was hunting for chips ._. HAHAHA. Camwhored alot. Then, we walked around, to find for a place to eat. We managed to settle down, after a long walking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let the pictures do the talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196183439_563693439_3652505_3088224_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 419px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196183439_563693439_3652505_3088224_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandonchew and i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196193439_563693439_3652506_5458988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 419px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196193439_563693439_3652506_5458988_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oh-so-sweet coupleeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358196383439_563693439_3652521_7947130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358196383439_563693439_3652521_7947130_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up up, we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196323439_563693439_3652517_5967541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196323439_563693439_3652517_5967541_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with ze' girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358196318439_563693439_3652516_2137376_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 420px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs474.ash1/26010_358196318439_563693439_3652516_2137376_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358196408439_563693439_3652523_3692742_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 279px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs474.snc3/26010_358196408439_563693439_3652523_3692742_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196733439_563693439_3652545_2875538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs454.snc3/26010_358196733439_563693439_3652545_2875538_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it was a memorable yet fun outing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we seldom do this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;in fact, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WE SHOULD DO THIS MORE OFTEN :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  text-align: left;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;for more pictures:&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?id=563693439&amp;amp;aid=154179&amp;amp;s=0&amp;amp;hash=4e9862fa53ac6fb8a1edfbb44a5bacad"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?id=563693439&amp;amp;aid=154179&amp;amp;s=0&amp;amp;hash=4e9862fa53ac6fb8a1edfbb44a5bacad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;next post: Sleepover @ mayyin's&amp;amp;AliceInTheWonderland./PinkGagaFest @ JH's&amp;amp;sleepover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   text-align: left;font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-8044647375038506069?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8044647375038506069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=8044647375038506069' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8044647375038506069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8044647375038506069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-seem-like-type.html' title='You seem like the type,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S6InXBJG2SI/AAAAAAAACHo/EiSg6w5MepE/s72-c/shan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6793173370434790947</id><published>2010-02-08T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:12:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you help someone,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if you have the ability to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lizzie Radcliffe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(okay no, that's not her real surname :p Her surname is meant for me to know, and for you to find out)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18678_331562573297_803233297_4897574_5342650_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs139.snc3/18678_331562573297_803233297_4897574_5342650_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this lucky girl who got uncountable hugs from Bryan :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm here to blog about her :)&lt;em&gt; For what reason? I've no idea.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;But there's just something special between her and i, which we can never explain. Áll i can say was, we're meant to be and fated to be friends. I still remember the day where she randomly twit-ed me, and the next day, we're already meeting each other! HAHAH we definitely have one thing in common, is, BoysLikeGirls means the whole world to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I might not know her personally, i might not see her every single day, I might not know so much about her or what not, and even though the only topic we always talk about is BoysLikeGirls, at least i know, that she'll be there for me, to make my problems go away! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;She's really nice, and sweet. Just like a sister to me! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We've gone through so many things together! We stayed determined together, we shared our joy together, we hid our laughters together, and the most important thing is, we made both of our dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; I have to thank her, in every single way, for making my dreams come true. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have got what i wanted, during the NokiaLaunchingParty. It still feels like a dream to me, and everything I've ever wished for, happened all in a single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she just told me that she's done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the craziest thing in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When she told me that, I stoned. &lt;em&gt;What other crazy things can she do, other than stalking BLG with me!! :P HAHAH.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, it came to my surprise that she actually gave away her KrisAllen showcase tickets, to a complete stranger!&lt;/span&gt; The first thing which came into my mind was, &lt;em&gt;"AWW, OMG that's so sweet of you :) "&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She kept asking me if she was doing the right thing. Hell yeah babe, if i were you, i'd absolutely do the same thing too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was telling her, how grateful both of us should be, and how lucky we were to actually meet BLG up close and personal. Since she could make a stranger's dreams come true, as the only thing that stranger wanted was to watch KrisAllen live, and since Lizzie could do it, why not right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;If i was Lizzie, I would give that stranger, the tickets without hesitating. I mean, there are so many friends of mine, who made my dreams come true, so i think, it's actually time for me to make other dream's come true :) the same concept, to Lizzie. Yeah, she gave away the tickets in the end. What can I say? I'm absolutely proud of her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I told her that she's courteous :p HAHAHA, relating her story, to the BM essay i just wrote last week. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OH YEAH LIZZIE! if you're reading this, i just wanna say, THANK YOU SO MUCH, FOR EVERYTHING!!!! seriously, EVERYTHING! sorry that you had to tolerate with me at times, and im so sorry if i've annoyed you or pissed you off :( you know that i love you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s:// read her blog about her BRYAN DREAMS! :D &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/20class=" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#da9935;"&gt;www.donahuelizabethr.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Signing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HWWWSSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6793173370434790947?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6793173370434790947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6793173370434790947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6793173370434790947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6793173370434790947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/would-you-help-someone.html' title='Would you help someone,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-8266398455026065570</id><published>2010-02-06T21:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:55:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to be lovedrunk,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;but now i'm hungover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8VOyg0I/AAAAAAAACFo/GtVweBD9FME/s1600-h/DSC06286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159691471782722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8VOyg0I/AAAAAAAACFo/GtVweBD9FME/s320/DSC06286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's February. Sorry for the lack of updates for the past whole month. January was one of my ever best January I ever had, though it was a hectic/stress month, but, i had the best fun, that I could ever have in a one whole month :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nokia X6 Launching Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(yes, BOYSLIKEGIRLS were the headline for it :D)&lt;/span&gt;. As you can see in my previous post &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(Jan19),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;I was dying to win tickets to meet BoysLikeGirls, through Hitz.Fm. Sad to say, I failed to. I actually used 3 phones to text in alright! I was so devastated when I found out I couldn't win... I really gave up :( I tried to soothe myself, by saying that &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" Ah... they'll come back.. one day. And i'll wait :("&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;But on Jan23, medias started announcing that it'll be free admission to Nokia X6 Launching Party! I was so so so happy yet excited to hear that. I quickly called up my BLGbabes, and some of my friends to tell them the good news :) Yes, I needed to share my joy. HAHAHHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But then, some of them didn't really want to go, cause they think it'll be dangerous, etc to go to a place, which will be crowded :X I was really disappointed to hear that, but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the moment when I was kinda upset. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;I told Lizzie, that i wanted to go so badly, but I've no one to accompany me. :( But, she came up with an idea, or should i say a favour :) WHICH WAS THE BEST FAVOUR! Thanks to her, really. She helped me with so many things, just for me to go! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,0)"&gt;On 26Jan, @SonyMusicMY posted a tweet on Twitter, saying that they're giving out BLG M&amp;amp;G passes! Anis told me bout it, and i quickly joined it! In order to win a pair of passes, we've to subscribe TwoIsBetterThanOne as our handphone's caller ringtones. Then we had to message @SonyMusicMy on twitter, our name &amp;amp; hp number. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;That night, Lizzie told me a good news, and we ended up talking about winning the M&amp;amp;G passes, which obviously, we were just fooling around. &lt;/span&gt;She even said, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;" if one of us win the tickets, we really have to buy a lottery ticket okay! Out of a thousand fans, and you're chosen, it must really be your lucky day".&lt;/span&gt; Yeap, they'll only selected 5 lucky winners and it's at random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, SONYMUSICMY called me! Obviously I was waiting, wanting, hoping for @SonyMusicMy to call me right, so i was so so excited bout the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Me:Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Sony: I am calling you about the BoysLikeGirls Meet And Greet passes, and you won a pair of passes for you and our friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Me: *screams like some sampat* OMG OMG OMG. I WONNNNN! *AHHHHHH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;I was shouting and crying along with Shaza;Alia;Danielle;Sheena!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. I was damn happy, like DAMN DAMN DAMN HAPPY. The feeling was even way better than getting 7A's, okay!! &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Then when I was on the way home, Lizzie told me that she knew I won, cause @SonyMusicMy tweeted bout it :) HEHEHEH. I was happier when I heard that other BLGfans i know, won too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 29Jan, the big big day :D :D HEHEHE. For the whole day, I was so damn heck excited. I even told Mr.Tana that I was gonna meet my boyfriend! AHHAHAH. and he believed.. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mr.Tana: You got boyfriend adi ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Me: Yeahh.. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mr.Tana: How old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Me: 22 this year :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mr.Tana: Wahh. Used to be in Srikl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Me: NOLAH TEACHER. AHHAHA I WAS JUST JOKING. He's a guy from a music band :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;After cheer, I followed JoonMeng's car to BukitKiara. Was caught in a massive jam :( Reached there late. Had to meet up with Lizzie then. Sorry babe i was late :( :( And yes, JoonMeng, sorry that i FFK-ed you okay :( Spent the whole evening with Lizzie and one of her friend :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8vb1lXI/AAAAAAAACFw/AzIdztIIL9E/s1600-h/DSC06292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159698505831794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8vb1lXI/AAAAAAAACFw/AzIdztIIL9E/s320/DSC06292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul&amp;amp;John during PressConference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q9OIj_8I/AAAAAAAACF4/Sfu77l8FSWY/s1600-h/DSC06293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159706746486722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q9OIj_8I/AAAAAAAACF4/Sfu77l8FSWY/s320/DSC06293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoysLikeGirls during PressCon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SXKlRL6I/AAAAAAAACGA/KGr9X0nyp10/s1600-h/DSC06299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435161251981373346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SXKlRL6I/AAAAAAAACGA/KGr9X0nyp10/s320/DSC06299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BoysLikeGirls with their X6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt;Around 8pm, went into BukitKiaraIndoorArena to check out the stage and everything. Heck, one word, it was awesomeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Then after that, it was time to meet with the Sonypeople for the M&amp;amp;G :) Met with other M&amp;amp;G winners at the main gate :D Was waiting with Maryam, Lizzie&amp;amp;Amira. Then, the sony people came, and gave us a short brief :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt;We had to walk over to this place.. and wait for BoysLikeGirls. I don't know what do you call that. It's like a room upstairs, and we have to walk up :) Waited for like 30 minutes? Our batch was the first to meet the boys :D :D When the Sony people gave the cue for us to go in, ohmygod. I was like... so damn mother effing excited yet nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;I saw the boys, and first I said HI to was JohnKeefe&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(drummer)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D :D &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Then I quickly went over to PaulDigiovanni&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(my love of my lifeee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Me: HI PAUL!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Paul: HI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Me: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Paul: Aw, thank you. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Then I stood next to him, and his hand was on my shoulder... omg, I could die.. literally. I was like.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;*stoned......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt; And we were getting ready to take a picture. Then suddenly, people started to stand right infront of me, I didn't know who was it :( But i was so sad. Knowing that I'm short... and of course I won't be seen in the picture right! So i said&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; " Ohmygod. Damn. I'm short, and I cant be seen.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt; The next thing i knew was, MARTIN PULLED ME CLOSER TO HIM, so that I could be seen! OMGGGG. I was so damn mothereffing happy can?! :D :D After snapping the pictures, I quickly hugged him and said thank you! Then went over to Bryan, and greeted him, and asked for a hug :) Wanted to hug John, but time was running out :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked down the stairs, squealed, and was so star strucked T_T Was so happy for Lizzie too :) Her BRYAN dreams came true! HEHEH. Then after that, we went in the arena, and watched the performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;I managed to watch a local band, and then was Khalil Fong :) I kinda enjoyed Khalil's performance, as I know a few songs from him. But he's ended quite fast. &lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;HEN THEN. OHMYGOD. IT WAS BOYSFUCKINGLIKEGIRLS! I quickly went and take my spot, standing at the front, in between of Paul&amp;amp;Martin! :) Then waited for like 15 mins, and THEY APPEARED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Started off with I Gotta Feeling, remix-ed with LOVEDRUNK! FUCKING AWESOME :) My camera had to die on me, at the beginning of LoveDrunk. DAMN FML! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;There was this Malay boy, who suddenly pushed me just to take a picture of Paul. WHATTHEFUCK. I was fucking pissed okay. HELLO, you don't have to push me!!! You can just ask okay! But he left, HMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Songs they played:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1. I Gotta Feeling  2. Love Drunk  3. Five Minutes to Midnight  4. She’s Got A Boyfriend Now  5. Hero Heroine  6. Two is Better than One  7. Heart Heart Heartbreak  8. Heels Over Head  9. Thunder  10. The Great Escape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Oh, I swear to god that MartinJohnson pointed at me okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt; *that's what i hope :( BUT LET ME SYOK SENDIRI CAN?! * :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt; and and, I CAUGHT HIS PICK!!! NGEHEHEHHEHE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,153,153)"&gt;There's this old uncle cameraman who stands right infront of me, and blocked my whole view wtf! And then when i tapped his shoulder and ask him to pick up the pick for me, HE REFUSED TO WTF. he showed me the&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; " what's your fucking problem look!"&lt;/span&gt; I was like&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; " OMG. I SO GOD DAMN NEED THAT PICK. I CAN'T WATCH THAT PICK FLY AWAY FROM ME!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Then there was this youngman who looked at me, so i quickly pointed at the pick! And at first he was thinking what was that, but then he saw the pick! So he picked it up and gave it to me! :) I have to say, I love love love him :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop shouting all of their name! AHAHAH. I think i annoyed all the people beside me :P But, oh well, whatever!&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt; After the concert, Lizzie claimed that she lost Bryan's pick, and she panicked!! She just dumped the small little pick, into her BIG BAG, filled with, everything :P Then we went into her friend's car, and searched for it. She couldn't search for it ._. But when I searched for it, I FOUND IT! Her friend and i was stoning at her!! &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;0_0 &lt;&lt;&lt;&gt; Then her friend fetched me home :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thanks Lizzie for spending the whole evening&amp;amp;night with me :D She's like an older sister to me! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;THANK YOU TO SONYMUSIC for giving me the M&amp;amp;G passes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;Thank you to NOKIAMUSICMY, for inviting BOYSLIKEGIRLS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Last but not least, THANK YOU BOYSLIKEGIRLS, for that awesome show! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sorry if i was being a bitch on that day, but i had to :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MXRgrt6I/AAAAAAAACEI/ugasVp4XCpo/s1600-h/DSC06307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435154656771422114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MXRgrt6I/AAAAAAAACEI/ugasVp4XCpo/s320/DSC06307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stage :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MXzRZ40I/AAAAAAAACEY/w7Z5EfkI8Zg/s1600-h/DSC06308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435154665834144578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MXzRZ40I/AAAAAAAACEY/w7Z5EfkI8Zg/s320/DSC06308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie&amp;amp;her awesome shirt! Me love her&amp;amp;her shirt ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MXu0Gf2I/AAAAAAAACEQ/BM7Ht5Z-Sds/s1600-h/DSC06309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435154664637497186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MXu0Gf2I/AAAAAAAACEQ/BM7Ht5Z-Sds/s320/DSC06309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryam&amp;amp;I :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MYAvL4KI/AAAAAAAACEg/KnDZ6_UkGJg/s1600-h/DSC06310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435154669448716450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MYAvL4KI/AAAAAAAACEg/KnDZ6_UkGJg/s320/DSC06310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MYbs4oDI/AAAAAAAACEo/zUwGBedysHs/s1600-h/DSC06311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435154676686823474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22MYbs4oDI/AAAAAAAACEo/zUwGBedysHs/s320/DSC06311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NVchYdTI/AAAAAAAACEw/xY_KzLek4fw/s1600-h/DSC06315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435155724879033650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NVchYdTI/AAAAAAAACEw/xY_KzLek4fw/s320/DSC06315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ Utt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NVpu6PQI/AAAAAAAACE4/0XgQXTj32bQ/s1600-h/DSC06319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435155728425434370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NVpu6PQI/AAAAAAAACE4/0XgQXTj32bQ/s320/DSC06319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khalil Fong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NWcmNT8I/AAAAAAAACFI/wuob_qLp0Xc/s1600-h/DSC06323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435155742079143874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NWcmNT8I/AAAAAAAACFI/wuob_qLp0Xc/s320/DSC06323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin making his grand entrance :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NWwAVrcI/AAAAAAAACFQ/E41EAo1e9Mo/s1600-h/DSC06324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435155747289017794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22NWwAVrcI/AAAAAAAACFQ/E41EAo1e9Mo/s320/DSC06324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MartinJohnson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q789CNpI/AAAAAAAACFY/sO5f8VWgon0/s1600-h/DSC06326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159684954863250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q789CNpI/AAAAAAAACFY/sO5f8VWgon0/s320/DSC06326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin&amp;Paul; LOVEDRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8MVAfNI/AAAAAAAACFg/aF2TqaITh2w/s1600-h/DSC06330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435159689081945298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8MVAfNI/AAAAAAAACFg/aF2TqaITh2w/s320/DSC06330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BryanDonahue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SXiYacMI/AAAAAAAACGQ/EZpGoiKahSs/s1600-h/100129_220623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435161258369904834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SXiYacMI/AAAAAAAACGQ/EZpGoiKahSs/s320/100129_220623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BOYFRIEND :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SX6-qKFI/AAAAAAAACGY/BfGoaWsXvRg/s1600-h/100129_221804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435161264972769362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SX6-qKFI/AAAAAAAACGY/BfGoaWsXvRg/s320/100129_221804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reasons, i love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SYEq-KaI/AAAAAAAACGg/eLUmpOFaiHc/s1600-h/100129_221923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435161267574548898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22SYEq-KaI/AAAAAAAACGg/eLUmpOFaiHc/s320/100129_221923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 is better than 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UCo2hQMI/AAAAAAAACGo/_C-JmwB5YxQ/s1600-h/100129_222015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435163098352795842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UCo2hQMI/AAAAAAAACGo/_C-JmwB5YxQ/s320/100129_222015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Martin's guitar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UDKhOT9I/AAAAAAAACGw/3WJ7HIZDyuI/s1600-h/100129_222129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435163107390279634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UDKhOT9I/AAAAAAAACGw/3WJ7HIZDyuI/s320/100129_222129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TAYLORSWIFT for the night. (idk her name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UDp7q70I/AAAAAAAACG4/RCkuYFbzAeU/s1600-h/100129_222927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435163115822706498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UDp7q70I/AAAAAAAACG4/RCkuYFbzAeU/s320/100129_222927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS PICTURE IS SICKKK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UD2WCQpI/AAAAAAAACHA/OloVgIXj1_8/s1600-h/100129_224038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435163119154512530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UD2WCQpI/AAAAAAAACHA/OloVgIXj1_8/s320/100129_224038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UEEgV-0I/AAAAAAAACHI/_QJ5xBAuIfw/s1600-h/100129_224408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435163122955844418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22UEEgV-0I/AAAAAAAACHI/_QJ5xBAuIfw/s320/100129_224408.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CROWDSURF BABYYYY ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_322960466958_273893046958_4736463_3632617_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 316px; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_322960466958_273893046958_4736463_3632617_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONY M&amp;amp;G winners with the boys! :) Incase you can't see my face, you can double-click to enlarge! Still can't find me? I'm next to Martin.. My head is just below his :P HEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_325992021958_273893046958_4746201_4620967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 470px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_325992021958_273893046958_4746201_4620967_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO'S THE MAN, HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_325992011958_273893046958_4746200_7859706_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 484px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_325992011958_273893046958_4746200_7859706_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN BEEFFFFFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_325992136958_273893046958_4746209_3250430_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_325992136958_273893046958_4746209_3250430_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.Dooey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22V9IlIiVI/AAAAAAAACHQ/6cLAlBU-sqo/s1600-h/100130_005915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435165202813847890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22V9IlIiVI/AAAAAAAACHQ/6cLAlBU-sqo/s320/100130_005915.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my precious pick ever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22V9LQiWnI/AAAAAAAACHY/VNZ53SKxBDY/s1600-h/100130_005951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435165203532765810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22V9LQiWnI/AAAAAAAACHY/VNZ53SKxBDY/s320/100130_005951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.Heart.This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_317648696958_273893046958_4712412_2516863_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs164.snc3/19139_317648696958_273893046958_4712412_2516863_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter winners who won a pair of BLG M&amp;amp;G passes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get any pictures of John that night, cause my phone couldn't zoom&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(suck, i know)&lt;/span&gt;, and as my camera already died :( BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs184.snc3/19139_325992116958_273893046958_4746207_6160317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs184.snc3/19139_325992116958_273893046958_4746207_6160317_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;the best night ever.&lt;br /&gt;one of my ever memorable event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;signing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;next post will be bout parties during Jan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-8266398455026065570?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8266398455026065570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=8266398455026065570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8266398455026065570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8266398455026065570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-used-to-be-lovedrunk.html' title='I used to be lovedrunk,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/S22Q8VOyg0I/AAAAAAAACFo/GtVweBD9FME/s72-c/DSC06286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7112577593931886604</id><published>2010-01-19T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:56:21.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;broke my heart for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating! Have been really busy last week. Filled with HWs, and all :( BOO. And I finally took the time to blog, cause I'm HW-less TODAY! yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd week of school was great.. sorta.. kinda... maybe. It was a week, packed with HWs, esp, with Add.Maths. It was a blardy killer. I couldn't get any single bit of it, and it was f*ing stressed. But, when i managed to solve one question of mine, I'M SO HAPPY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also nice, mixing around with the classmates :) Started to talk to Phangseng, Edward&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i call him, CULLEN, HAHAH, and he keeps calling me SIR, wtf._.),&lt;/span&gt; Seanooi, Kaishin, and practically, almost every boy in the class. :D Gonna bond more with the classmates, since we're gonna spend 2 years together right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! today was FUN! Okay, I think everyday's fun for me! HHAHA. I'm starting to love 4A! Not sure bout others, but im sure for myself! Had 2 periods of Chem&amp;amp;Bio today. The 2 losers (shaza&amp;amp;clarence) WERE LAUGHING AT ME, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i had chilli stuck on my teeth&lt;/span&gt; :( ISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. MY MOOD JUST GOT SPOILED. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN ANY OF YOU PLEASE HELP ME WIN TICKETS FOR BOYSLIKEGIRLS T_T PLEASE. I'M BEGGING YOU. THIS IS THE ONLY THING I'M ASKING FROM YOU, I'M BEGGING ON MY KNEES. I'M FUCKING SERIOUS T_T PLEASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7112577593931886604?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7112577593931886604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7112577593931886604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7112577593931886604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7112577593931886604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-love.html' title='My first love,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-73933785579994481</id><published>2010-01-09T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:42:02.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can go where ever you like.</title><content type='html'>Finally it's the end of FIRST WEEK OF SCHOOL :) Couldn't have been more excited. Practically I waited every single day for FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freezing in class for the first 2 periods :( It was raining/drizzling, and the air conditioner was blowing right at me. Yeah, you can imagine me shivering. Then I suggested to turn off the air cond, since mostly all of us were feeling cold. But, Mr.Perumal didn't agree to that. THANK GOD HE DIDN'T BRING HIS REMOTE :) Or else I would freeze TO DEATH. For English, we had to write an essay based on the topic, ABOUT ME. It's wasn't a really good topic to write on, as I was rushing, and I didn't really have much ideas. Sigh. Shaza had plenty! She can talk all day bout her cheesecake :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so stressed the whole day. Firstly, cause i forgotten to bring my Add.Maths book, and we had to hand it up :( I really wanted to kill myself. HOW COULD I POSSIBLY FORGET TO BRING MY BOOK. SIGH. Luckily Mr.Perumal forgave me! :D :D And then, so many weekend homeworks for me to do! I was also stressing cause I felt like I forgotten something, but till now I can't even remember, or have any clue bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch w/ the girls was goooood. Like.. REAL GOOD :) Hasn't been laughing that happily since school started. Love ze' girls! We were @ TheStreetCafe. &amp;amp; some stuffs happened, which was hilarious, YET EPIC. Couldn't stop laughing. HAAHAHAH. BABES, WE SO GOTTA DO THIS OFTEN! AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep soon!&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-73933785579994481?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/73933785579994481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=73933785579994481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/73933785579994481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/73933785579994481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-can-go-where-ever-you-life.html' title='You can go where ever you like.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2618898361343438036</id><published>2010-01-07T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:07:37.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can pop bottles all night :)</title><content type='html'>FOURTH DAY OF SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not bad actually. My class is much more of a class right now :) Guys are making noises, that's great. And, Pn.Zan actually said that our class are the noisest among all the f4 classes she teach -_- she teaches 4 Delta&amp;amp;4Gamma, btw. But, ohmygod. Alpha like that, is counted noisy? LOLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting to like my class now :D and my subject teachers are so lame! Esp. Mr.Tana! Ohmygod, HAHAHHA. He just makes us laugh :) &amp;amp; Mr.Perumal too! He keep saying that someone from our class tried to sabotage the lights, just cause we had a black out for a moment! LOL. Physics was good too. We laughed at Clarence, cause Ms.Chandini? used him as an example. HAHAHAHA, funny moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i overslept today :( thank god i wasn't late. But... OMG, i wore the wrong pair of socks to school. As in, one of my socks is Srikl, and another one is a normal black socks -_- Thank god noone noticed, or else I would be f*cking embarassed!! But couldn't blame me okay :( :( I was rushing, cause my transport was already waiting for me. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do hw now :)&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2618898361343438036?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2618898361343438036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2618898361343438036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2618898361343438036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2618898361343438036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-can-pop-bottles-all-night.html' title='We can pop bottles all night :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2469832639980519785</id><published>2010-01-06T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:21:03.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can have whatever you likeeeee.</title><content type='html'>3rd day of school wasn't as good as what I expected it to be. In the morning, I was so excited to go to school, seriously. But, things just let me down, one by one. I was fairly disappointed and sad when I got to know ShuWain is switching to Beta :( And, Ashiqa shifted to Gamma too. Justina wanting to switch class. Like really, is Alpha that bad? Is Alpha that bad, till you can't even survive? For me, I wouldn't mind staying in Alpha, really. Probably you'll say just because I've Shaza, well yeah, maybe thats true. But, I mean, you can always make new friends! Don't tell me, you really don't even know a single person in the class?! I know, it's gonna be a 2 years thing, so obviously you would choose a FUN class with all your close friends, and not a boring class with just yourself, being a loner right? But, as the school days pass, we'll be bonding with our classmates! It's not really that bad, actually. If you really want to be in a fun class, you should make the class fun! At least that's what I'm doing. Well, I may not be close to my classmates, but, hey, no harm making new friends right? And, today i really enjoyed talking to some guys in my class. Yeah, they might look different to you. But, so what? They were nice. They were friendly, that's all that matters. Not forgetting, they're funny too at times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i really like all the teachers in my class. If it wasn't cause of the teachers, I would seriously be changing class. But all my teachers are fun, and nice. Oh, that reminds me, since ShuWain will be switching class, I'll be a loner during Moral. Sweet. And Moral is boring like hell. Except for Moral, which is the one i really dislike the most. Others are fun :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and i finally understand how Aliya feels. I really miss all my friends :( esp 3 BETA '09. And, gah. All of us are separated, and... I've been realising that my friends and i are soon to drift apart. Maybe not now, but soon. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I still think that school shouldn't allow people to switch classes. I mean, since they've made this decision, why can't they just stick to it, instead of allowing people switching classes? If they can do it, why can't I? Why can't everyone else too? Then might as well, we pick our own classes next time? And it's just not fair. I mean, each and everyone of us have the same rights. If they can do it, so can we. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A much rant to myself. Sorry, must be my PMS striking me.&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2469832639980519785?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2469832639980519785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2469832639980519785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2469832639980519785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2469832639980519785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-can-have-whatever-you-likeeeee.html' title='You can have whatever you likeeeee.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-8076176071225874731</id><published>2010-01-05T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:08:00.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's BACK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4 ALPHA '10/'11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, i'm in 4 Alpha. An IT class.. No, i don't take IT. It's not that it's bad or whatsoever, but I remembered, signing up for ACCOUNTS class. So there was this confusion, which happened like on the first day of school. All the girls in my class (well there's only 9 of us)+ Clarence, are the ones who take Accounts, but been put in an IT class. So we went to see the senior assistants and all. We were told that, it's an IT/Accounts class, so.. mostly everyone(including me) were wanting to change class. I mean, WHO DOESN'T WANT. I want Carissa right :( Not that having Shaza&amp;amp;ShuWain is not good enough, but.. I was still feeling empty and all. I went back home, and frigging PMS-ed at my mother, and telling her, how stupid the arrangement and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of school was so much better. Honestly? I enjoyed it, obviously with the accompany of Shuwain;Shaza&amp;amp;Clarence (they are the ones i usually talk to in class, sad, i know) And, subjects were so much productive today. Started on Add.Maths&amp;amp;Physics already. So far, it's not that bad. I think, with a little more work, I can buckle it up :) Had like 4 free periods today, since my class teacher didn't come, and he teaches English, which we had 2 periods today, so yeah. And whole class, including me, did our Add.Maths hw, and, the class was seriously quiet. Like, seriously, and everyone was concentrating! Not that it's a nerdy kinda thing, but that's a good thing ;D But it was so weird. I mean, I spent the past 3 years, in a noisy and havoc class, and now, I've to get used to the quietness. And, it's free period! Who does their work during free period?! Not for me. I think i'll actually spend it by talking, but since, i'm in a new class, and, only a few people in my class, talks alot (include me to that), so yeah. The other 2 free periods, were B-O-R-I-N-G. It was IT. And our Accounts class hasn't start yet, so we had to stay in the lab. Read DearJohn for a while, then talked to Shuwain;Shaza&amp;amp;Clarence for like a period. Time passed hell fast :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i so miss my girls ;( It's like, i barely even talk to Mayyin;Claire;Sheila&amp;amp;Aliya :( SIGH. Single, double, triple, SIGH. SIGH to the max. And breaks and lunches feel so short right now. I think we spend 3/4 of the time, eating, rather than talking. But oh well, at least i get to see them in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a rant to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Going to study for Physics now ;)&lt;br /&gt;Excited for school tomorrow. EHHEHE, shuwain;shaza;clarence, WE ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun in school!&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-8076176071225874731?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8076176071225874731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=8076176071225874731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8076176071225874731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8076176071225874731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2010/01/schools-back.html' title='School&apos;s BACK.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2828083946275904055</id><published>2009-12-31T00:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:39:19.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye 2009,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HOLLLAAAA 2010 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MAY &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;two-oh-one-zero &lt;/span&gt;BE A GOOD YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4BSU-GTzI/AAAAAAAACDo/LIH6UAWvw5o/s1600-h/2010newyear_colour.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4BSU-GTzI/AAAAAAAACDo/LIH6UAWvw5o/s320/2010newyear_colour.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421772415779098418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can i say about last year? Last year had been a really memorable FIFTEEN for me! 2009, is the year that i can say which is my BEST year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE TEN BEST DAMN THINGS WHICH HAPPENED IN THE YEAR 2009.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; i really miss my cheerleading babes :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;what happened to our celebration?!!?!? :\ idk what happened to it T_T But i really miss them, and all those practices! Reading back my blog posts about cheer times, really made me tear ;( I miss every single moment with them! SIGH SIGH. But i'm so proud to say, that we won 1st again! :) All our hard work totally paid off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzuCJoAPItI/AAAAAAAACDA/skl1t9ayy90/s1600-h/4404_104688276982_694811982_2638944_7245818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzuCJoAPItI/AAAAAAAACDA/skl1t9ayy90/s320/4404_104688276982_694811982_2638944_7245818_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421069678339367634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzuCtAvkM4I/AAAAAAAACDY/im4kDZcR6dg/s1600-h/4404_104694691982_694811982_2638990_7917259_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzuCtAvkM4I/AAAAAAAACDY/im4kDZcR6dg/s320/4404_104694691982_694811982_2638990_7917259_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421070286275752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our sexy R, claims Sharon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzuCJIeX2iI/AAAAAAAACCw/wejxLJXl4Jc/s1600-h/2984_93241436982_694811982_2455135_1888642_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzuCJIeX2iI/AAAAAAAACCw/wejxLJXl4Jc/s320/2984_93241436982_694811982_2455135_1888642_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421069669875833378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screaming VICTORY at the top of our lungs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits: SharonLim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original post : &lt;a href="http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/04/sportss-day.html"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;CHARITY DINNER' 09 WAS ZE' BOMB OKAY. NO JOKE :( it's by far, one of my BEST nights! It must be the accompanies i had :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4EJudswAI/AAAAAAAACD4/j63Zb71GT6A/s1600-h/4249_85678043718_565253718_1825272_3908974_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4EJudswAI/AAAAAAAACD4/j63Zb71GT6A/s320/4249_85678043718_565253718_1825272_3908974_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421775566538588162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet before it started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4EJF_M3kI/AAAAAAAACDw/8_8lZeFNdM8/s1600-h/4172_1062693341521_1651597261_248176_6231622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4EJF_M3kI/AAAAAAAACDw/8_8lZeFNdM8/s320/4172_1062693341521_1651597261_248176_6231622_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421775555673251394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone looks so scary 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original post: &lt;a href="http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/05/charity-dinner-09.html"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MTV WORLDSTAGE LIVE IN MALAYSIA '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;diyanashazalli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;for the gold ticket :) went there with Sheila&amp;amp;Phil. It was a once in a lifetime thing, so I am really proud that i actually attended. Moreover, i watched BoysLikeGirls LIVE for the first time, heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sokh6E-LpXI/AAAAAAAABow/sz5GqCG8ahA/s1600/mtv_poster2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sokh6E-LpXI/AAAAAAAABow/sz5GqCG8ahA/s1600/mtv_poster2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV WORLSTAGEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/So_wG2Wox5I/AAAAAAAABqg/lCZKq35JGfE/s320/DSC03641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/So_wG2Wox5I/AAAAAAAABqg/lCZKq35JGfE/s320/DSC03641.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pasted the fan on my wall! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/So_272XcslI/AAAAAAAABsA/M0ksgl9qRWI/s320/DSC03687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/So_272XcslI/AAAAAAAABsA/M0ksgl9qRWI/s320/DSC03687.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheilaleejyhuey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original post: &lt;a href="http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/08/mtv-worldstage-2009-live-in-malaysia.html"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MEETING BOYS LIKE GIRLS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(headline of the year) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;YESSSSS. I CAN'T BELIEVE I'VE MET BOYSLIKEGIRLS. ohmyfuckinggod. IT'S LIKE A FRIGGING DREAM COME TRUE OKAY?! and thanks to ANISFILZA for making my dream come true :) Till now, i can't frigging believe too! It's like....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" i met boyslikegirls! i did?! OMG I REALLY DID"&lt;/span&gt; Oh, and so happened, I MET 2 PAULS' THAT DAY :D PAULDigiovanni&amp;amp;PAULFreeman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmd8KBFUI/AAAAAAAAByk/Bf8zCexW_uc/s320/BLG2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmd8KBFUI/AAAAAAAAByk/Bf8zCexW_uc/s320/BLG2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anis;Martin;Bryan;Me;John. ME LOVEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0tQo_tII/AAAAAAAAB08/7rQQQwbS0eA/s320/PAUL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0tQo_tII/AAAAAAAAB08/7rQQQwbS0eA/s320/PAUL.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAAAAAULL DIGIOVANNI, LOVE OF MY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpb7xxiQI/AAAAAAAABzk/i9VTelaiehA/s320/Paulfree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpb7xxiQI/AAAAAAAABzk/i9VTelaiehA/s320/Paulfree.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PaulFreeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Ssd9L37CWGI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vcsb3sxXrSI/s320/john.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Ssd9L37CWGI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vcsb3sxXrSI/s320/john.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEEFFFFFFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original post: &lt;a href="http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/dream-come-true.html"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;a href="http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-came-into-my-life.html"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;THE ALL AMERICAN-REJECTS CONCERT @ BukitJalil '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Despite the fact that I got oh-so-frigging squashed, and soaking wet, that night, was A GOOD GOOD NIGHT! :) TysonRitter was awesome, as usual! HEEEEE. And I really enjoyed myself with my dear friends! :D :D It was a splendid Halloween for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs022.snc3/10951_163546008601_756958601_2805570_3831185_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 316px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs022.snc3/10951_163546008601_756958601_2805570_3831185_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i was frigging sweating+dying for water, i still can pose lor -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs087.snc3/15442_172883598514_728913514_2851601_2096097_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 258px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs087.snc3/15442_172883598514_728913514_2851601_2096097_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAHHHH. I WAS THIS FRIGGING CLOSEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs002.snc3/10951_163546028601_756958601_2805574_4331080_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 251px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs002.snc3/10951_163546028601_756958601_2805574_4331080_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan;Me;Lizzie&amp;amp;Grace.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *spot any germans behind us? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs002.snc3/10951_163546043601_756958601_2805577_8083692_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 321px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs002.snc3/10951_163546043601_756958601_2805577_8083692_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome shot, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: Oliviakhoo&amp;amp;Gracefung :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My second and third job salary ever so far :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Checked out my RM50 cheque by Nuffnang &amp;amp; my first ever Disneychannelasia commercial shooting! It was what i call, experience! :D Met so many new people, and everyone was so friendly! Had a really enjoyable time with those bunch of people :D except for the fact that we had to sit on the rollercoaster for 3 frigging times -_- That concludes my whole salary for the month. Rm150 :) but i spent it on Singapore :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs211.snc1/7832_1145615961025_1246301748_30429622_2831823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 260px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs211.snc1/7832_1145615961025_1246301748_30429622_2831823_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs231.snc1/7832_1145616041027_1246301748_30429624_7132307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 262px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs231.snc1/7832_1145616041027_1246301748_30429624_7132307_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl is sho sho sho friendly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs231.snc1/7832_1145616081028_1246301748_30429625_810650_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 261px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs231.snc1/7832_1145616081028_1246301748_30429625_810650_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, ROLLERCOASTER, HERE WE COMEE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*waves hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*i did not take a picture of my Nuffnang cheque :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;SINGAPORE WITH ZE' AWESOMEST FRIENDS EVER!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Had the best time in my whole entire life, and what more can i say about that trip? It was beyond amazing, period. Frankly speaking, I kinda miss it right now :( It just feels like yesterday i've been there! sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs039.snc3/12642_1189267943662_1587245375_471945_5184875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs039.snc3/12642_1189267943662_1587245375_471945_5184875_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated Ian's&amp;amp;Derrick's birthday there too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs255.snc1/10227_155877964897_527719897_2553140_4185854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 294px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs255.snc1/10227_155877964897_527719897_2553140_4185854_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HardRock was the best night of all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs275.snc1/10227_155877949897_527719897_2553138_3594831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 295px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs275.snc1/10227_155877949897_527719897_2553138_3594831_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild-Wild-Wet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs276.snc1/10334_156547378718_565253718_2655391_3554547_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 424px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs276.snc1/10334_156547378718_565253718_2655391_3554547_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favourite picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Most memorable birthday ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Getting to spend my birthday with the love ones :) + watching NewMoon on my birthday, JUST MAKES IT BETTER! HEHEHHE. And it was the first day of the movie releaseeeee :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbmHf-sI/AAAAAAAACAA/MXwfPZk9T_Q/s320/16744_190165624482_670844482_2809436_5137768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbmHf-sI/AAAAAAAACAA/MXwfPZk9T_Q/s320/16744_190165624482_670844482_2809436_5137768_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEILA&amp;amp;SHAZAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOegVpBUHI/AAAAAAAAB_I/MOhULpzStUs/s320/15447_346161770143_743230143_9881975_7557725_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOegVpBUHI/AAAAAAAAB_I/MOhULpzStUs/s320/15447_346161770143_743230143_9881975_7557725_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to spend dinner with best friends+family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcAqAp0gI/AAAAAAAAB-o/7OJaYHVjFKw/s320/15447_346161685143_743230143_9881966_4278664_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcAqAp0gI/AAAAAAAAB-o/7OJaYHVjFKw/s320/15447_346161685143_743230143_9881966_4278664_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made my birthday night a splendid one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbrnEFqI/AAAAAAAAB_4/xO2R2ufIvz0/s320/16744_189976499482_670844482_2807700_494300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbrnEFqI/AAAAAAAAB_4/xO2R2ufIvz0/s320/16744_189976499482_670844482_2807700_494300_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena was a sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: Shaza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original post: &lt;a href="http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-came-into-my-life.html"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;7A'S FOR PMR, FTW FTW FTW!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;THE MOST UNBELIEVABLE THING EVERRR. I still can't accept the fact right now. I still stare at the PMR SLIP, and keep rubbing my eyes, to check if there's 7a's T_T T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4Z1a74fUI/AAAAAAAACEA/zRtEwdmGiLc/s1600-h/DSC06099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sz4Z1a74fUI/AAAAAAAACEA/zRtEwdmGiLc/s320/DSC06099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421799406954904898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse the picture quality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Met a couple of new friends from twitter/had countless outings+sleepover with the people i loveee :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks a bunch to ze' usuals, for being a helping hand in my life last year! Love ya peopleee, you know who you are! Thanks to those who have been here advising me&amp;amp;who have never backed down on me :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eg: Brandonchew/Faris and the list goes on.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks to Lizzie;Daniella;Sheen;Anis for having so much faith in meeee! You guys are always so proud of me, and i'm so thankful for having you guys as my friends! And I believe, we're fated to be friends girls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thank you Voonehhmay&amp;amp;Clairebeary for those sleepovers, and never ending laughters! :D thanks for being there for me all the time girls t_T lovee yaaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you Sheilalee;Shazaaaa;Carissa for those sampats moments, which never failed to make me laugh, and just cause i know you guys are here for me, my life is a better place for me :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks a heap and with lotsa loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=9818cc92d9&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=125eaabb989c769f&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 274px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=9818cc92d9&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=125eaabb989c769f&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheen;Anis;Lizzie;Dan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwgsUiNKI/AAAAAAAABz0/f9UC46BcfE0/s320/shan4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwgsUiNKI/AAAAAAAABz0/f9UC46BcfE0/s320/shan4.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryam+Anis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbHShDJI/AAAAAAAABzU/sFG51UryrSI/s320/shan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbHShDJI/AAAAAAAABzU/sFG51UryrSI/s320/shan2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLGmalaysiafreaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs002.snc3/10943_181656099689_688329689_2979579_7450955_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 382px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs002.snc3/10943_181656099689_688329689_2979579_7450955_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BrandonChew :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs022.snc3/10943_181656194689_688329689_2979595_3611368_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs022.snc3/10943_181656194689_688329689_2979595_3611368_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ze' usuals is what i call them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gpdf1oVclg8/SztvBtAfaEI/AAAAAAAACC8/4GOysrh0SzI/s320/21563_228928354482_670844482_2984160_3720343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gpdf1oVclg8/SztvBtAfaEI/AAAAAAAACC8/4GOysrh0SzI/s320/21563_228928354482_670844482_2984160_3720343_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMPATSLOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs100.snc3/16744_197797844482_670844482_2862959_4966006_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 438px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs100.snc3/16744_197797844482_670844482_2862959_4966006_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaHVhS3CI/AAAAAAAAB9g/aFtNwsuJoTU/s320/DSC05270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;18/12/09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Day1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10am, quickly went to pack :( cause i was so lazy to pack the night before. Yeah, i'm a last minute person, WHATEVER T_T I couldn't get my ass out of my computer chair T_t PFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, left home around 1pm, and then reached Ipoh around 3 something, if i'm not mistaken. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;First destination we went? OF COURSE WENT TO EATTTT :D F.Y.I, my family and i are really heavy eaters, and we always like to eat good food! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wonders why ain't i fat T_T GRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We went to StadiumIpoh's food court to eat! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*if i'm not mistaken.&lt;/span&gt; OHEMGEEE. the food were delicious okay! I'm not joking, im effing serious.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Chee Cheong Fun, Sotong Kangkung, ABC, Wan Ton Mee, OMG BEST SIAL. &lt;/span&gt;Those are the food we always order when we go back to Ipoh. It's really really really the bomb T_T We will order plates and plates and plates everytime we go back :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sorry, no pictures of the food. If i do have, you guys will drool over it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back to my ipoh house, and stone. Yeah, my siblings and i talked crap while stoning. HAH, our&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "bonding"&lt;/span&gt; time. :D We also watched some tv, yada. Rested while my parents+bro slept.. But i couldn't sleep, so i watched the tivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro woke up around 9pm. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Then we went out to another food court for late dinner. We also eat at this food court, often :D&lt;/span&gt; Jie and i went to look for DVD's, but we didn't buy cause of some stupid reasons. We left around 10 something, went back home, watched tv, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;19/12/09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Day 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;woke up kinda late, cause i was so lazy :( while all my family members woke up for breakfast and ditched me alone at home. I tell you, IT WAS SO SCARY :( idk why, but i was so paranoid. I couldn't sleeep. But thank god, they came home quick. Then my sister+mummy went to the saloon to do their hair, while i stayed at home and eat. -_- i was too lazy to do anything, honestly. not even eat! but i was hungry, so no choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5oLW0GpI/AAAAAAAACBQ/hVHqttvTjS4/s1600-h/DSC05639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5oLW0GpI/AAAAAAAACBQ/hVHqttvTjS4/s320/DSC05639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060307620731538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Around 5 something, we left the house and headed for a temple dinner. It was like this temple's anniversary dinner :) Prayed for a while. I was like praying for my 7'a's, no joke T_T Then, the dinner started around 7 something. Had to listened to some speeches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked alot to the cousin+his wife :D it was so fun! Family friends+relatives were there! S&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;o we were like drinking, alot. HAHAHA ,even my mum drank! She seldom drinks though. We downed Chivas/Merlot/Carlsberg, everything my dad gave us. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Then my cousin came out with a random idea, and asked my sister if she wanted to go to a pub? My sister asked me if i wanted,  HELL YEAH. of course i wanted. AHHAHA. cause my cousin brother knows the pub's manager &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*inside jokeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;After persuading my parents like so long, they finally allowed us to follow my cousin bro and his wife! :) We were so hyper already! We kept laughing in the car HAHAHAH. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then we reached the pub... suddenly i realized, it wasn't just A PUB. it was a fucking club?! No under 18s are allowed :( HAHAHAHA. but i just walked in, cause there weren't any bounce&lt;/span&gt;r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The mood was kinda dead, cause i think it was kinda early. Then it started off with live band performances around 11pm :) those singers were really good! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I really liked all of them! and i spotted this cute guy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*brows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Around 20 minutes later, my parents came and joined us. 0_0 They were so willing to come and join us. But actually, they wanted to check on us :( But they couldn't stand! AHHAHA. Around 11.30am, they left and went back home :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Then we continued listening to the live band performances! It ended around 12.40am. After that, the DJ started to play those HIT HIT english songs! OMG it was kinda awesomeee. but sadly, there wasn't any dancefloor, and apparently it was the biggest club in ipoh 0_0 can't even compare to MOS lor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures timeeeee! Whose excited?! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5om4jY_I/AAAAAAAACBY/87X9l7fgP8s/s1600-h/DSC05644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5om4jY_I/AAAAAAAACBY/87X9l7fgP8s/s320/DSC05644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060315009999858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEMYFAMILY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5oxCj2_I/AAAAAAAACBg/makZXGWi0FI/s1600-h/DSC05647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5oxCj2_I/AAAAAAAACBg/makZXGWi0FI/s320/DSC05647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060317736328178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEE :) with daddy behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5pCTBMgI/AAAAAAAACBo/KXnqhlufnKA/s1600-h/DSC05648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5pCTBMgI/AAAAAAAACBo/KXnqhlufnKA/s320/DSC05648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060322368762370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME WITH JIEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5pbvPABI/AAAAAAAACBw/Lednf5u4AJ0/s1600-h/DSC05652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5pbvPABI/AAAAAAAACBw/Lednf5u4AJ0/s320/DSC05652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421060329197994002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin brother's wife! they just got married :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7MIpthKI/AAAAAAAACB4/ruBngJEEQW8/s1600-h/DSC05657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7MIpthKI/AAAAAAAACB4/ruBngJEEQW8/s320/DSC05657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421062024881603746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved kor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7MeRKpkI/AAAAAAAACCA/sIJGPFtxyak/s1600-h/DSC05658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7MeRKpkI/AAAAAAAACCA/sIJGPFtxyak/s320/DSC05658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421062030684235330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS KISS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7Mxj0biI/AAAAAAAACCI/KzJtw9gaKnk/s1600-h/DSC05660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7Mxj0biI/AAAAAAAACCI/KzJtw9gaKnk/s320/DSC05660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421062035862744610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this the cute guy i was talking about! Please tell me he is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Anyway, i bumped into this guy! OMG, he looked like he was 15/16/17, and he was cute :( we sorta had eye contact. But, sigh. Only bumped into him onceeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the club around 2am. Went back home, konged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;20/12/09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Day3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, woke up around 11pm. Didn't pack, so i quickly packed since we were leaving. Went to eat DimSum for brunch! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then my brother came up with a random idea of going CameronHighlands. My jaws dropped literally. Like wtf? Seriously? HAHAH CAMERON HIGHLANDS?! me. without bringing a jacket?! and i was wearing shorts?! But for the fun of it, we actually agreed. HAHAH, my jie jie thought i was pranking her :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7NXCJuhI/AAAAAAAACCY/orTpuEj6L0o/s1600-h/DSC05671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7NXCJuhI/AAAAAAAACCY/orTpuEj6L0o/s320/DSC05671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421062045922081298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up up we goooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7NAkfUfI/AAAAAAAACCQ/3t3blpU5YhU/s1600-h/DSC05667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt7NAkfUfI/AAAAAAAACCQ/3t3blpU5YhU/s320/DSC05667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421062039892087282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were both blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;When we reached Cameron, we straight away bought vegetables! Was hunting for strawberries, but it was all sold out! damn bummer :( we actually went up there just to buy strawberries. ISH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;then we went to eat STEAMBOAT :D HEHEHE. but we parked our car so far from the shop, cause it was sooo jam! We had to walk, and omg i was freezing! No jacket no nothing. Just a top and shorts 0_0 I LITERALLY FROZE TO DEATH OKAY. I was like screaming for HELP in my heart!! But thank god, in the shop, it was warm enough! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;After steamboat, we left :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had so much fun during this trip in IPOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay tuned for my Genting trip &amp;amp; Ipoh+Penang trip! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-3198314795931785479?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3198314795931785479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=3198314795931785479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3198314795931785479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3198314795931785479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/ipoh.html' title='Ipoh&amp;Cameron.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Szt5oLW0GpI/AAAAAAAACBQ/hVHqttvTjS4/s72-c/DSC05639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1022822762646516275</id><published>2009-12-26T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:54:59.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Ipoh :)</title><content type='html'>HOLLAAAA EVERYBODEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas to everyone :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to IPOH on 24th dec, after getting my results :) OH, I GOT 7A'S!!!! *screams&amp;amp;happy dance :D :D will blog bout that &amp;amp; my ipoh trip when I'm back in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in Ipoh now. Will be going back to KL tomorrow! I went Penang yesterday too. A one day trip :D It was goooddd! SO awesome. A nice way to spend xmas with ze family! HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s:// CONGRATS TO EVERYONE WHO GOT 7A/8A'S/ MORE :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1022822762646516275?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1022822762646516275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1022822762646516275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1022822762646516275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1022822762646516275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-ipoh.html' title='At Ipoh :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2011149269665348548</id><published>2009-12-23T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:27:51.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOOMED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzI2WJHiBsI/AAAAAAAACBI/z3ERP9GAa9Q/s1600-h/DSC05569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzI2WJHiBsI/AAAAAAAACBI/z3ERP9GAa9Q/s320/DSC05569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418453055712659138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;for all the joy you brought into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(for some reasons, i &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt; love this picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Okay, as all of you know, tomorrow is the day to collect our PMR Results. SO DOOMED T_T I hate this feeling i'm having right now. psh. And for all you know, IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE! Like, seriously?! Collecting your results on CHRISTMAS EVE?! My first reaction was..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " you're not kidding right?" &lt;/span&gt;What if i turn out to get only 4a's? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hope not. touch wood*&lt;/span&gt; I really hope I get 7a's :\&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *prays&amp;amp;cross all my fingers and toes.&lt;/span&gt; Furthermore, the fact that I'm going Ipoh right after that, makes it worse. My relatives will approach me, asking for my results. I don't wanna disappoint them, and I don't wanna be embarrassed :( I don't want people to say.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" omg, i thought she was smart... but, turns out, she.. isn't"&lt;/span&gt; that kind of thing. SIGH SIGH SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DEAR GOD/SANTA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I KNOW I MIGHT HAVEN'T BEEN REALLY NICE THIS YEAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I KNOW I DON'T BELIEVE IN SANTA CLAUS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I KNOW I DON'T CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AND I KNOW I'VE BEEN SWEARING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BUT I'VE BEEN PRAYING TO GOD, AS ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GIVE ME 7A'S?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FOR CHRISTMAS AT LEAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I PROMISE, I PROMISE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SWEAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DEEP DOWN OF MY HEART,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'LL STUDY HARDER NEXT YEAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AND PROMISE TO BE A GOOD LITTLE ANGEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;OR WHATEVER IT TAKES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;TO GET 7A'S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'M NOT KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*prays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2011149269665348548?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2011149269665348548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2011149269665348548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2011149269665348548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2011149269665348548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/doomed.html' title='DOOMED.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SzI2WJHiBsI/AAAAAAAACBI/z3ERP9GAa9Q/s72-c/DSC05569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2226198127298887319</id><published>2009-12-21T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:38:58.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure hunterrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sy5vMty7KGI/AAAAAAAACBA/_gL1pueFkCk/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sy5vMty7KGI/AAAAAAAACBA/_gL1pueFkCk/s320/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417389666015586402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I WANNA GO SEE JAY CHOU LATER @ Pavillion, ,7.30pm T_T BUHOOOO. *cries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2226198127298887319?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2226198127298887319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2226198127298887319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2226198127298887319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2226198127298887319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/treasure-hunterrrrr.html' title='Treasure hunterrrrr'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sy5vMty7KGI/AAAAAAAACBA/_gL1pueFkCk/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1721530052703389341</id><published>2009-12-21T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:50:59.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you loved me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was blessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOLLAAAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Ipoh&amp;amp;Cameron :) First, i wanna blog about Faris's belated birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thursday, 17/12/09. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to redbox around 3 something. Waited for like 15 minutes for everyone to come, though i've no idea why we were waiting for? Yeah, i got pranked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Claire: *calling Stanley* Where are you guys??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Stanley: Redbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Claire: whaat room??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Stanley: Room 52.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;*Sheila;Claire and I walked to room 52. Claire went inside the toilet, i went in the room first. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;* Opened the door, and I saw an old man, and old woman staring at me.... i quickly walked out the roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;m*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be there. Then, we finally opened a room. They started off with some korean songs, yeah, and so on and forth. Conclusion is, we listened to KPop :)  the same songs, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Redbox around 7/8. And we went and find a restaurant to eat. We didn't know which restaurant. I was suggesting, but all the boys were complaining. Pft. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But, Clarence, the smart ass, decided on a restaurant :) It's called Che-Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; * i actually went to SunwayPyramid's website, to get this restaurant's name* AHHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;While the guys went to the restaurant, Sheila;Claire;Carissa and I went to CupcakeChic to buy some cupcakes, since we were all seriously hungry.  We actually sat at the bench, and sit down, and eat. T_T so sad can?! Then, we were lost, because we were finding for the restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This is the ironic part. I don't think you guys will get it, but, for my own purpose, i wanna say it. AHAHHA. Okay, the restaurant's name is Che-Go right. And, Sheila told us to go to J.Co(donut). I didn't know that J.Co was just opposite of Che-Go. So, isn't it ironic?? Get it? Che-Go?J.Co??!??! Pronounce it!! then maybe you'll get it :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che-Go, was just okay. Laughed alot with ze' girls :D HEH. love them love them!! It was so fun laughing with them :D :D Anyway, THANKS FARIS, FOR THE DINNER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG. THIS IS SUCH A USELESS POST. Later, imma blog about Ipoh&amp;amp;Cameron :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1721530052703389341?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1721530052703389341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1721530052703389341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1721530052703389341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1721530052703389341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/because-you-loved-me.html' title='Because you loved me,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7180814092949770525</id><published>2009-12-17T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:49:08.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, you got me to forget me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So Friday I'll be over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sykc3yciABI/AAAAAAAACA4/4dZAlyzRluU/s1600-h/DSC05409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sykc3yciABI/AAAAAAAACA4/4dZAlyzRluU/s320/DSC05409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415891771649556498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;boo :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Supposed to blog about Genting :( But it seems like i forgotten about it, again, and my camera USB is downstairs T_T Very lazy to go take. So i guess i'll be blogging bout Genting tomorrow, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my stay at Genting was kinda fun :D :DEventhough, I did nothing. I repeat, NOTHING okay. And no, I'm not joking. I didn't sit the rides, nope i didn't. Well, cause i went there with my parents. Mummy was busy in the casino. Daddy had to teman me :( So I didn't want to trouble him. Sigh sigh. Can't wait for my new year's eve Genting plan with the babes, that's if it works! But it has to work, right, SHAZA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you realized, I actually haven't finish blogging about my Singaporetrip. HAHAHAHA. If you didn't, well it's okay then. I know i know, I'm a lazy bum :\ I'll only continue blogging about Singapore, if you guys want me to :( So, tell me if you guys want to know about my day2,day3,day4 @ Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going Pyramid tomorrow, wait oops, i meant later. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*it's already dec 17.*&lt;/span&gt; I mean, hopefully, i hope i can go T_T&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Sheila;Carissa, WE'RE GONNA BE SAMPATEMOS?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *insidejoke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR XMAS :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;XMAS DINNER WITH ZE' USUALS?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It'll b&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e a great way to &lt;/span&gt;end m&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;y yea&lt;/span&gt;r :&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;`happy belated birthday, abang faris!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;P.S:// WILL BE GOING TO IPOH ON FRIDAY, COMING BACK ON SUNDAY :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7180814092949770525?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7180814092949770525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7180814092949770525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7180814092949770525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7180814092949770525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah-you-got-me-to-forget-me.html' title='Yeah, you got me to forget me.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sykc3yciABI/AAAAAAAACA4/4dZAlyzRluU/s72-c/DSC05409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-3624702375727447949</id><published>2009-12-15T18:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:01:46.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said leave,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But all i really want is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLAAA EVERYBODEHHH :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydpcjJam8I/AAAAAAAACAg/oayd3x5GqCU/s1600-h/DSC05413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydpcjJam8I/AAAAAAAACAg/oayd3x5GqCU/s320/DSC05413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415413016128297922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me,&lt;br /&gt;leeyokeshan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cut my hair like, since 2/3 weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no more werewolf,*inside joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no more long hair :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the hair which i was keeping for so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I didn't mention bout my hair right. Here's the story. When i went back to Ipoh, like around 21 November, I wanted my hair to be thinner, so i told the hairdresser, to layer it but still keep the length. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i wanted my hair to be long, long long!) &lt;/span&gt;I also temporarily straightened my hair, cause i had to attend my cousin's wedding dinner. The result of my hair, was straight and thin. Yeah, i liked it :) But then!!! When i wash my hair the next day, and my hair was all back to frizzy&amp;amp;dry, that's when i was effing shocked. I then only realized that my hair, was in 2 section. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(unexplainable) &lt;/span&gt;It's like, the top part of my hair is short, and the lower part of my hair was long. Okay, i can't explain it. But that explains why I tied my hair on my b'day :( , for those who were wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then, 28 November, a week later. I managed to go to the saloon I always go, and fix my hair :D Yeah, did relaxing, and my hairdresser chopped off my hair, which was the long part. I was so heartbroken when i saw my hair chopped off, just like that. *finger snaps. It's like my whole effort been washed down the drain :( But the pain of looking at your hair, like 2 different lengths, is more heartbreaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydryxShS6I/AAAAAAAACAw/XfUkcv7-1hA/s1600-h/DSC05724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydryxShS6I/AAAAAAAACAw/XfUkcv7-1hA/s320/DSC05724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415415596904958882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye long hair :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydrykkETOI/AAAAAAAACAo/TtwHMlAQJqc/s1600-h/DSC05849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydrykkETOI/AAAAAAAACAo/TtwHMlAQJqc/s320/DSC05849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415415593488895202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SHORT HAIR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Anyway, It's gonna rain heavily now! Will blog later! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;x.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-3624702375727447949?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3624702375727447949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=3624702375727447949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3624702375727447949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3624702375727447949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-said-leave.html' title='I said leave,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SydpcjJam8I/AAAAAAAACAg/oayd3x5GqCU/s72-c/DSC05413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2571578332532976008</id><published>2009-12-14T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:42:07.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can change your mind,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that's just the way it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from genting :) And now, i'm so excited for Xmas! EHHEHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2571578332532976008?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2571578332532976008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2571578332532976008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2571578332532976008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2571578332532976008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-can-change-your-mind.html' title='You can change your mind,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-3506662949584904816</id><published>2009-12-12T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:20:20.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>490th post :)</title><content type='html'>right, I've the pictures now. So i shall blog now :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*excuse me, i haven't been blogging for 2 weeks. I've been really lazy, and I apologise for that :) I've been using Swei as an excuse as she hasn't gave me those picas yet, but, since she already uploaded them, and i don't have any excuse anymore, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*P.S: it's gonna be a long post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/11/09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW1K59j5I/AAAAAAAAB8o/ht93sa2UJhc/s1600-h/DSC05215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW1K59j5I/AAAAAAAAB8o/ht93sa2UJhc/s320/DSC05215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414337017234165650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, finally, all the countdowns on my bday,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm finally FIFTEEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sings fifteen-taylorswift*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;first of all, thanks to those who stayed up till 12am to wish me happy birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;THANK YOU LIZZIE! for calling me at 11pm and talked to me till 12 just to wish me happy birthday :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;thank you, carissa;sheila;shaza(my sampats) for everything :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*lizzie, on the phone with me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: OMG OMG, IT'S 12AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lizzie:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *stones for 5 seconds*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; * thinking:shouldn't she be wishing me already? o.o*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lizzie: OH.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG YOU'RE SO SLOWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so eventually, she was the first one to wish me :P because I was only paying attention to her wish, as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my sampats) &lt;/span&gt;conversation was minimized :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slept at 4 something, cause i really couldn't sleep, then woke up at 8.30 in the morning. Got ready, then waited for my brother to fetch me to Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Pyramid like, around 10am :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Met up with KenShen. He was nice enough to accompany me to get magazines from Popular&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then, called Hariz to ask what time he was coming. He asked us to meet him up at Nike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i asked KenShen to lead me to Nike. End up, he brought me to MCD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kenshen: There, do you see the M sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: HMM.. icic. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*thinking why did he tell me that, and why is he bringing me to MCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*heads to MCD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: ERR... Why are you bringing me here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kenshen: Didn't you say that Hariz's meeting us here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: Wait, you heard me saying MCD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kenshen: Yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: HAHAHAHAHA OMG. HARIZ MEANT NIKE, NOT MCD. OMG SORRY SORRY. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to meet Hariz @ Starbucks instead. Chilled at Starbucks :) Then Robin&amp;amp;Alastair came after a while. Sheena&amp;amp;ShuLynn came and join us too :D Shaza came later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbrnEFqI/AAAAAAAAB_4/xO2R2ufIvz0/s1600-h/16744_189976499482_670844482_2807700_494300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbrnEFqI/AAAAAAAAB_4/xO2R2ufIvz0/s320/16744_189976499482_670844482_2807700_494300_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414348673964578466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEENA LOVES YOKESHAN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbmHf-sI/AAAAAAAACAA/MXwfPZk9T_Q/s1600-h/16744_190165624482_670844482_2809436_5137768_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbmHf-sI/AAAAAAAACAA/MXwfPZk9T_Q/s320/16744_190165624482_670844482_2809436_5137768_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414348672490011330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THEM TO BITS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhb8zBqeI/AAAAAAAACAI/vN_HMyPgKxQ/s1600-h/16744_190174319482_670844482_2809623_4522318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhb8zBqeI/AAAAAAAACAI/vN_HMyPgKxQ/s320/16744_190174319482_670844482_2809623_4522318_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414348678578153954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Christmas bazaar thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhcCU60FI/AAAAAAAACAQ/z3Br2AsevE4/s1600-h/16744_189989794482_670844482_2807753_961192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhcCU60FI/AAAAAAAACAQ/z3Br2AsevE4/s320/16744_189989794482_670844482_2807753_961192_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414348680062488658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years and still counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Robin&amp;amp;Alastair&amp;amp;Kenshen accompanied me to get tickets for NewMoon :D :D Then we went down to the ChristmasBazaar, thingy thing. Sheila saw a cute guy, and I was bugging her to buy me roses from that cute guy, but she refused to ): Then Carissa;Mayyin;Brandonchew came :) Alastair&amp;amp;Robin got me 2 cute bears, :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObgvXWS4I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/hX7VKGqMaWA/s1600-h/DSC05302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObgvXWS4I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/hX7VKGqMaWA/s320/DSC05302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342163801983874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas tree from Mayyin&amp;amp;Brandonchew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcAX6ketI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qrxNbqTfM1M/s1600-h/DSC05307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcAX6ketI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qrxNbqTfM1M/s320/DSC05307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342707263077074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cute bears from Alastair&amp;amp;Robin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went over to Speedy cause Sheila wanted to get some CD. Philippe came then. Spent quite a long time @ Speedy. Then we decided to have lunch :) Went over to MFM(ManhattanFishMarket, for short) Brandonkoh&amp;amp;Likchuen came during then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW1eZa5DI/AAAAAAAAB8w/qv6aI6SjUrQ/s1600-h/DSC05222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW1eZa5DI/AAAAAAAAB8w/qv6aI6SjUrQ/s320/DSC05222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414337022466384946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MFM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW17pmSAI/AAAAAAAAB84/3MrJkGuWXzA/s1600-h/DSC05256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW17pmSAI/AAAAAAAAB84/3MrJkGuWXzA/s320/DSC05256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414337030318868482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MayYin &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW2JPfOII/AAAAAAAAB9A/Igl3qgyB4XM/s1600-h/DSC05257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW2JPfOII/AAAAAAAAB9A/Igl3qgyB4XM/s320/DSC05257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414337033967450242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest couple on earth ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*did you notice that they were wearing the same shirt colour? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW2XgetLI/AAAAAAAAB9I/oe2jqzdt0sk/s1600-h/DSC05260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW2XgetLI/AAAAAAAAB9I/oe2jqzdt0sk/s320/DSC05260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414337037796816050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carissa&amp;amp;Sheila bersampat-ing while Kenshen&amp;amp;I stoning at them. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for movie right after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOkLF-MvHI/AAAAAAAACAY/_GdFO3K7dhM/s1600-h/new_moon_poster_edward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOkLF-MvHI/AAAAAAAACAY/_GdFO3K7dhM/s320/new_moon_poster_edward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414351687518043250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NewMoon wasn't as nice as what I expected it to be, honestly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*okay girls, dont throw stones at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But nevertheless, TaylorLautner's a.k.a jacobblack BODEHHHHH still caught my breath away :P He's gorgeous, mygod. No wait, gorgeous isn't that word. He's hot, charming, period.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RobertPattinson a.k.a edwardcullen, IS GORGEOUS. Yes, gorgeous!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OH OH, and PETERFACINELLI a.k.a carlislecullen is handsome, like, seriously. Everyone have been asking me, if I'm teamEdward/teamJacob. Sorry honeys, I'M TEAMCARLISLE :)&lt;/span&gt; I would still have to say NewMoon is definitely better to Twilight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaGvrnjUI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/xfIbBnF-a3c/s1600-h/DSC05265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaGvrnjUI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/xfIbBnF-a3c/s320/DSC05265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340617698774338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliya;Mayyin;Me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaG9ApCkI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/W_wu43aSlHU/s1600-h/DSC05268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaG9ApCkI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/W_wu43aSlHU/s320/DSC05268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340621276613186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CarissaYuenWeiTeng!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaHVhS3CI/AAAAAAAAB9g/aFtNwsuJoTU/s1600-h/DSC05270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaHVhS3CI/AAAAAAAAB9g/aFtNwsuJoTU/s320/DSC05270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340627856022562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mua babes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;After Pyramid, Mayyin followed me back :) Before going home, we went over to OU and picked Swei up, then Mum dropped us @ Centrepoint. We went to buy some DVD's at first. After that went over to SecretRecipe, since Swei&amp;amp;Mayyin wanted to buy me 2 slices of cake :D such sweethearts! Then went to Champs for dinner along with ze' family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcAqAp0gI/AAAAAAAAB-o/7OJaYHVjFKw/s1600-h/15447_346161685143_743230143_9881966_4278664_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcAqAp0gI/AAAAAAAAB-o/7OJaYHVjFKw/s320/15447_346161685143_743230143_9881966_4278664_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342712120431106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@SecretRecipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcA-19H8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/zHjRgc0piZM/s1600-h/15447_346161700143_743230143_9881968_7163417_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcA-19H8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/zHjRgc0piZM/s320/15447_346161700143_743230143_9881968_7163417_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342717712703426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the food to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcBUuu8qI/AAAAAAAAB-4/aRTv8zC6HVU/s1600-h/15447_346161745143_743230143_9881972_1172669_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOcBUuu8qI/AAAAAAAAB-4/aRTv8zC6HVU/s320/15447_346161745143_743230143_9881972_1172669_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342723587994274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my momma :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOegVpBUHI/AAAAAAAAB_I/MOhULpzStUs/s1600-h/15447_346161770143_743230143_9881975_7557725_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOegVpBUHI/AAAAAAAAB_I/MOhULpzStUs/s320/15447_346161770143_743230143_9881975_7557725_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414345455431667826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that mayyin, swei and i tilted our heads to the same side. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOeguamuUI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/-NMWpeVG8hg/s1600-h/15447_346161780143_743230143_9881976_2580358_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOeguamuUI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/-NMWpeVG8hg/s320/15447_346161780143_743230143_9881976_2580358_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414345462082091330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vooneehhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us went back to my crib after my dinner. Rested for a while, then it was the birthday cake time :) we played the piano for a little while, then Shaowei&amp;amp;Mayyin lit up the candles for my cake :D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaH20eAoI/AAAAAAAAB9o/ydKKQB8XZEI/s1600-h/DSC05280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaH20eAoI/AAAAAAAAB9o/ydKKQB8XZEI/s320/DSC05280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340636794815106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayyin&amp;amp;Swei playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaIB_IrMI/AAAAAAAAB9w/8bEHoJJY-A0/s1600-h/DSC05282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOaIB_IrMI/AAAAAAAAB9w/8bEHoJJY-A0/s320/DSC05282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414340639792344258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 slices of cakes, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObf9KJXCI/AAAAAAAAB94/7IOjUPuHWKg/s1600-h/DSC05284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObf9KJXCI/AAAAAAAAB94/7IOjUPuHWKg/s320/DSC05284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342150324837410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi to my birthday cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObgIZAYcI/AAAAAAAAB-A/HD0As1NrCtg/s1600-h/DSC05291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObgIZAYcI/AAAAAAAAB-A/HD0As1NrCtg/s320/DSC05291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342153339953602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blow blow blow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*after litting up the candles, shaowei wanted to blow off the match stick, but she accidentally blew all my candles :\ HAHAHA, it was really epic, you gotta be there. Mayyin and I laughed our butts off :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayyin left after i made a wish and blew all my candles :) send her off, then Swei and I ate the cakes :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObgd5giYI/AAAAAAAAB-I/yTvgJuK9JoA/s1600-h/DSC05296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyObgd5giYI/AAAAAAAAB-I/yTvgJuK9JoA/s320/DSC05296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414342159113423234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swei made me bite the candles out ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to my room, and chilled for a while. Talked/facebook/yada. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Around 11pm we started watching movies. Watched BRINGITON: FIGHTTOTHEFINISH :) Then we watched MySister'sKeeper. &lt;/span&gt;After movies, went up to the room, and talked again for an hour. After talking, we went to sleep :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOeg8jrEkI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Z12cPf7iM-Y/s1600-h/15447_346161825143_743230143_9881979_2269209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOeg8jrEkI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Z12cPf7iM-Y/s320/15447_346161825143_743230143_9881979_2269209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414345465878221378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew each others for 8 years, and still going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOehNhQybI/AAAAAAAAB_g/GnfxQoR18Jk/s1600-h/15447_346224955143_743230143_9882538_7269291_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOehNhQybI/AAAAAAAAB_g/GnfxQoR18Jk/s320/15447_346224955143_743230143_9882538_7269291_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414345470431513010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this for us, cause Swei's leaving to Singapore next year ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbDLgTuI/AAAAAAAAB_w/oPw6sJZnQh4/s1600-h/15447_346235165143_743230143_9882628_5807984_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOhbDLgTuI/AAAAAAAAB_w/oPw6sJZnQh4/s320/15447_346235165143_743230143_9882628_5807984_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414348663111569122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Corn for movies :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this was on my birthday! and it was a totally memorable one!! Thanks to all my friends :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-3506662949584904816?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3506662949584904816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=3506662949584904816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3506662949584904816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3506662949584904816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/490th-post.html' title='490th post :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SyOW1K59j5I/AAAAAAAAB8o/ht93sa2UJhc/s72-c/DSC05215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4482413743542677142</id><published>2009-11-27T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:26:59.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want nobody,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;NOBODY, BUT YOU :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was a great and memorable one :D will blog about it after i get pictures from Swei&amp;amp;Hariz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thank you for those who stayed up till 12am, just to wish me. Thank you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lizzie;Sheena&amp;amp;Jingher&lt;/span&gt; for the calls :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thank you for those who were at pyramid. Sheilalee;Carissayuen;Mayyin;Shazahazwani;Robinsia;Kenshen;Brandonchew;Philippeyang;Likchuen;Brandonkoh;Cheinwee;Hariz;Alastair:)&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle;Alia;Jaryn;Sheena;Shulynn who wished me and gave me hugs :D Thanks girls.&lt;/span&gt; OH, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;special thanks to Mayyin&amp;amp;Shaowei who spent my bday dinner with me/sang me birthdaysong/bought me 2 slices of cake :D HEH, thanks both of you, you guys are the greatest best friends EVER :) &lt;/span&gt;OH. and,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; thanks to those who wished me on facebook/twitter; those who actually took the time to called me; those who texted me :) &lt;/span&gt;THANK YOU. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mayyin;Brandonchew, thanks for the christmas tree! IM loving it already :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Alastair;Robin, thanks for the bears! I really like it, hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Kenshen, thanks for the SimplePlan album, i love the songs in there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;AND. yesterday was THANKSGIVING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mayyin, thanksgiving is on the last thursday in NOVEMEBER) HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So, I would like to say I'm thankful for having the greatest family and friends every :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS TO ALL OF YOU WHO MADE MY DAY YESTERDAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4482413743542677142?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4482413743542677142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4482413743542677142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4482413743542677142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4482413743542677142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-nobody.html' title='I want nobody,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2352126328870529187</id><published>2009-11-25T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:33:20.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And you can see my heart beating,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You can see it through my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow, honestly :) Hope that tmrw will be a really fun fun day! HEHEHEH. Made plans with my awesomest friendS :D :D will blog about the feeling of becoming older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwwYgVwYUTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/TaWIyEnM_60/s1600/number1bluewithstarsballoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwwYgVwYUTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/TaWIyEnM_60/s320/number1bluewithstarsballoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407724196440068402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MOREEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DAYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;areeee youuuu exciteedd as much as i am? :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2352126328870529187?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2352126328870529187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2352126328870529187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2352126328870529187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2352126328870529187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-you-can-see-my-heart-beating.html' title='And you can see my heart beating,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwwYgVwYUTI/AAAAAAAAB8g/TaWIyEnM_60/s72-c/number1bluewithstarsballoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5844196439450190457</id><published>2009-11-24T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:35:55.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No escaping when I start,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Once I'm in, i own your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. ADAM LAMBERT ROCKS! Okay, not really, but his performance&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; " For Your Entertainment " &lt;/span&gt;during AMA totally rocked.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *excuse those sexual moments. &lt;/span&gt;Other than that, his voice is totally awesome! Seriously, I was so impressed by his performance :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1h5byMa8cqI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1h5byMa8cqI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5844196439450190457?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5844196439450190457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5844196439450190457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5844196439450190457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5844196439450190457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-escaping-when-i-start_24.html' title='No escaping when I start,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4677091369200268489</id><published>2009-11-23T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:42:51.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'd make it right for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right, i feel like blogging, again. H-A-H-A, lifeless me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ipoh on Friday, and it wasn't as boring as what I expected it to be. Time passed like hell quick when i was there, guess I was enjoying myself huh? Well, not really. Practically, ate, watch tv most of the time, listened to the adults talk, spent like almost every minute texting on the phone, and stone. Yeah, that was more like it. Didn't bring my camera, so I didn't camwhore. What a bummer :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwmF3x4BpZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KNgORjb8igs/s1600/2455278328_cefec7cb47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwmF3x4BpZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KNgORjb8igs/s320/2455278328_cefec7cb47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407000020962616722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;All I need is time, to prove to you that I'm good enough for you, and you're with me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4677091369200268489?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4677091369200268489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4677091369200268489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4677091369200268489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4677091369200268489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-time.html' title='Give me time,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwmF3x4BpZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KNgORjb8igs/s72-c/2455278328_cefec7cb47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6350253554753791303</id><published>2009-11-16T02:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T02:35:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded with all this pain,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;knowing i'll never really hold ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's november 16. Yeap, time passes really fast, when you least notice it.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 10 more days to my birthday. Not planning for anything I guess :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; I still prefer, sitting on my bed, reading my current book, and waiting for people to wish me :D Who knows? I might get another prank caller this year.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (like what lynn did last year, wtff. just because i pranked her about something, she had to prank me on my birthday?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAH. that was epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;If i'm not mistaken, i pranked her like, a month after SportsDay, about something to do with cheerleading, and on my birthday, she texted me, pretending to be a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "guy"&lt;/span&gt;. Worst thing was, SHE PAKAT WITH MY BROTHER SUMORE!! OMG. I was damn pissed. But, it was funny :) I think that made my birthday night :D HEHE. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So, this year, anyone would like to make my birthday night, by pranking me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cehwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hmm, i think I'm going to make an early birthday celebration with my babes :D along with sheilalee :) HEHE. Can't wait! It'll be like, 6 of us, finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not hoping for any presents, this year though. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Except for BRANDONCHEW's HOMECOOKED-FOOD :D :D.&lt;/span&gt; Other than that, i totally don't mind if I receive presents or not. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;BUT BUT, of course, for those who wants to buy me present, can actually fulfill my wishlist :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. BOYSLIKEGIRLS merchandise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;i know, it's supposed to be something I NEED, not something I WANT. But but, i want 'em desperately! :\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*hints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG8fXqKrI/AAAAAAAAB74/vypVqsG-4Z4/s1600-h/blg_iheartblg_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG8fXqKrI/AAAAAAAAB74/vypVqsG-4Z4/s320/blg_iheartblg_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404397557871422130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO HAVE TO HAVE THIS OKAY?! THIS OMG. SHIRT. IS DAMN CHIO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG85A5oPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/co54TSykIlc/s1600-h/motley_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG85A5oPI/AAAAAAAAB8A/co54TSykIlc/s320/motley_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404397564755288306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKTHISSHIT. I WANT THIS LIKE X1000000 OKAY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG9C-xMdI/AAAAAAAAB8I/DkSVrVXlYUI/s1600-h/shorts_z_copy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG9C-xMdI/AAAAAAAAB8I/DkSVrVXlYUI/s320/shorts_z_copy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404397567430701522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMGEE. LOOK AT THIS, IT'S DAMN PRETTY CAN?! HOW CAN I NOT HAVE THIS ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.READ BETWEEN THE LINES DVD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;another thing i WANT. GET ME THIS, I'LL LOVE YOU SHIAT. You can't find it here in Malaysia, so don't waste your time looking up @ Speedy/RockCorner. CAUSE YOU CAN ONLY FIND IT IN THE US T_T KILL ME, JUST KILL ME. BUT BUT! You can obviously order it from EBAY :D If you really really, want me to love you like forever, GET ME THAT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;*dream yokeshan, dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBHhxDseWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/fy8BVNuhy40/s1600-h/e563a08a-e1eb-43c0-add3-b04d2c3c1074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBHhxDseWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/fy8BVNuhy40/s320/e563a08a-e1eb-43c0-add3-b04d2c3c1074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404398198274685282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS.IS.LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaay, to things i NEED to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.BLACK SCHOOL SHOES :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Bata or not, whatever shit. Give me black school shoes, i'll thank you :D My current shoes are officially ruined/worned out. And, obviously I need new ones for next year, so.. you can give me those if you actually ran out of ideas on what to get me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;P.S:// MY SHOE SIZE IS 4/5 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Actually, this present is a hint for STANLEY, cause he always ask me to get new shoes, so.. since my bday is coming, HEY STANLEY, YOU CAN ACTUALLY GET ME NEW SHOES for my present! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. HIM, to tell me that he likes me too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;If he actually, tells me that he likes me too, on my birthday night, that will make my birthday night, special than ever :D but still, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*DREAM YOKESHAN. AS IF HE LIKES YOU )=&lt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.*to be filled in, when i made up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't make up my mind right now, SO YEAH :D will add more, if I know what else i want :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6350253554753791303?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6350253554753791303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6350253554753791303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6350253554753791303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6350253554753791303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/flooded-with-all-this-pain.html' title='Flooded with all this pain,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SwBG8fXqKrI/AAAAAAAAB74/vypVqsG-4Z4/s72-c/blg_iheartblg_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-3573468856258146432</id><published>2009-11-10T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:43:49.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the worst part is,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;before it gets any better, we're headed for a cliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried. I did try. I tried making things better. I wanted to make it happen, really. I wanted you so badly, till I was living in denial all the while. I just hate to admit, that I ain't good enough for you. I didn't want to face it. I never did. I've been telling myself, that things were going to work out, something was going to happen. But, i guess it's never going to be. Well, it's time. It's time for me to stop. It's time for me, to move on. There's no reason for me to stay, so i'm leaving. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I'm going to delete those few emo posts before. I'm trying to move on right now :D heh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sheila, don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures of ME to entertain you guys! HEH. Sorry, i don't really camwhore much. But,  I was so bored in the morning, so I decided to edit those photos i took on Sunday :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDo2KdswI/AAAAAAAAB7A/j1hA7v-39nY/s1600-h/DSC05715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDo2KdswI/AAAAAAAAB7A/j1hA7v-39nY/s320/DSC05715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402142122044142338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDpP1qVOI/AAAAAAAAB7I/umiuNwRUKuE/s1600-h/DSC05716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDpP1qVOI/AAAAAAAAB7I/umiuNwRUKuE/s320/DSC05716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402142128936211682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture, my left eye looks retarded ): Well, my left eye is smaller than my right eye, f.y.i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDpTFFl3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/tm4uhzu1v6o/s1600-h/DSC05717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDpTFFl3I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/tm4uhzu1v6o/s320/DSC05717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402142129806219122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My facebook profile picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDp94qGRI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/8YOhJU2p-cI/s1600-h/DSC05718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDp94qGRI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/8YOhJU2p-cI/s320/DSC05718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402142141296810258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my MSN display pic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDqJyNF3I/AAAAAAAAB7g/WQEIRAcl3tc/s1600-h/DSC05725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDqJyNF3I/AAAAAAAAB7g/WQEIRAcl3tc/s320/DSC05725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402142144490968946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGEEHEHEHEHE. I love high-waisted skirts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhF2kQz77I/AAAAAAAAB7o/P1vtVZKy0_c/s1600-h/DSC05724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhF2kQz77I/AAAAAAAAB7o/P1vtVZKy0_c/s320/DSC05724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402144556780351410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken before BLG's Meet&amp;amp;Greet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhF3EDqPJI/AAAAAAAAB7w/7lOSgY0td0c/s1600-h/DSC05721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhF3EDqPJI/AAAAAAAAB7w/7lOSgY0td0c/s320/DSC05721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402144565315124370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken at Claire's house. last last friday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE GOING SCHOOL TOMORROW! for cooking competition! WOOT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ps:// no, i'm not the chef. BrandonChew is -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-3573468856258146432?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/3573468856258146432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=3573468856258146432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3573468856258146432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/3573468856258146432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-worst-part-is.html' title='And the worst part is,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvhDo2KdswI/AAAAAAAAB7A/j1hA7v-39nY/s72-c/DSC05715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5751461106399165526</id><published>2009-11-08T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:25:38.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not crazy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm just a little unwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ditching school tomorrow, cause i'm lazy to go to school. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Okay, nope, that's not it. Is cause i can totally imagine myself, being a loner. Though I have Sheila&amp;amp;Shaza&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not sure bout her :X)&lt;/span&gt;, but then, still, i'll be a total loner right after school! Sitting alone, in the canteen, stoning. Yeap, that's more like it. Sigh. Was really planning to go, cause have to practice for Talentine, which is 4 days away, but suddenly, i'm really moodless to go :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyway, NATALIEHAY! thanks for listening just now :) Really appreciate it! And thanks for your advices, haha, and what you said, were so damn true okay! :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;OH, not forgetting you, CARISSAYUEN, thanks for listening to my ups&amp;amp;downs. HAHA, and thanks for listening ookiee? kam'sa'hap'nida! :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BTW. I WATCHED MICHAELJACKSON:THISISIT,&lt;/span&gt; just now, with ze' family! A&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ND OHMYGOD. It was awesome, okay! I cried, at the very beginning.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, yeah, PMS-ing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyway, it's the BOMB! Seriously, i could picture, if the concert was still  going on, with him, being alive, the concert would be a blast. Sigh, really do miss MJ though. Those people who got to work with him, they're really lucky! Working with the KingOfPop! That's really cool, and he's a legend :) I also dont know how some people can find it boring ): BOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svbvs36QFpI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZsTtAoMgPqE/s1600-h/michael-jackson-this-is-it-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svbvs36QFpI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZsTtAoMgPqE/s320/michael-jackson-this-is-it-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401768357279045266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/10 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ER,&lt;br /&gt;I'M HUNGRY *CRIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvbweWTI-cI/AAAAAAAAB6I/cPybQy0eDSo/s1600-h/DSC05708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvbweWTI-cI/AAAAAAAAB6I/cPybQy0eDSo/s320/DSC05708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401769207250090434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was wearing high-waisted skirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svbwekq_UAI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/qIj1DIUcO3k/s1600-h/DSC05685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svbwekq_UAI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/qIj1DIUcO3k/s320/DSC05685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401769211108216834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;HELLO. my name is yokeshan :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and i'm hungry right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;at this moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;12.25a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5751461106399165526?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5751461106399165526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5751461106399165526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5751461106399165526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5751461106399165526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-crazy.html' title='I&apos;m not crazy,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svbvs36QFpI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZsTtAoMgPqE/s72-c/michael-jackson-this-is-it-movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6879258938274311757</id><published>2009-11-06T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:43:08.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How does it feel like being alone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Don't you know, i'm waiting for your hold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OHMYFUCKINGGOD. I'm fucking having sore throat :\ Frankly speaking, I HATE SORE THROAT, and i seldom have sore throat. But right now, i think i'm getting sick, that's why i'm having sore throat. DEEP SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvQP-T3fBRI/AAAAAAAAB5M/u-DRIQeS9UE/s1600-h/7316_1059678310705_1788332108_121492_526244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvQP-T3fBRI/AAAAAAAAB5M/u-DRIQeS9UE/s320/7316_1059678310705_1788332108_121492_526244_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400959416283366674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture was taken during PMR latih-tubi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*credits to aliya's camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, went to school today. The last time i went to school, was last Friday. Officially skipped school for 4 days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wtf, why am i feeling proud?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I guess i wasn't used to waking up early anymore,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; i woke up late today.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I thought i set my alarm on, but i guess I didn't. I end up waking up at 7.15a.m. I freaked out, at that moment, and thank god, my sister's college was at 9am. So i managed to go to school around 8 something &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did nothing much at school. Played Monopoly during the last period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, waited for 45 minutes for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wi-Liam&amp;amp;Zaqir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Picked me up from school, then dropped Zaq at AC. Been long since I've seen Zaq ): &lt;/span&gt;Then, went to Pyramid with Wil. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Got movie tickets, then to SakaeSushi. Met up with Swei;Farah. Nina came and joined us a little later after that. Had lunch together. Stone infront of TopShop since we were bored :X Went to MCD to chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Swei;Wil and I were talking about how guys go up to girls, to get their numbers. Then suddenly, this guy, came to our table, and talked to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*talking about where he's from and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Him: Er, where's your college? Sunway? Taylors? Monash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me: What makes you think we're even college? HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Him: Oh? You're not college? Secondary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me: Er, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Swei: I'm from MedicalSchool, and he&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(wil)&lt;/span&gt;'s from Taylors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Him: Oh, you're not college?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me: Me? HAHA, no no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Him: Wow, you look so matured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me: HEARD THAT OR NOTT?! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*he asked us to buy car stickers from him, for some donation thingy shit thing :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Him: You can give this to your boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me: HAHA, i'm single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Him: OH? Really? You so beautiful, how can you not have a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOLNESS. I BET HE WAS JUST SAYING ALL THOSE, SO THAT WE'D BUY THE CAR STICKERS FROM HIM. YEAH, WE DID BUY. THERE GO OUR RM20 ): ): It was a CON OKAYYYY. I think. But STILL! EEEE. Can't believe people would actually dare to con, in PYRAMID. wtfff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to cinema, wanted to get ticket for Swei, but tak jadi. Then went for movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JENNIFER'S BODY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvRC5-1j3wI/AAAAAAAAB5U/1n7ULlCOx-M/s1600-h/200px-Jennifers_body_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvRC5-1j3wI/AAAAAAAAB5U/1n7ULlCOx-M/s320/200px-Jennifers_body_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401015417011691266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i rate it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7.5/10 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the show's not bad, but not THAT good either. I like a few lines from there! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"We can play Mummy and Daddy" &amp;amp; " I go both ways&lt;/span&gt;" HAHAHAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6879258938274311757?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6879258938274311757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6879258938274311757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6879258938274311757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6879258938274311757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-does-it-feel-like-being-alone.html' title='How does it feel like being alone?'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SvQP-T3fBRI/AAAAAAAAB5M/u-DRIQeS9UE/s72-c/7316_1059678310705_1788332108_121492_526244_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5943924099814960916</id><published>2009-11-02T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:42:29.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're falling apart ;)</title><content type='html'>Currently blogging while lying down on my bed. I&amp;#39;m hungry ): wanna get  &lt;br&gt;food but I&amp;#39;m so lazy to go downstairs. Sigh. Guess I&amp;#39;ll just go to  &lt;br&gt;sleep to stop my hunger :X&lt;p&gt;Gonna ditch school later. School will be a bore even if I do go ):&lt;p&gt;Haven&amp;#39;t been blogging lately, cause I don&amp;#39;t know what to write. I  &lt;br&gt;always write half way but end up deleting the post. I&amp;#39;m thinking to  &lt;br&gt;delete my blog and stop blogging for a mean time.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5943924099814960916?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5943924099814960916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5943924099814960916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5943924099814960916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5943924099814960916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-falling-apart.html' title='We&apos;re falling apart ;)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7971162003783276756</id><published>2009-11-01T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:35:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAR, rocked my socks :)</title><content type='html'>Came home from AAR like an hour ago. Thanks to Wi-Liam for fetching me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'll get those pictures from Olivia's camera, cause i didn't bring one. But all i can say is, AAR was ze' bomb! And the fact that I was standing right infront of the stage, right in the middle, just made it better. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will update again, when i get those pictures!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7971162003783276756?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7971162003783276756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7971162003783276756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7971162003783276756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7971162003783276756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/11/aar-rocked-my-socks.html' title='AAR, rocked my socks :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6899126090144430303</id><published>2009-10-27T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:49:39.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No way to hide,</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there's no way to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Currently blogging @ Voonmayyin's :)&lt;/span&gt; Sleeping over hers tonight! &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Clairecosset and her are currently playing nintendoWii, and i'm using the internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun! &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Went for gym @ TrueFitness, Jaya 33 with Nataliehay &amp;amp; Derrickng &lt;em&gt;(the birthdayboy).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Made Derrick to wait for an hour T_T Sorry doode! But we managed to made him back on mood later! Heh. Went on threadmill and so much more :) Then&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, chilled downstairs and have a talk about friends; family and all. Around 2.20 p.m, Derrick left, so Nataliehay and i planned to go for sauna, but that smartass girl forgotten to bring towel! HAHAHA, so yeah. Went to some Japanese restaurant to have lunch :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And we started to talk about guys. Hm, she understands me the best, and tells me what i shall do best! After that, went to sit @ TheCoffeeBean and started to talk about our problems. We both have the same problems actually. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;Then her driver sent me to Mayyin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watched UNBORN with Mayyin; Clairecosset&amp;amp; Philippe.&lt;/span&gt; Was sleeping during half of the movie. COULDN'T HELP IT :P Was too tired. Ate pizza for dinner. Tehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today i actually spent my time with my best buddies :) &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love being around with them, cause i don't have to be someone. I just have to be MYSELF when i'm with them. THANKS BABES :D :D.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nataliehay, thank you so much! I owe you alot, for listening to me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6899126090144430303?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6899126090144430303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6899126090144430303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6899126090144430303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6899126090144430303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-way-to-hide.html' title='No way to hide,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-901874021184310074</id><published>2009-10-26T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:39:45.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the only exception.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you are the only exception. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I've no idea why i'm feeling down again. I thought i could put it all aside, but sheila made me realized that there's no way that i can put this feeling away, that easily. There's just times, where i feel like slamming my keys, and just type " DOODE, I LIKE YOU. " and send it to you, period. But i'll start to think twice, about how's it going to affect our friendship, and how's it going to affect everyone else, not just you and me. Things might change, and it might get worse. Things that we will never know, might happened. It might be good, if you feel the same way as i do, but i'm sure it'll be pretty bad, if you don't. Sometimes is just good to just keep it to yourself, but i just can't take it anymore. I can't bear with this fucking feeling. I think i'll only feel better when i've finally find my guts out to tell you i like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep now. Hope that i can meet Nataliehay in 8 hours, and also sleepover at Mayyin's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-901874021184310074?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/901874021184310074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=901874021184310074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/901874021184310074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/901874021184310074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-only-exception.html' title='You are the only exception.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5241879354576792755</id><published>2009-10-24T21:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:34:38.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DJ, you build me up,you break me down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My heart, it pounds. Yeah, you got me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since i've blogged. I'm so lazy to blog bout it, but a part of me wanna blog bout it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a LONG POST ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1. OCTOBER 14.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Slept over at Clairecosset's the night before with Mayyin.&lt;/span&gt; Woke up quite early. Showered, got ready, then packed. Double check-ed on our luggage. Was waiting for Nataliehay, but we decided to meet her in school.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Left Clairecosset's at 7a.m, then headed to school, and picked Nataliehay up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUD-R7rI/AAAAAAAAB1s/dxBvsr3-AzY/s1600-h/DSC03951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUD-R7rI/AAAAAAAAB1s/dxBvsr3-AzY/s320/DSC03951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396195606090870450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we left to LCCT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUV9H8PI/AAAAAAAAB10/vcb5zIdpbDs/s1600-h/DSC03952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUV9H8PI/AAAAAAAAB10/vcb5zIdpbDs/s320/DSC03952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396195610917859570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clairecosset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUuQLmDI/AAAAAAAAB18/Y0YSfqp5sV8/s1600-h/DSC03953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUuQLmDI/AAAAAAAAB18/Y0YSfqp5sV8/s320/DSC03953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396195617440241714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, HERE I COME :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to LCCT. Took like an hour or so.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Called the guys on our way there, apparently, they just only woke up, and was going to leave Brandonchew's house since all of them were staying over at his. &lt;/span&gt;Reached LCCT around 8.30a.m. Went for breakfast. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Around 9am, the guys reached. And, met up with AuntyDoreen(philippe's mum). She helped us to check in, and we waited for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in, went for breakfast with the guys at MCD.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; We were done by 9.30a.m. So we went to the immigration counter. Got through, and we had to wait for Cheinwee. His passport couldn't make it because he did an extension, and not a renewal. The people there held him up, so we had to wait for him. He managed to get through by 9.50 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Went to the gate. And that was the most happening situation ever happened. I was walking right behind, and when i reached the gate, all of them were sitting down. I was quite surprised to know that they were sitting down, instead of chasing for the plane. Our flight was supposely 10am, f.y.i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Derrick: AIYAAA. the plane also not here. Sit down laaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;So all of us sat down. Then, an officer came and asked us for our flight number. Told him, and he informed us, that.. WE WERE LATE FOR OUR FLIGHT. We begged him to let us in, but he said it was TOO LATE, and.. we sort of MISSED OUR FLIGHT. We were dead shocked, and didn't know what to do. Aunty Doreen was trying so hard to get us in, but we were really late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjVEoP6_I/AAAAAAAAB2M/EJjtIOzrs4Y/s1600-h/DSC03955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjVEoP6_I/AAAAAAAAB2M/EJjtIOzrs4Y/s320/DSC03955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396195623446768626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed the flight, it's time to camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmYYV1Q5I/AAAAAAAAB2U/z4qQ8gNuBlg/s1600-h/DSC03957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmYYV1Q5I/AAAAAAAAB2U/z4qQ8gNuBlg/s320/DSC03957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396198978812724114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" missed the flight "&lt;/span&gt; face ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had no choice, but to buy a new ticket. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;We camped infront of the ticket counters, waiting for Aunty Doreen to get us new flight tickets. THANK GOD we managed to get 'em. :) &lt;/span&gt;Our flight was 12.45 a.m, if i'm not mistaken. Waited for 2 hours or more. We boarded the gate at 11.30 a.m, so that we won't be late, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmY7EJVEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/zm8UMb8BS24/s1600-h/DSC03970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmY7EJVEI/AAAAAAAAB2c/zm8UMb8BS24/s320/DSC03970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396198988133782594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty clouds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmZFmyfKI/AAAAAAAAB2k/LGHRJO1Fb5k/s1600-h/DSC03973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmZFmyfKI/AAAAAAAAB2k/LGHRJO1Fb5k/s320/DSC03973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396198990963440802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brandonchewyunkeong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up the plane, then flew to Singapore :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Was much excited being on the plane! Been so long since i sat on an aeroplane :P Brandonchew stuffed me with food so that i could stop annoying him :P THANKS FOR BELANJA-ING ME :D :D&lt;/span&gt; Then i lost count of time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Once we reached, I was quite hyper. I mean, how could i not right?! FIRST TIME STEPPING INTO SINGAPORE :D :D &lt;/span&gt;After all the immigration stuffs, we got into a cab :D the cab driver was so nice &amp;amp; friendly! He introduced everything when we were on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmZY8oKuI/AAAAAAAAB2s/I7XTsAcbTEg/s1600-h/DSC03980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmZY8oKuI/AAAAAAAAB2s/I7XTsAcbTEg/s320/DSC03980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396198996155312866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached ChangiAirport :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmbqM7O7I/AAAAAAAAB20/K1QeVAxN1U4/s1600-h/DSC03982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMmbqM7O7I/AAAAAAAAB20/K1QeVAxN1U4/s320/DSC03982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396199035146812338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye of Singapore? is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Reached Sentosa. Checked in our hotel. :D&lt;/span&gt; the hotel wasn't as nice as what we expected. The room, were small. For us, it was spacious. Only 4 girls in one room. But for the guys, they had to squeeze and all. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After chilling for a bit, we went to check out Sentosa :D :D First, we went for the TigerSkyTower! Managed to see the whole view of Singapore :) It was pretty indeed. Then we went for some 4d thingy, LOG RIDE. &lt;/span&gt;It was quite fun. But the turn off part, was.. we had to wait for like 15 minutes, cause the thingy was like stuck for more than 4 times. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpRAUnavI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Ubh8xuj8Y6U/s1600-h/DSC04005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpRAUnavI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Ubh8xuj8Y6U/s320/DSC04005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396202150640970482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ze'french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoOhn8fNI/AAAAAAAAB3M/0ixWaTBlNd4/s1600-h/DSC03991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoOhn8fNI/AAAAAAAAB3M/0ixWaTBlNd4/s320/DSC03991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396201008529177810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TigerSkyTower :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoO98qIrI/AAAAAAAAB3U/5gYxe9pg00M/s1600-h/DSC03992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoO98qIrI/AAAAAAAAB3U/5gYxe9pg00M/s320/DSC03992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396201016132248242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Up here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoPEf-F9I/AAAAAAAAB3c/K0SLPnySlEg/s1600-h/DSC04001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoPEf-F9I/AAAAAAAAB3c/K0SLPnySlEg/s320/DSC04001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396201017890969554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome view isn't it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpRTYwgwI/AAAAAAAAB30/CUA6s-Fghd0/s1600-h/DSC04012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpRTYwgwI/AAAAAAAAB30/CUA6s-Fghd0/s320/DSC04012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396202155758617346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merLION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoONMKY5I/AAAAAAAAB28/g0o_dzxoj4Q/s1600-h/DSC03984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoONMKY5I/AAAAAAAAB28/g0o_dzxoj4Q/s320/DSC03984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396201003043939218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a TRAM at Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoOUvmMNI/AAAAAAAAB3E/uYqrmgUneUI/s1600-h/DSC03986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMoOUvmMNI/AAAAAAAAB3E/uYqrmgUneUI/s320/DSC03986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396201005071610066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a BUS :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpSFAtzBI/AAAAAAAAB38/MEyn0mvrnBQ/s1600-h/DSC04014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpSFAtzBI/AAAAAAAAB38/MEyn0mvrnBQ/s320/DSC04014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396202169079548946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nataliehay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpRI5XDUI/AAAAAAAAB3s/T8HA98IRAzA/s1600-h/DSC04006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMpRI5XDUI/AAAAAAAAB3s/T8HA98IRAzA/s320/DSC04006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396202152942570818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is coming NEXT YEAR JAN :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Went for dinner at The Arche's after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dineshravi, Clairecosset, Derrick and I were lost. We were walking far behind from the group, and the next thing we knew, they weren't infront of us anymore. Thank god we knew where was the restaurant, so we managed to meet them up there.&lt;/span&gt; Had buffet for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;After that, went for some water fountain performance. It was called SongOfTheSea. :D It was a good show! Effects were great, fireworks were awesome! Enjoyed the show :)&lt;/span&gt; Then we went for another 4D thing. It's some movie thing about Pirates. It has effects too. That was when Solomon went crazy.HAHAH. he was hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqM-cKWqI/AAAAAAAAB4M/v_uy9o03TL4/s1600-h/DSC04017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqM-cKWqI/AAAAAAAAB4M/v_uy9o03TL4/s320/DSC04017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203180927900322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dineshravi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqNLTgUrI/AAAAAAAAB4U/X16P0blfXLM/s1600-h/DSC04018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqNLTgUrI/AAAAAAAAB4U/X16P0blfXLM/s320/DSC04018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203184381252274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippeyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqNg2ruPI/AAAAAAAAB4k/wv7p-MeS3Js/s1600-h/DSC04043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqNg2ruPI/AAAAAAAAB4k/wv7p-MeS3Js/s320/DSC04043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203190165944562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SongsOfTheSea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqN8FhqHI/AAAAAAAAB4s/8z1rOXRNIDE/s1600-h/DSC04025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqN8FhqHI/AAAAAAAAB4s/8z1rOXRNIDE/s320/DSC04025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203197475956850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singers&amp;amp;dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqNRQeWrI/AAAAAAAAB4c/AcDAvHGfXBY/s1600-h/DSC04038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqNRQeWrI/AAAAAAAAB4c/AcDAvHGfXBY/s320/DSC04038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203185979153074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great effects, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Then went for Karoke at another hotel. Had lotsa fun during karaoke! Philippe &amp;amp; Solomon were doing hardcore singing, which was hilarious! HAHAH. We drank too. All i could say was, we had fun, singing :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;After karaoke, went back to the hotel, and changed to flip-flops! Went to the beach at 1a.m. HAHAHA. crazy man. Played with the sand a little while, then we played GalahPanjang. It was a fun game, but.. the rules were all wrong, so.. it was quite jumbled up :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqsTk-CgI/AAAAAAAAB40/N-yzTOiSlt4/s1600-h/DSC04045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMqsTk-CgI/AAAAAAAAB40/N-yzTOiSlt4/s320/DSC04045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203719177931266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke at Marinaclub :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the room around 2-3 a.m. Changed to our Pyjamas. :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then, half of the guys came into our room, while the other half went to OrchardRoad by Cab :) The guys end up telling us ghost stories! So we were quite afraid, and we asked the guys to sleep with us instead :\ Slept around 3 in the morning :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day, had alot of waiting&amp;amp;delaying. Was a bummer for waiting. But we totally enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;my 2nd;3rd;4th day; 2 nights of Sleepover at Nataliehay's ; outing at OU with the bestbuds ; sleepover at Clairecosset&amp;amp;outing at Pyramid &lt;/span&gt;soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;p.s:// THANKS TO VOONMAYYIN for telling me that it was A TRAM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5241879354576792755?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5241879354576792755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5241879354576792755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5241879354576792755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5241879354576792755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/dj-you-build-me-upyou-break-me-down.html' title='DJ, you build me up,you break me down.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SuMjUD-R7rI/AAAAAAAAB1s/dxBvsr3-AzY/s72-c/DSC03951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6209046361485307027</id><published>2009-10-22T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T01:46:12.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't go now,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;please don't fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;It's 1.10 a.m, and i'm feeling so shitty right now. I feel so fucking used. I feel like i can't make up my mind, and i can't find my way out here. I feel so lost, as i've said. I need someone to tell me what to do, but they don't know what i really want. It hurts when you want something, but you can't have it. It hurts to know, that things aren't going to work out the way you want it. It hurts to know, that you can't get back up, when you've fallen so deep. Brandon's right. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nobody can change somebody, the only way is to change yourself.&lt;/span&gt; I've always had a problem with guys and relationships. I admit. I'm someone who can fall for a guy easily. Even the simplest thing they do, i can even fall for them. Sweet talks or not, i'll fall for them. Good looking or not, i don't give a shit. This is why, i can't handle relationships. I'm those type of people, who take things quickly and seriously at the same time. It always happens, the same way. When i fall for the guy deep enough, that's when he'll turn his head back, and fucking leave me there. It's not my fault that i'm taking things fast okay? I can't help it. You think i get to choose? I know i can control it, but sometimes it's hard to resist. This is happening for the frigging 3rd time. And i really don't know what to do. Sometimes, i just feel like keeping NO CONTACTS with everything which is happening in this world. I just don't want to know about anything. It's my feelings which bothers me. I just have to say that it hurts. All this time of trying to tell myself, not to fall deep again, that's when it happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6209046361485307027?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6209046361485307027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6209046361485307027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6209046361485307027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6209046361485307027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/please-dont-go-now.html' title='Please don&apos;t go now,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1938048619881853404</id><published>2009-10-20T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:07:33.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing us a song, and we'll sing it back to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We could sing our own, but what would it be without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for school today. I know i know, it's after PMR, and i'm still going to school. I miss my friends so much okaaayy! So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home yesterday night. Was feeling so hyper, cause I'm finally back home after 6 days of being away :) Have never been away from my family for so long.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; 4 days at Singapore, 2 days at Nataliehayyianyian's.&lt;/span&gt; Parents were like happy to see me, and i gave them big hugs cause i dearly missed them. I couldn't stop blabbing about Singapore to my mum, HAHA. I pitied her that time, cause she was forced to listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to say about my 6 days. I guess, it has been my best week ever, best 6 days in my whole life. Getting to spend my days and nights with my best buddies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll blog later when i'm done napping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever felt so lost? Is like, you've so much to say, but just right now, at this moment, you're lost. You've no idea what it's like, or what you want. It's like you're just standing in the middle of a desert, with no one, and nothing. But just you. You're not sure on what you're suppose to do, to save yourself. You know there's a way, but you ain't getting there. You're clueless bout everything which is happening right now. You don't wanna fall deep, so you're pulling back yourself from everything which is pulling you in. You know nothing bout it, but your mind just cant stop thinking bout it. It just leaves you, standing in a middle of nowhere, feeling lost and clueless. You know you could, but you don't know if you want to. Somehow, you know something's stopping you from it. I don't wanna fall back in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1938048619881853404?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1938048619881853404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1938048619881853404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1938048619881853404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1938048619881853404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/sing-us-song-and-well-sing-it-back-to.html' title='Sing us a song, and we&apos;ll sing it back to you.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1695269049886306335</id><published>2009-10-18T00:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:23:20.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well go get a shovel,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;we'll dig a deep hole, to bury the castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came back from Singapore around 6pm. :) and now i'm sleeping over at nataliehayyianyian's. She's sleeping already, and im just blogging here. Feel so lazy to blog bout my Singapore trip, as i cant upload the photos. Oh well, all i can say is, our singapore trip was the best best best :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first visit to Singapore, and it's with my friends but guess what? I MISSED MY FLIGHT TO SINGAPORE. HAHA. but thank god, we managed to get another flight, and get to go Singapore, safe and sound. Those 4 days at Singapore with 13 friends, were awesome! Somehow, time passes really fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, that's all for now i guess. Gonna blog more tomorrow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1695269049886306335?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1695269049886306335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1695269049886306335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1695269049886306335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1695269049886306335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-go-get-shovel.html' title='Well go get a shovel,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6419456416028020255</id><published>2009-10-13T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:14:37.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't want us to burn out,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I didn't come here to hold you. Now,i can't stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;PMR'S HELL OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FUCK YEAAAAAAAHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*okay,honestly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my excitement is not as EXCITED as what i'm typing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BUT FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IT'S FUCKING OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SCREW THOSE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SCREW THOSE.. "STAY UP LATE, JUST TO STUDY" NIGHTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SCREW FORM 1;2;3 BOOKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SCREW STUDYING FOR 3 MONTHS :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NOW I CAN, USE THE COMPUTER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;NO MATTER FOR HOW LONG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OR HOW I WANT IT TO BE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can go BLG with my BLGBABES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh, speaking of my BLGBABES! As you people read my previous post, I've met awesome friends! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anis&amp;amp;Lizzie :D Both of them have been really friendly, and nice! Along with Danielle&amp;amp;Sheena :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;On Saturday night, we went CUCKOO, talking about BoysLikeGirls from 12am till 4am. NON STOP. yeah, how crazy, BUT THAT'S HOW WE ROLL :D I was really really lame, and we've made our own inside jokes! eg: BEEFIANS; BEEFWORLD; BEEFQUEEN; BEEFSUITS. Don't get it? You don't have to :) Well, they totally rock my world, honestly. BABES, WE GOTTA DO IT AGAIN! STALKING+MSN NIGHTS SINCE MY PMR'S OVER! HEH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will be sleeping over&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Claireze'french's&lt;/span&gt;, later at night. Then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SINGAPORE TOMORROW. &lt;/span&gt;FUCK FUCK. BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY, LIKE MONTHS AGO. AND NOW IT'S FINALLY HERE! and this reminds me, I'VE NOT EVEN FUCKING PACKED FOR TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. ADIOS PEOPLE :) I'll update my twitter as often as possible, if i can find Wi-Fi. SO! FOLLOW MY TWITTER, TO KNOW MY ADVENTURE IN SINGAPORE :D :D or either, just text me if you need anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER: WWW.TWITTER.COM/LEEYOKESHAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6419456416028020255?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6419456416028020255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6419456416028020255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6419456416028020255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6419456416028020255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-didnt-want-us-to-burn-out.html' title='I didn&apos;t want us to burn out,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-2655798391521876154</id><published>2009-10-04T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:50:30.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You came into my life,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and i thought, hey,you know this could be something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i may sound like a stalker :X &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAUSE I JUST STALKED BOYSLIKEGIRLS TODAY.&lt;/span&gt; But i'm really glad that could meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BryanDonahue &amp;amp;JohnKeefe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Kinda upset, cause we couldn't meet PaulDigiovanni; MartinJohnson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Around 1.15a.m yesterday, Danielle;Sheena and I were talking about BLG&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dan had the urge to meet JohnKeefe, and she gave the idea of stalking them at their hotels. I know the hotel quite well, so why not right? We planned our time and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Then, Danielle asked her mum at 10am, and apparently, her mum allowed. Sheena's mum allowed her too. &lt;/span&gt;So it was only me. My dad allowed, but i didn't have transport. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;My mum refused to fetch me to Danielle's house at first, but she did in the end :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Around 12.35p.m, left to Dan's house :D Around 2.10p.m, we left Dan's house, and headed to KL :D Reached the hotel around 2.30 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;Was really bored, and we were trying not to make so much noise. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Around 2.55p.m, AnisFilza came to the hotel, and we sat down at the ReceptionistDesk. I brought my books to study :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;At 3.15p.m, Lizzie came and met us :) She's really nice! So friendly &amp;amp; pretty too! I met her on twitter, and it was my first time meeting her there! Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then we waited for like an hour, and around 4pm, we were like stoning and kept quiet. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Suddenly, I heard Sheena saying " Psshhhh" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*idk what the hell she was saying. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So i turned my back, AND I SAW &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRYANDONAHUE COMING OUT FROM THE ELEVATOR. OHMYFUCKINGMAMA. &lt;/span&gt;He saw us, and gave us a smile! He was so cute T_T And he waved at us :) 5 of us were like, stunned. And nobody moved for like 30 seconds. We were so dumb, to not even chase after him. But, we managed to say BYE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie &amp;amp; I then, went outside to check where did Bryan go, but we didn't manage to catch him around. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Then around 5 something, we saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lenka :) &lt;/span&gt;At first, she came down from the lobby, with just wearing a robe, and i didn't know it was her. So my head, was like thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Woah, this tourist, is really cool. She came down to the lobby, with just a robe". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then, Lizzie told us it was LENKAKRIPAC! &lt;/span&gt;We panicked shit, and wanted to ask her for photographs. But it's just plain rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So Anis went to asked her for autograph, but the SonyPeople said that she'll come back down, and asked us to wait -.- &lt;/span&gt;Then, Lenka was waiting for the elevator, Anis just went up to her and asked for autograph :) We said HI to her, and BYE to her! She's kinda friendly :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then it was around 5.30p.m, saw like BLG's manager/assistants and all :) We talked in Malay, so that they wouldn't know we were talking about BLG. But, Danielle, the smart ass.. said something in malay, then MARTIN'S name. Well, obviously they'd know right? So she was like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " Err.. MartinOng."&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA. WE BURST OUT INTO LAUGHERS. Managed to ask them if BLG was coming down, but he didn't know. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Then, we saw Lenka's band members too, and we talked in Malay, then Sheena said something like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" itu bukan LENKA".&lt;/span&gt; So, she stated the obvious again. And we were like..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" LENKA ONG." &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHA. It's a you-got-to-be-there-thing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;We felt so bummed when it was 5.45p.m, cause like.. we were about to leave and we didn't get to take a picture with any of them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then around 5 minutes later, the elevator door opened, and i saw JOHNKEEFE. &lt;/span&gt;I couldn't believe my eyes, honestly. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till, DAN shouted BEEF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dan: BEEF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sheen: OH MY GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Anis;Me;Lizzie squealed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dan: Can we have a picture? PLEASE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;John: sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: John! Do you remember me? I was telling you that i had a friend, Dan. She's Dan :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*points to Dan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;John: Oh yeah. I remember you :) You guys have been waiting all day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All of us: YEAAAAHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: For 4 hours :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;John: Wow, you guys are determined!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*asked for photographs+autographs* HE HELD MY WAIST. OH MY MAMA, AND I WAS SHAKING T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;John: Why are you guys shaking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: Cause we're excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;John: For?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me: CAUSE WE GET TO SEE YOU :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lizzie: I caught your drumsticks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(she went for HennessyArtistryEvent, last night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;John: Oh that's cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Before he left, we asked him for HUGS! OMG, I LOVE HIS HUG T_T. Then Dan and Sheena gave him a kiss on his cheeks :) After that, he left. Then, WE WERE LIKE&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " OMGGGGG." *squealed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Around 3 minutes later, I left to Danielle's house with Sheen ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Ssd9L37CWGI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vcsb3sxXrSI/s1600-h/john.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Ssd9L37CWGI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vcsb3sxXrSI/s320/john.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388413122115688546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEEF :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they're leaving to Vietnam tomorrow. Oh well. Hope that i'll get to meet them the next time they're back in Malaysia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;p.s:// i may have left somemore details. Read &lt;a href="http://sheenaks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sheena&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;a href="http://danielle-o.blogspot.com/"&gt;Danielle&lt;/a&gt;; for more details :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-2655798391521876154?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/2655798391521876154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=2655798391521876154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2655798391521876154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/2655798391521876154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-came-into-my-life.html' title='You came into my life,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Ssd9L37CWGI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vcsb3sxXrSI/s72-c/john.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4726005224178513454</id><published>2009-10-02T22:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:31:00.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream come true.</title><content type='html'>Before i start, this post is going to be all about BOYSLIKEGIRLS. No interest? You can leave :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;THANK YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANIS FILZA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;FOR BRINGING ME TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOYSLIKEGIRLS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meet&amp;amp;greet session&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;my fairy godmother :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SHE MADE MY DREAM COME TRUE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HELL YEAH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SHE ROCK ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;AnisFilza is a girl i just met on twitter :D Well, not JUST. but prolly a month ago? Anis, i'm sure you wanna know how i met you right. So here's the truth. HAHA, NO IM NOT A STALKER :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;There was one day, after MTVWorldstage, she twit-ed 8TV, about MTVWorldStage. So i was sort of interested on who she was, so i went to her twitter page. Then, her twitter page was full of BOYSLIKEGIRLS. I assumed that she was a fan of them, like me. I have no idea why, but i had the urge to know her better. So i twit-ed her, and asked if she's a fan of BLG. Apparently, she replied to my twit. and we got closer and closer :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So, we were like close friends then. And, she has the GoldenTicket for BLG Meet&amp;amp;Greet Session. At first, it was open for 21 and above. Then, i've no idea why it wasn't. But, Anis gave me a surprise, sorta. She DM-ed me on Twitter, and asked me to go online on Thursday night. She told me it was  A HUGE THING,  that she wants to tell me. So i panicked like shit, and kept pestering her to tell me. So, she told me like, an hour later, that, BLG MEET AND GREET SESSION, IS OPEN TO EVERYONE :D I got so high, and everything. Then, she told me, that, SHE'S BRINGING ME :D ;D or else, she'd rather go ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, hence, i got to meet BOYSLIKEGIRLS because of her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's the part on my day MEETING them :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbsVLeeI/AAAAAAAABzc/KM4yllVb0ig/s1600-h/shan1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbsVLeeI/AAAAAAAABzc/KM4yllVb0ig/s320/shan1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388039559928576482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i left the house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached KL around 5pm. Went to KLCC to have something to eat with Mum&amp;amp;Uncle. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Anis came over to KLCC and met me there :) Went to Kinokuniya, to find for a marker pen, since i had no sharpie. Then left KLCC around 6.05pm. We were like late, cause we were suppose to be there by 6.15pm. But it was a heavy traffic, so yeah. Maryam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(another girl i met on twitter), &lt;/span&gt;was rushing us! Anis and I were panicking, hoping we weren't too late. But SonyMusic called us, to confirm with us if we were going. So we told them that we're going to be late. Apparently, THEY WAITED FOR US :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;When we reached, we rushed to the LobbyLounge. SonyMusic people came and told us the details and everything. After that, we met up with other BLG freaks like&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; WongMeiYuan; Maryam; Tracy and a few more other people which i never got to catch their names :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they asked us to line up, with our friend.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And after 10 minutes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MARTINJOHNSON; BRYANDONAHUE;JOHNKEEFE SHOWED UP :D :D&lt;/span&gt; At first, i heard like.. some girls screaming&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " OMG" ,&lt;/span&gt; so i looked out, AND I SAW THEM!! All of us took out our cameras! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;PAULDIGIOVANNI was late, that's why he wasn't here. All of us were like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" OMG OMG, WHERE'S PAUL!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmdgnInhI/AAAAAAAAByc/QhUEmaV2p7c/s1600-h/BLG1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmdgnInhI/AAAAAAAAByc/QhUEmaV2p7c/s320/BLG1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388036292607516178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(In blue plaid shirt)&lt;/span&gt;;Bryan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Black tight shirt)&lt;/span&gt;;John&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Black shirt, with black beanie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We queued up, to take a picture with them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, SonyPeople did&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n't allow us to ASK FOR AUTOGRAPHS. Just PICTURES. That's plain bullshit okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fucked that thing, and straight away asked them.  After a picture, I talked to the boys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmd8KBFUI/AAAAAAAAByk/Bf8zCexW_uc/s1600-h/BLG2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmd8KBFUI/AAAAAAAAByk/Bf8zCexW_uc/s320/BLG2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388036300001580354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anis;Martin;Bryan;Me;John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*after the picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: Hi Martin, can i have an autograph? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Martin: Yeah sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: Do you read your blog comments often? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Martin: Sorry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: Your blog comments.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Martin: You meant martinsaysdotcom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: Yeah, martinsaysdotcom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Martin: Quite often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: I left a comment! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Martin: That's sweet of you :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pats my back.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then i asked Bryan&amp;amp;John for autographs too. Wanted to talk more, but SonyPeople were like, rushing us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Girls, you have to go already." &lt;/span&gt;So hence. Then, went out of the lobby, and other people were like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" OMG, YOU GUYS ASKED FOR AUTOGRAPHS?!?!?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After 5 minutes, the boys came out, and Bryan&amp;amp;Martin were like walking so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; But i managed to ask them for HUGS :D :D and and i love love them omg T_T I love hugging them :) But girls were crowding over them. Oh well.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went and talk to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JohnKeefe on behalf, of DanielleHo :D :D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Me: Hi JOHN! I've a friend, her name is Dan, and she's a really HUGE FAN OF YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;John: Oh really? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Me: Yeaaah. So can you give her an autograph?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;John: Sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*searched for pen..**THEN I REALISED I DIDNT HAVE MY MARKER PEN* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Me: Do you have a pen?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* talks to a random girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Girl: Yeah.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* gave me a ball pen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Me: Er, anyone has a marker pen? Please!! Please! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*shouts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;*someone gave me back my marker pen, and i managed to get him, to autograph for Dan :D*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, when he had to leave,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I asked him if he could take a picture with me. But the SonyPeople kept pulling him, BUT I HELD ON TO HIM okay!! I managed to take a picture with him, but it's blur ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmeY6MHBI/AAAAAAAABys/NsRMuX5H8po/s1600-h/BLG3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYmeY6MHBI/AAAAAAAABys/NsRMuX5H8po/s320/BLG3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388036307719822354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle, this is for you :) Isn't your BEEF so cute??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYme8L6YnI/AAAAAAAABy0/nAf6nOG1Eoo/s1600-h/BLG4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYme8L6YnI/AAAAAAAABy0/nAf6nOG1Eoo/s320/BLG4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388036317189399154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's cuter here, BUT TOO BAD, IT'S BLUR. DAYUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they had to leave ): for some interview thing.  Went and sat somewhere near the lobby. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hanged around the hotel, waiting for PaulDigiovanni :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Saw a really HOT ANGMOH, coming out of the elevator. Couldn't really recognize him, but guess what? IT WAS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAULFREEMAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn't know, until i went to the lobby and saw girls crowding over him. Then only i knew it was him :X Asked him for a picture together! And, oh my, he hugged me, LIKE BLARDY TIGHT T_T seriously, damn damn damn SUPER TIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpb7xxiQI/AAAAAAAABzk/i9VTelaiehA/s1600-h/Paulfree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpb7xxiQI/AAAAAAAABzk/i9VTelaiehA/s320/Paulfree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388039564075043074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anis;Me;PaulFreeman :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Isn't he just so cute??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbHShDJI/AAAAAAAABzU/sFG51UryrSI/s1600-h/shan2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbHShDJI/AAAAAAAABzU/sFG51UryrSI/s320/shan2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388039549985295506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture with BLG FREAKS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwgHyz78I/AAAAAAAABzs/pDR36JADqyk/s1600-h/shan3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwgHyz78I/AAAAAAAABzs/pDR36JADqyk/s320/shan3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388047332601491394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnisFilza :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwgsUiNKI/AAAAAAAABz0/f9UC46BcfE0/s1600-h/shan4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwgsUiNKI/AAAAAAAABz0/f9UC46BcfE0/s320/shan4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388047342406612130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anis&amp;amp;Maryam. TwitterBLGBUDDIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Around 30 minutes later, or less than that, we saw a black tinted car outside, and then, the door open, AND PAULDIGIOVANNI came out! I fucking ran to him! And obviously other girls too! We asked him for autographs/photographs and hugs! :D :D We talked to him for like 20 minutes! Really, and i asked him for autographs, LIKE 3 TIMES! HAHAH. it seems like i can never get enough of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwhBMjl8I/AAAAAAAABz8/UL09LZF0-bE/s1600-h/paul2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwhBMjl8I/AAAAAAAABz8/UL09LZF0-bE/s320/paul2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388047348010293186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got off the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwhYCC6NI/AAAAAAAAB0E/bpUghwqiiQY/s1600-h/paul3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwhYCC6NI/AAAAAAAAB0E/bpUghwqiiQY/s320/paul3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388047354140223698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing autographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwhwgiKXI/AAAAAAAAB0M/tARoH6826x0/s1600-h/paulshan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYwhwgiKXI/AAAAAAAAB0M/tARoH6826x0/s320/paulshan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388047360710551922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me;Anis;Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzqEqQOQI/AAAAAAAAB0U/7hxm_NcOT50/s1600-h/DSC03923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzqEqQOQI/AAAAAAAAB0U/7hxm_NcOT50/s320/DSC03923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388050802093865218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 1. (Blur)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me: I'm sorry that i'm short :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Paul: I'm sorry that i'm tall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*laughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzqfWZqVI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ooKgO_hlhZI/s1600-h/DSC03924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzqfWZqVI/AAAAAAAAB0c/ooKgO_hlhZI/s320/DSC03924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388050809258355026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2.(Blur-er)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0tQo_tII/AAAAAAAAB08/7rQQQwbS0eA/s1600-h/PAUL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0tQo_tII/AAAAAAAAB08/7rQQQwbS0eA/s320/PAUL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388051956361049218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take 3. PICTURE PERFECT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Asked him a few questions, and talked to him :D Followed him to the lobby and everywhere he went! Couldn't follow him up though. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then we hung around the hotel. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Anis;Jolene and i, went and walk around the hotel! We wanted to see the swimming pool, but the door was locked. There was a button which we could press. Once we pressed on it, SUDDENLY THE HOTEL'S TELEPHONE RANG, and it was really really loud. So we thought it was the alarm or something. We all ran, and we found out, that it was not our fault. HAHA. So we gave up because we were scared. We went back down to the lobby. Suddenly Marisa said she wanted to go up and asked me to teman-ed her. So all of us went up, again. Went in to check out the swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt; Oh my effing god. It's really really really cool i tell you! It has a frigging jacuzzi, and a nice waterfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back down to the lobby. Hung around. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;30 minutes later, saw some SonyPeople, and talked to him for awhile. Told us that PaulDigiovanni is on his way to go down. So we waited for him outside the elevator :) Talked to him for awhile, then said BYE TO HIM! :D &lt;/span&gt;Left the hotel around 10 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzri8iuPI/AAAAAAAAB00/LS4jMQyWUrM/s1600-h/DSC03933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzri8iuPI/AAAAAAAAB00/LS4jMQyWUrM/s320/DSC03933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388050827403507954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at his new tattoo! Zoom in for a clearer image! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0t17PXbI/AAAAAAAAB1E/iBtaYYQtJ-4/s1600-h/DSC03935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0t17PXbI/AAAAAAAAB1E/iBtaYYQtJ-4/s320/DSC03935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388051966369684914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poster that they signed! Martin signed on his shirt -.- Which is black too! So you can hardly see, but he added a STAR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0ubxLJII/AAAAAAAAB1M/GTWJjPQJjI8/s1600-h/DSC03936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0ubxLJII/AAAAAAAAB1M/GTWJjPQJjI8/s320/DSC03936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388051976528012418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul signed on the album cover :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0unlgFkI/AAAAAAAAB1U/a53RPI3qWio/s1600-h/DSC03937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0unlgFkI/AAAAAAAAB1U/a53RPI3qWio/s320/DSC03937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388051979700278850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the picture in the album cover :D plan to collect all four of their signatures for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0vHYcwMI/AAAAAAAAB1c/zbWreene9xw/s1600-h/DSC03938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsY0vHYcwMI/AAAAAAAAB1c/zbWreene9xw/s320/DSC03938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388051988235468994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MARKER PEN, which has thousands of Paul's fingerprints&amp;amp;touches. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not forgetting, Martin's;Bryan's and John's :) Everyone was borrowing MARKER PEN from me! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzrCDGlUI/AAAAAAAAB0s/6qvGwkCc2oE/s1600-h/DSC03929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYzrCDGlUI/AAAAAAAAB0s/6qvGwkCc2oE/s320/DSC03929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388050818572653890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me posing with the marker pen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going to use the marker pen :D :D Nor sell it on EBAY! HAH. DREAM ON JOLENE :P im not selling it to you! NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4726005224178513454?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4726005224178513454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4726005224178513454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4726005224178513454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4726005224178513454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/10/dream-come-true.html' title='A dream come true.'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SsYpbsVLeeI/AAAAAAAABzc/KM4yllVb0ig/s72-c/shan1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5543954889824188063</id><published>2009-09-30T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:00:02.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leeyokelim is finally legal :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*i know i said the previous post will be my last post,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but this doesn't count :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this post.. is.. auto-posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEEYOKELIM :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;just incase if you're wondering who is he,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;he's my, S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPERDUPERWONDERFUL BROTHER :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well, don't you.. find the resemblance of our names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;LeeYokeLim &amp;amp; LeeYokeShan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;the LEE-YOKES'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if he'll read this or not,&lt;br /&gt;but this is what you call,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the blessing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I've alot to say bout him actually, ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;but... not going to make it a rant or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Just have to say, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HE'S FINALLY LEGAL! HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*no more sneaking into clubs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no more acting like a machoguy, so that bouncers will believe you're 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;*no more... sneaking into CINEMAS :D (though you always)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, you can just.. show the bouncer/cinemaguy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR IC, if they dont believe you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;like..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THERE. DON'T GIVE ME THE LOOK. I'M 18, AND LEGAL TO GO CLUBBING RIGHT NOW"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He's the cutest thing alive, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*he used to, and still is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His baby pictures are just so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*if only i can show you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But, i've no idea how he can grow into..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SO BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;not big, as in fat big.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BIG, AS IN TALL, AND MUSCULAR :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm, i'm still wondering why am i this short -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oh well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;KOR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;if you're reading this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;just so you know,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for driving me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for protecting me,though you don't show it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for eating all my left-overs, though i always want to eat it later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for annoying me :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there for me all the time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;just wanna say,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your dreams come true!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, HAVE A BLAST :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea how you're going to spend your day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going clubbing perhaps?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, just, ENJOY IT!&lt;br /&gt;AND HAVE FUN.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr5UdznLb5I/AAAAAAAAByM/_JjOVQelvww/s1600-h/DSC03494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr5UdznLb5I/AAAAAAAAByM/_JjOVQelvww/s320/DSC03494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385835075429166994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who's standing next to me,&lt;br /&gt;is my dear brother :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr5VYKNbZnI/AAAAAAAAByU/ewZNz-Yj0gQ/s1600-h/DSC03500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr5VYKNbZnI/AAAAAAAAByU/ewZNz-Yj0gQ/s320/DSC03500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385836077927589490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only brother i have,&lt;br /&gt;and who doesnt look like me, at all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5543954889824188063?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5543954889824188063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5543954889824188063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5543954889824188063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5543954889824188063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/leeyokelim-is-finally-legal.html' title='leeyokelim is finally legal :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr5UdznLb5I/AAAAAAAAByM/_JjOVQelvww/s72-c/DSC03494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-909954350660062902</id><published>2009-09-27T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:02:52.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He makes me happy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I know where i'll be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I had.. one of my best dream, ever on yesterday morning. :) &lt;/span&gt;And, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks to my mum, for waking me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ugh. MAAAAN, how i wish my dream will come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i found out that..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; If you purchased LOVEDRUNK! album,and you found a GOLDENTICKET inside, it's your lucky day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, you're not going to WillyWonka'sChocolateFactory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BUT, you'll get to meet BoysLikeGirls, in person! That ticket, will enable you, to attend their Meet&amp;amp;Greet Session. Isn't it just awesome? :D :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;,but guess what? Here's the turn off. It's only for Non-Muslims, and 21 and above. Hm, feel like shouting right now? Well, feel free to. Cause, I DID THAT,A COUPLE HOURS AGO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally cried when i saw it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No, it's not cause I didn't get the GOLDENTICKET. It's because, IT'S FOR 21 AND ABOVE, AGAIN. I'll prolly rob someone, for the ticket, but.. it's only for 21 and above. So, even if i had the ticket, i wouldn't be able to ENTER AND MEET THE BOYS RIGHT? &lt;/span&gt;Gah, i don't get it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BoysLikeGirls True-Hard Fans, are teenagers, aged between 13-18 years old. &lt;/span&gt;So, why not just, MAKE THIS MEET&amp;amp;GREET SESSION, open to everyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well, you say those who managed to get the GOLDENTICKET, lucky ones. So, if those who HAS THE GOLDEN TICKET, and they're 21 and below, they should be called the UNLUCKY ONES? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just so messed up, seriously. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;First, BoysLikeGirls is coming down to Malaysia. I was dead happy when i found out about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But, then, they're going to be performing, for HennessyArtistryEvent, which are strictly for Non-Muslims&amp;amp;21 and above only, and you need invites to attend that event.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;AND NOW, they're having a MEET&amp;amp;GREET SESSION, but it's also open for Non-Muslims, 21 and above only.We don't have the chance to watch them perform, it's fine. Now, we don't even have the chance to meet them.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*unless you're 21 and above. &lt;/span&gt;Wtf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SIGH. A BIG, SIGH TO THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so emotional and couldn't think straight. I couldn't put on a smile for like an hour plus. So, was thinking to talk to someone, like those who can tell me what to do. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Called SheilaLee, and told her bout everything. I became really optimistic towards it :) She was right,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " just get over it. there's nothing you can do bout it".&lt;/span&gt; So, I JUST GOT TO, GET OVER IT :D :D AND KEEP THINKING, THAT.. YOU'LL MEET THEM, ONE DAY.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *sure, yokeshan. One day, one fine day, you'll meet them. Hmm. * * Soothe myself.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;BUT BUT. How can?! MartinJohnson wants us TO GO :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*lyrics from the song " GO "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Get up and Go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*yes, go and MEET BOYSLIKEGIRLS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Take a chance, and be strong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*Yes, i'm taking a chance now, and i should be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Or you could spend your whole life, holding on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;* YEAH LAH. i don't want to spend my whole life, holding on laaah. I WANT TO MEET BOYS LIKE GIRLS* *stomps feet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was just an okay day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing much. Studied for awhile. Hm, guess it wasn't a very productive day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(in 9 hours) &lt;/span&gt;it's going to be my LAST MATHS TUITION CLASS )&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; totally going to miss those losers there :P JesiccaAnnJock-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The BIG LOSER. &lt;/span&gt;AndreaChan-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; THE BIG RETARD :P&lt;/span&gt; HEH. I love love love them :&lt;/span&gt;) Without them in tuition classes, are just BORING! WEEE. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;But sadly, MissKaren is not going for class tomorrow, oh well. Hopefully, she'll teach f4's next year.  If she is, i'm so going to register first :D :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*as though it's some competition&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 week and 2 days, till PMR starts. I still can go online and care-less bout PMR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Hm. I guess i'm going to stop blogging/online till PMR overs. Wait, correction. I mean, TILL I COME BACK FROM SINGAPORE :D :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*this reminds me, i still haven't renew my passport. FUCK. will do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Don't miss me :) I think, my next post is going to be about AFTER-PMR/Singapore :D :D So stoked! Can't wait to go SINGAPORE with my honeys, that includes Guys&amp;amp;Girls :) :) &amp;amp; &amp;amp; AFTER-PMR CELEBRATION in REDBOX, the night, right after PMR! WEEEE. It's going to be a hell out of a night, again. Just that, this time, it's going to be better with, PARTAY PARTAY PARTAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here i go again, getting excited on something, so early.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But, first... I've to study for PMR!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh, wait. AAR's coming up too :) I'm not really sure if i would want to go AAR though. Well, i'm still hesitating, but most probably i will :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't miss me :) Oh, just in case if you'll wonder, no, i'm not going to be dead or whatsoever. I'm going to turn on my nerdymode, and study for PMR 8D &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But, if you miss me too much, just.. FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER/TALK TO ME ON FACEBOOK :D Cause, i'll update my twitter everyday, and still check my facebook! Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;XO'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-909954350660062902?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/909954350660062902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=909954350660062902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/909954350660062902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/909954350660062902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-makes-me-happy.html' title='He makes me happy,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6195927702586541845</id><published>2009-09-26T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:36:21.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>French lady :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr0MdUFDJ2I/AAAAAAAABx8/NJfhhN3pg6A/s1600-h/9631_141214299482_670844482_2429471_3856028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr0MdUFDJ2I/AAAAAAAABx8/NJfhhN3pg6A/s320/9631_141214299482_670844482_2429471_3856028_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385474427150608226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Guess what people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's the frenchlady's birthday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;say whaaat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLAIRE COSSET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;YOU, BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you're so old right now! HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;older than me, for just 2 months. wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ClaireCossetChinYie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There's so much to say bout her. She's prolly the one who understands me the most, and she knows when i'm feeling down/frustrated. I enjoy laughing with/at her, and talking to her bout HOT GUYS :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*her favourite topic.&lt;/span&gt; She's one of the hottest/cutest girl i've ever met, and all i can say, she's one of my bestest friend too. We can talk bout so many stuffs, and random topics. We can just jump from this topic, to another. Oh, she's also my secrets-keeper :D :D She's always the first one i'll tell my secrets to, cause she has already earned my trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Thank you babe, for being there for me all the time! :) And i know you don't have any celebrations, due to PMR is nearby. So, i'll make it up to you in Singapore okay? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr0Md3-qxxI/AAAAAAAAByE/Tp6e_rZI5zk/s1600-h/9631_141214114482_670844482_2429444_5447408_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr0Md3-qxxI/AAAAAAAAByE/Tp6e_rZI5zk/s320/9631_141214114482_670844482_2429444_5447408_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385474436787521298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you babe :)&lt;br /&gt;you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6195927702586541845?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6195927702586541845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6195927702586541845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6195927702586541845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6195927702586541845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/french-lady.html' title='French lady :)'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Sr0MdUFDJ2I/AAAAAAAABx8/NJfhhN3pg6A/s72-c/9631_141214299482_670844482_2429471_3856028_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-216764160444719568</id><published>2009-09-25T21:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:27:06.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't go any further than this,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I want you so badly, it's my biggest wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*totally ignore my previous post :) is what you call, RANTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzCrScT4rI/AAAAAAAABvE/MWxqyEEDOZ0/s1600-h/black-eyed-peas-040909-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzCrScT4rI/AAAAAAAABvE/MWxqyEEDOZ0/s320/black-eyed-peas-040909-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385393303369015986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY ARTHUR's DAY :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and, BEP, is down here, in MALAYSIA!&lt;br /&gt;i guess they're&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " boom boom pow-ing"&lt;/span&gt; right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures from yesterday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUo47r09I/AAAAAAAABvM/AXpWrPCL-S4/s1600-h/9631_141213924482_670844482_2429415_6625324_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUo47r09I/AAAAAAAABvM/AXpWrPCL-S4/s320/9631_141213924482_670844482_2429415_6625324_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385413053370848210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire&amp;amp;I shotgun the swings :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUpCa3h8I/AAAAAAAABvU/-fKAcMax-4s/s1600-h/9631_141213954482_670844482_2429421_7205568_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUpCa3h8I/AAAAAAAABvU/-fKAcMax-4s/s320/9631_141213954482_670844482_2429421_7205568_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385413055917557698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 photographers for the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUpiI43rI/AAAAAAAABvc/a-Z4DtP9Hug/s1600-h/9631_141213964482_670844482_2429422_1700990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUpiI43rI/AAAAAAAABvc/a-Z4DtP9Hug/s320/9631_141213964482_670844482_2429422_1700990_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385413064432082610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamahazwani, you know i love you banyak banyak :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUqCwVTEI/AAAAAAAABvk/_KmC5ZBpx0w/s1600-h/9631_141213979482_670844482_2429425_8523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUqCwVTEI/AAAAAAAABvk/_KmC5ZBpx0w/s320/9631_141213979482_670844482_2429425_8523_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385413073187458114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the eff needs flash in daylight -.-&lt;br /&gt;* i didn't know that the flash was on. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUqowFWnI/AAAAAAAABvs/p3cf8i34rC8/s1600-h/9631_141214019482_670844482_2429430_1236027_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzUqowFWnI/AAAAAAAABvs/p3cf8i34rC8/s320/9631_141214019482_670844482_2429430_1236027_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385413083386960498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treehouse #1 :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXqBpSslI/AAAAAAAABv0/y1Bo86krusc/s1600-h/9631_141214024482_670844482_2429431_1033281_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXqBpSslI/AAAAAAAABv0/y1Bo86krusc/s320/9631_141214024482_670844482_2429431_1033281_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385416371424375378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*quack quack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXqglk2ZI/AAAAAAAABv8/k4ucASqmNGs/s1600-h/9631_141214029482_670844482_2429432_4373744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXqglk2ZI/AAAAAAAABv8/k4ucASqmNGs/s320/9631_141214029482_670844482_2429432_4373744_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385416379730286994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The duck's feather :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXrL6drYI/AAAAAAAABwE/9oukka9kOuk/s1600-h/9631_141214049482_670844482_2429435_6929122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXrL6drYI/AAAAAAAABwE/9oukka9kOuk/s320/9631_141214049482_670844482_2429435_6929122_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385416391360621954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple who had to go through photoshoots, with our orders :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXrRj1JzI/AAAAAAAABwM/I-srZWq9NX8/s1600-h/9631_141214109482_670844482_2429443_3838857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzXrRj1JzI/AAAAAAAABwM/I-srZWq9NX8/s320/9631_141214109482_670844482_2429443_3838857_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385416392876304178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so a candid moment.&lt;br /&gt;Shaza: *snaps. OMG is this your pose? -.-&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you talking to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYptois0I/AAAAAAAABwc/LfUUaV9RnMI/s1600-h/9631_141214144482_670844482_2429449_5310969_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYptois0I/AAAAAAAABwc/LfUUaV9RnMI/s320/9631_141214144482_670844482_2429449_5310969_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385417465564148546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We camwhored when the couple were lovey-doveying (:&lt;br /&gt;*Take #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYqDocd3I/AAAAAAAABwk/qZ-_4tnm5Bg/s1600-h/9631_141214119482_670844482_2429445_6148543_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYqDocd3I/AAAAAAAABwk/qZ-_4tnm5Bg/s320/9631_141214119482_670844482_2429445_6148543_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385417471469320050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take #2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYqW_MKUI/AAAAAAAABws/3_Jb6blWJwg/s1600-h/9631_141214149482_670844482_2429450_2336232_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYqW_MKUI/AAAAAAAABws/3_Jb6blWJwg/s320/9631_141214149482_670844482_2429450_2336232_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385417476664994114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE #3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYq2hGy-I/AAAAAAAABw0/s8Khm0K4reg/s1600-h/9631_141214154482_670844482_2429451_1998942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYq2hGy-I/AAAAAAAABw0/s8Khm0K4reg/s320/9631_141214154482_670844482_2429451_1998942_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385417485128748002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take #4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYrEiHTeI/AAAAAAAABw8/c504R4BRlrc/s1600-h/9631_141214409482_670844482_2429485_1662865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzYrEiHTeI/AAAAAAAABw8/c504R4BRlrc/s320/9631_141214409482_670844482_2429485_1662865_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385417488891071970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo #1 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcKy_QySI/AAAAAAAABxE/RHEIp4F2Pgo/s1600-h/9631_141214414482_670844482_2429486_6882839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcKy_QySI/AAAAAAAABxE/RHEIp4F2Pgo/s320/9631_141214414482_670844482_2429486_6882839_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421332472187170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcLW2P4MI/AAAAAAAABxM/S-SJxkmcuBo/s1600-h/9631_141214419482_670844482_2429487_3396788_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcLW2P4MI/AAAAAAAABxM/S-SJxkmcuBo/s320/9631_141214419482_670844482_2429487_3396788_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421342098055362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcLzyBuNI/AAAAAAAABxU/YM2eZfBWY7s/s1600-h/9631_141214424482_670844482_2429488_6288351_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcLzyBuNI/AAAAAAAABxU/YM2eZfBWY7s/s320/9631_141214424482_670844482_2429488_6288351_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421349864978642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo #4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcMJM3n6I/AAAAAAAABxc/uGCvMh5p-0s/s1600-h/9631_141214449482_670844482_2429491_5466419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcMJM3n6I/AAAAAAAABxc/uGCvMh5p-0s/s320/9631_141214449482_670844482_2429491_5466419_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421355614707618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They refused to take a picture, because they were so tired already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcMjySPZI/AAAAAAAABxk/XLEubaUbqhY/s1600-h/9631_141214454482_670844482_2429492_668292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzcMjySPZI/AAAAAAAABxk/XLEubaUbqhY/s320/9631_141214454482_670844482_2429492_668292_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385421362750963090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzgTBtkKEI/AAAAAAAABxs/iBJ3y9odyrw/s1600-h/9631_141214469482_670844482_2429494_5379818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzgTBtkKEI/AAAAAAAABxs/iBJ3y9odyrw/s320/9631_141214469482_670844482_2429494_5379818_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385425871909955650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid goose which chased us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzgToEosqI/AAAAAAAABx0/epD4hoMkszI/s1600-h/9631_141214494482_670844482_2429498_1054096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzgToEosqI/AAAAAAAABx0/epD4hoMkszI/s320/9631_141214494482_670844482_2429498_1054096_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385425882207269538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the PINKIES :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE PICTURES : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=107377&amp;amp;id=670844482"&gt;Facebook!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-216764160444719568?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/216764160444719568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=216764160444719568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/216764160444719568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/216764160444719568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-go-any-further-than-this.html' title='I can&apos;t go any further than this,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrzCrScT4rI/AAAAAAAABvE/MWxqyEEDOZ0/s72-c/black-eyed-peas-040909-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-8354250686955131797</id><published>2009-09-25T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:12:08.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world, is your world,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;and my fight is your fight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*this is my ranting post. if you're not interested, don't read then. Excuse my words, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is so fucking messed up right now. I don't even know what to do, i can't fucking make up my mind. I can't even focus on what i'm doing right now. Just when i start doing something, i will just tear, out of no where. Even when i start to sing, i'll tear again. Basically, i'm crying every 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i? or should i not? I should just let go? This feeling is so fucked up right now. I want to let go, but i can't. It just stops me everytime. Should i be optimistic? And, just think positive right ahead? Knowing that it will never be, but just keep thinking positive? Will, that even work? No, i'm not having a crush on a guy, or a relationship problem or whatsoever. Its just, me. and my own feelings. There's something i would love to let it out, but not here. Obviously not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do dreams come true? Do they? I'm hoping that it would. A girl can dream, can i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-8354250686955131797?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/8354250686955131797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=8354250686955131797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8354250686955131797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/8354250686955131797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-world-is-your-world.html' title='My world, is your world,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-6932708075095401364</id><published>2009-09-24T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:37:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut your eyes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;feel the chemicals collide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home, and just showered.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Feeling really exhausted right now. Too much of energy used today, but it sure worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Anyways, slept at 4am today. Was staying up late, just to see if Martin replied my comment. But unfortunately,  he didn't. So, i gave up waiting and just kong-ed. Then, suddenly i just woke up at 8 something, and the first thing which popped into my mind, was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" OMG. MARTIN. DID HE REPLY MY COMMENT?" &lt;/span&gt;And, sadly, he didn't. So, i just went back to sleep. And, Redza called me around 12 something, and he woke me up. Answered his call, then i went back to bed and.. the thing which popped into my mind, was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" SHIT. I NEED TO WAKE UP FOR SHAZA'S HOUSE." &lt;/span&gt;So i quickly got my ass off the bed, and went down :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had brunch, and a small little talk with mummy about so many stuffs. Heh. Then, went to bath, and got ready.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Went down, and decided to prank ShazaHazwani :P I told her i couldn't make it to her house, as my mum didn't allow me. Then, i left my house to ClaireCosset's house :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached her house, and AuntyAgnes told me that i shouldn't be wearing shorts to ShazaHazwani's house, cause is during raya. So, i panicked, and asked SheilaLee, what she's wearing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then when SheilaLee came, we asked ClaireCosset to borrow us pants to wear :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Around 3.45p.m, Hariz's mum came and pick 3 of us up from Claire's :D And we then headed to ShazaHazwani's. &lt;/span&gt;Reached her home! First time, in her new house (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shaza was so angry, that i pranked her! HAHAH, but i know you love me laah :P&lt;/span&gt; Then sat down for a while, then we ate. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Met Syafiqa and Syazwan :) &lt;/span&gt;After eating, we went over to the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Spent around 1 and a half hour at the lake. Gosh, it was so tiring! We climbed up 2 treehouses, we laughed at so many stuffs. Chased ducks, and got chased by a goose -_- That was the most.. hilarious moment. A goose, chasing 5 humans. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt; It was all Shaza's fault! HAHAH, but it was a good laughter indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked back to Shaza's after been chased by a goose.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; We sat outside her house, and enjoyed the cool breeze. Then, Shaza had the mood to go and play swings -_- So, we temaned her :D Went and sit swings and all. Had some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"confession" &lt;/span&gt;time. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, Shaza got so paranoid -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There was this man, came out from his house, and stared at us. Then, another man came out too, and looked at us too. They walked out of the house, and Shaza claimed that they are checking us out, and she's terrified. So, we wanted to go back to her house like a.s.a.p. Claire came out with a great idea, and asked us to play a game. And, i said that... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Who reach home first, can get a FREE KETUPAT :D "&lt;/span&gt; Claire,Shaza and i ran, while Sheila&amp;amp;Hariz was walking behind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached, FIRST! But, no , i didn't have my ketupat. But i had my pride :D :D Then, went inside her house, and watched TV. Hariz's parents came and pick us up then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thank you Shaza, for having us at your house :) AND, thanks for cooking!! Me love your cooking! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh, before i forget, Danielle&amp;amp;I was so turned on by Paul's steam face :X &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*inside jokes with Danielle&amp;amp;Alia. HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SruTEm9Wr5I/AAAAAAAABu8/GrMJccnf5lA/s1600-h/tumblr_kq09crlGtM1qzhxfmo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SruTEm9Wr5I/AAAAAAAABu8/GrMJccnf5lA/s320/tumblr_kq09crlGtM1qzhxfmo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385059486838206354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmymama.&lt;br /&gt;he's fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-6932708075095401364?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/6932708075095401364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=6932708075095401364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6932708075095401364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/6932708075095401364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/shut-your-eyes.html' title='Shut your eyes,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SruTEm9Wr5I/AAAAAAAABu8/GrMJccnf5lA/s72-c/tumblr_kq09crlGtM1qzhxfmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7132756064946035631</id><published>2009-09-23T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:53:26.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get up and go,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;take a chance and be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if you're not a BLG fan, you can leave :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrpDbigkgbI/AAAAAAAABu0/PVQS2cY1_No/s1600-h/martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrpDbigkgbI/AAAAAAAABu0/PVQS2cY1_No/s320/martin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384690444873793970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MartinJohnson is one of the best singer, that you can hardly find. He's such a sweetheart. Really, and i mean it. His recent posts was for us, his fans, BLG fans. And, i actually teared up, while reading it. I mean, HOW CAN I NOT TEAR UP?! It.. just.. touched my heart, in some ways. Look, this was what he wrote in his blog! &lt;a href="http://www.martinsays.com/"&gt;Martinsays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i’ve never felt so humbled in my life. in an age where at the click of a button, music is free and instant on the internet, our fans stood up these past 2 weeks and showed so much dedication, loyalty and respect for our music, our band as people, and helped fight towards keeping the music industry as we know it alive. thank you so much to those of you who went out and bought a copy of love drunk. we put everything we had into making this record, and are so happy and proud to finally get to share it with you. this band has the most amazing fans in the world…real people, great people. passionate music fans who truly care and listen deep into every song… never faces in a crowd or fair-weather fans, clinging for seconds at a time to the hottest new thing that pops into the music scene, then swiftly moving on to the next. i consider every person who listens to and supports boys like girls as my friends and family, even though i know i may never get the honor of meeting every single one face to face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;if you’ve had the chance to listen to the record, whether you dig it or not, you’ve held a remote control and sat front row to a uncensored view into the depths of our personal lives. you’ve heard three years worth of true life lyrics, torn out pages of a private journal…exposed in melodic form. you’ve heard the real life stories of my highest of highs and lowest of lows, whether captured during the experiences themselves or written to release past emotions that still lingered inside me. everything i had to say was brought to life through the love and passion of my three best friends, who i saw empty their souls into their instruments one by one as they arranged, completed, and made musical sense out of my scattered concepts and ideas. what was most amazing to watch was their ways of representing and incorporating their own life stories and emotions into these eleven songs. the entire process brought 4 already inseparable best friends even closer, and developed an unbreakable 100% trust and respect for each other in every aspect of our lives. band, business, personal lives…all lines are now erased and nothing is held back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;we pushed each other harder than ever to find the confidence and to go for it. jumped off the highest of rooftops, reaching out for that oh-so-intimidating raised bar for the musical quality and commercial success of our sophomore release. a bar set sky high through the expectations of the music industry, the media, critics, our fans, our haters, and most importantly, ourselves. we a had a vision to bring to life. we set goals to sculpt something sonically untouched and fresh while staying faithful to the boys like girls sound that gave us our identity, captured in our debut record. but during our three year non-stop touring marathon, through almost 700 shows and 25 some odd tours, our live sound began to grow as the crowds grew. the songs naturally spoke louder to fill bigger rooms, and become more defined. that entire record took on a new life over time as we were slowly starting to find our true musical identity. we set out to capture that new live energy in the studio. this was our time to take chances. as many as we could. creating eleven songs that the four of us would be proud to listen to, to play live every night, and to share with anyone who would take the time to listen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;at this point, it’s all a blur. time to let the music speak for itself and i really hope you like it. i hope you listen close. to those who purchased the record these past few weeks, thank you from the bottom of my heart. if you downloaded it illegally or burnt it from a friend, that’s ok too. i would much rather you have this record for free than not at all, and i’ve learned to accept the way most modern music is acquired. it’s entirely impossible for me to be spiteful towards anyone who’s singing along, cranking up the volume, or even just scanning the tracks out of curiosity. new listeners or supporters since day one, no matter what price was paid, welcome to the family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;“an artists only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his one terms, not anyone else’s.”&lt;br /&gt;-j.d. salinger&lt;/p&gt;SEE SEE?! YOU'LL TEAR UP FOR SURE RIGHT! SO TOUCHING T_T. and, to thank him,  i decided to leave him a comment. mine is.. effing long. if you don't want to read it, it's fine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hey Martin :) That was a really sweet post. And, i'm glad and proud enough to say, that i'm a fan of BLG. Probably you'll think that girls are into all four of you, just because you guys are hot/cute or whatsoever. But, no, that's not it. Not for me. I honestly, think that you guys are, one of the best band ever. Once again, not cause of your looks, but, its how you guys make music. And i totally admire that. It's really hard to find bands/singers like you guys, ya know? I've been listening to LOVEDRUNK album for a thousand times since i've got my hands on it.The first time i hear those songs, i've sensed something. But, i couldnt figure it out. As, i put it on repeat, that's when it hit me. I took the lyrics booklet, and started to sing along as i couldn't resist. As i sang along, i understand your story then. Those eleven songs, which you've written/co-written, totally,made me understand your story and life better. The feelings and words you're trying to let the world to know, we get it. And, it just turned into an inspiration for me. You're amazing, seriously. I'm still wondering, how can someone like you(one of your songs name,heh), can ever, write such good songs. I can't find anything, bad about those eleven songs. Maybe it's cause you've written from your heart, and recorded it from your heart. That's what true songwriters are, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been hoping to meet you guys, like desperately. You guys are coming down to Malaysia right, but, sadly, it has an age limit, so therefore, i guess i won't be able to enter and meet you guys. When i found out about that, i cried. I was so upset about it, but there was nothing i can do. But after reading your post, thats when i got it. It's not about getting to meet you guys actually. All that matters, is being able to hear you guys, making music. I don't mind, if i won't be able to meet you, but, please, please, i beg you, don't ever stop making music, alright? :) You can never meet all your fans out there, one by one, but there's a way.You can meet them by writing songs and meeting their heart instead.I don't know bout others, but it definitely, met my heart. By the way, thanks for writing those songs which have inspired me alot. Like, OnTopOfTheWorld. I know that you've written it for your mum as she's no longer here anymore.I'm sorry to hear bout that. It's a really good song. I lost my grandpa 2 years ago, and, whenever i start thinking about him, that's when i'll listen to OnTopOfTheWorld. It's because, i feel the same too, and that's the only song, which.. understands how i feel, honestly. Next is, Go. Lately, i've been having troubles with everything. Nothing ever seems right. But, when i listen to GO, i'll feel better eventually. And, it just makes me a better person, and in someway, that song motivated me. " Get up and go, take a chance and be strong" You got that right, Martin. After listening to it, i'll tell myself, " Yes, get up and go, take a chance and be strong. I can do it right?". Furthermore, that's what you're trying to tell me right? Heh. So, i will also tell myself, " for Martin, i will do it." You're quite an inspiration to me, no doubt :) Wow, i've written this long.. Hm, i'm not sure if you'll ever read this, but.. lets hope you are reading. But even if you're not, it's the thoughts which count right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hm, i guess this is long enough. Haha. Though there's so much more to tell you, but i guess i'll write it out, all in my blog :) So yeah, thanks alot MartinJohnson; PaulDigiovanni;BryanDonahue;&amp;amp; JohnKeefe. You guys, are the best, and i mean it. Oh, i still hope that i'll get to meet you guys someday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;BTW BTW!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Make a promise.&lt;br /&gt;To Me, and all every other fans,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER EVER STOP MAKING MUSIC/WRITE SONGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;even if you want to, give us a good reason,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;or else, we as your NO#1 fans, won't allow you guys to :) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, have fun touring you guys! I know you guys are hitting Asia soon, like few days more? So, enjoy ASIA! You'll love it! Oh, enjoy Malaysia too :D Please do come back to Malaysia, next year okay? You have lotsa lotsa fans(mostly all teenagers) down here!So, please do not.. have an age limit concert -.- And, of course, me, who've never met you guys before, but still dying to, would love to see you guys, and watch you guys perform( though i was at MTV WORLSTAGE Malaysia, but that wasn't enough). Of course not! :D So, probably, come back, and have your own LOVEDRUNK/BoysLikeGirls concert! A concert, where, us, your fans, get to hear all your songs, live :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Take care, Martin! And send my regards to Paul;Bryan; John. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i love all four of you! BoysLikeGirls, rock :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;f.y.i; i'm happy to join the family :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. CALL ME OBSESSED OR WHATEVER. but, this is what i feel.. in my heart. Truly, from my heart. DANIELLE CALLED ME NUTS T_T Well, it's not my fault Martin made me so emotioonal. I just got to let him know how i feel, EVENTHOUGH HE'LL NEVER READ IT. BUT, STILL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7132756064946035631?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7132756064946035631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7132756064946035631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7132756064946035631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7132756064946035631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-up-and-go.html' title='Get up and go,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrpDbigkgbI/AAAAAAAABu0/PVQS2cY1_No/s72-c/martin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-4207470050115265020</id><published>2009-09-21T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:21:22.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know your type,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;boy, you're dangerous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home from my family day :) I know it's usually on a Sunday, but, since my mum was at my aunt's yesterday, so we didn't want to do it without her. But yesterday was fine. It was my bonding time with brother and daddy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;woke up around 10 in the morning. Early, i know. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Mum woke me up and told me that we're going to the temple to pray, and then for movies. So, i quickly on the computer, and book tickets for movie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left the house around 11.30, after a light breakfast.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Before heading to the temple, we went down to KL, just to eat curry fish head :D My brother introduced it to us. We took like 30 minutes to get there, because, my bro took the wrong highway, and therefore, we had to.. take a whole turn, to get back there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Brunch was awesome. It was so filling, and delicious. Though, it's just at some ciplak.. wooden restaurant/stall, but, I guess it just gives me a traditional feeling? And, it reminds me so much of Ipoh somehow.&lt;/span&gt; My family and i were hungry monsters. We ordered so many food, and we added extra, and we managed to finish everything in just 10 minutes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're monsters or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then, headed to the temple. It was just another 5 minutes drive. I was so jakun when i reached there. Cause i seldom go to that temple, and it's one of the most beautiful temple i've ever been to. It's a tourist place too :) I saw alot of AngMohs :D :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Prayed, and i asked for a prediction of how my PMR will go.I've to drop some sticks, take out the only stick standing. Get the number of that stick, and read the description they gave. Apparently, it asked me to work hard, in order to get the results i want. And i can do it, as long as i work hard.&lt;/span&gt;Then, my parents continue nagging me about studying hard. AHHA. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Went to TropicanaCityMall after that, as we had to collect movie tickets like 45 minutes before movie starts. Collected movie tickets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Where got ghost :) Then, my brother were making noises, saying he wants to watch Tsunami, and it's better than WhereGotGhost. So, we decided on 2 movies :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since we had one more hour to our movie, we went over to Borders :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hunt-ed for so many books, and oh my. My list on "books-to-buy", is really really long. As i hunt, i added more books to my list. HEHE. I was planning to buy 'em, cause i hear them shouting&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" BUY ME,BUY ME."&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, i had the urge to buy it. All of the books i wanted were so pretty, as i pick them up, read the synopsis and looked at the cover. I told my dad that i wanted to buy it, and he agreed. But, i started to hesitate and i didn't want to get distracted, because i shouldn't be reading... fiction books at this time. I should be reading Sejarah! T_T So, i told my dad that i didn't want it, and he told me he'll buy 'em for me, after PMR, during my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holidays, since i'll be bored anyway. OH EM GEE, Can't wait! DorothyKoomson;CeciliaAhern;NicholasSparks;SophieKinsella.&lt;/span&gt; I want all of their books!In the end, i bought 17Magazine, Sept&amp;amp;Oct issue, to fill my current needs :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Then, i bought a new headset for iPod, since my old one's spoilt&lt;/span&gt; while brother hunt stuffs for his laptop.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Anyways the headset's not really for iPod, as it's under Sony, but it's usable anyway :) And it's pink! How can i ever resist, pink headset? So, my next aim, is to buy a pink cover for iTouch! :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where Got Ghost? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Srd9bJsEKuI/AAAAAAAABuk/OG_IyycK_Dk/s1600-h/3whereghost00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Srd9bJsEKuI/AAAAAAAABuk/OG_IyycK_Dk/s320/3whereghost00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383909784955398882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's rather a good movie. I love how JackNeo make movies. It's so meaningful, and it's what we people are facing :) This movie is made up of 3 different movies. Each movie with different moral. So, i really encourage everyone to watch, and obviously people who understand the language. Cause the funny parts are usually when they speak Hokkien. And if you understand, obviously you'll laugh more. It's not really that scary by the way. I mean, it is, at parts. Cause you can never expect when the ghost is coming out -_- But, since Shawn and my brother spoilt it for me, I managed to close my eyes before the ghost came out :) Whenever scary scenes are about to appear, my brother will be like, " There there, coming coming." *pokes my hand. Or either, he'll look at me, and give me a stare. So, i guess he spoilt it for me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tsunami in Haeundae. (Korean)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Srd9bb2jNDI/AAAAAAAABus/IDR-NipJiv0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Srd9bb2jNDI/AAAAAAAABus/IDR-NipJiv0/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383909789831214130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This is such an emotional movie! Gosh, i cried, so much. At the beginning, it was funny at some parts, but when the tsunami part, oh my god, it was so sad. It was so tragic. People were losing their lives just because of Tsunami and people trying their best on saving other people's lives. Family members trying to save each other, and couples trying to save their own partner. Some other people didn't mind on risking their own life, because they believe that, one people dying, is better than two. I guess, it's a really good movie, and for us to learn, just in case that Malaysia ever.. get hit.. * CHOI CHOI. But in that movie, Koreans never believed that, they'll get hit by Tsunami,ya know? So, it's better to do something, before it's too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movies, we left. Cause we were so tired after 4 hours, sitting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just came home from dinner. And i'm terribly sleepy. I guess i'll give up on studying tonight, since nothing will go in. I'll not go online tomorrow till 11 something. I'll study, study study and study. Drill myself T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-4207470050115265020?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/4207470050115265020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=4207470050115265020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4207470050115265020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/4207470050115265020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-your-type.html' title='I know your type,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Srd9bJsEKuI/AAAAAAAABuk/OG_IyycK_Dk/s72-c/3whereghost00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-26633148069790223</id><published>2009-09-21T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:45:49.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where got ghost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;are you excited to go bali? : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aliya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yes yes yes yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aliya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;can see naked ang mos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aliya says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my grandpa said he saw a naked woman but he said "not interested" and we asked "why?" he said "so old, look at the boobs la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;this girl, damn horny! All she wants is to see naked ang mohs.&lt;/span&gt; Tsk tsk babe. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyways, just want to wish you a safe trip to bali alright? :) Have fun, take care, and enjoy! Loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.. i said that " i won't be going online anymore" . but i guess.. i can't help it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going to temple soon, and a movie with family. Where got ghost :) Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-26633148069790223?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/26633148069790223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=26633148069790223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/26633148069790223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/26633148069790223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-got-ghost.html' title='Where got ghost?'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-1694527429378618225</id><published>2009-09-20T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:01:36.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When my world is falling apart,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When there's no light to break up the dark ,that's when I  look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As you can see,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I've a new layout :)&lt;/span&gt; It's pink, since i'd the white layout for a really long time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I didn't want the header or a long sidebar anymore. Cause i forgotten to back up my old template, therefore, i'm so lazy to upload pictures on my sidebar.&lt;/span&gt; Prolly will have my cbox back on. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PMR's coming in 16 days.&lt;/span&gt; Omfg, i just reminded myself that. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I guess I won't be staying up till late nights anymore. Gotta sleep early, wake up early, to study for the whole day :D And, i need a balance sleep right now. I'm planning to go on a healthy lifestyle, which i can really doubt. Sleep early, eat healthily :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been busy reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MyBestFriend'sGirl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And i'm finishing soon, prolly i'll finish it up by tonight, so that this whole week i can concentrate on my PMR studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After PMR, i've a long list on&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; " books-to-buy"&lt;/span&gt;! can't wait till i read CeciliaAhern's &amp;amp; DorothyKoomson's books!Mind buying me a few, as my early b'day present? :P HEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking about early birthday present, i think i mentioned that I got my LOVEDRUNK album right.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so, I'd take this opportunity to thank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://sweetsensation-cy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;, A THOUSAND TIMES. She offered to buy me LoveDrunk, but, i was feeling so bad, so i shared with her :) As in, she paid half, and i paid half. &lt;/span&gt;So, i asked &lt;a href="http://clickaliaputri.blogspot.com/"&gt;AliaPutri&lt;/a&gt; to help me buy the album, since she's buying one for herself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;THANK YOU;GAHM-SAH-HAHM-NI-DA, CARISSAYUENWEITENG :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *see, i even said thankyou in korean. She's my korean sifu, she teaches me Korean, heh. DON'T GIVE UP ON YUNHO, babe! Remember your future kid? My future god-daughter/SON? Yes, i'm waiting for the day! :D HyamiJung wanna come to this world, tau! Omg, i think i got the lameness from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, she was damn lame yesterday. Cause we were talking about this girl, who's pretty, but lifeless at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Carissa: But, she's pretty... and lifeless... which makes her PRETTY LIFELESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: Omg. damn damn lame! HAHAHHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get it, means you're slow :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOVEDRUNK-BoysLikeGirls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYnj3vgTKI/AAAAAAAABuc/034sHy4e5x8/s1600-h/boys_like_girls-love_drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYnj3vgTKI/AAAAAAAABuc/034sHy4e5x8/s320/boys_like_girls-love_drunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383533901780110498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;this album, is really awesome. Not saying that it has to be the #1 album for the year or something,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; but... I think the best part of this album, is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MartinJohnson(leadsinger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; actually wrote/co-wrote all the songs in the album. &lt;/span&gt;I absolutely admire song-writers, and, songs which are sang by the one who've written it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The another fact i love this album, is because, THE PICTURE THEY TOOK, which is inside the lyricsbooklet, ALL OF THEM LOOKS SO HOT. &lt;/span&gt;Seriously, no joke. Okay, i should stop being a typical girl, drooling over them. Anyways, the songs are actually not bad, honestly. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;There's this song, which features &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TaylorSwift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; is a really great song. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s:// They spelt my baby's name wrongly! It's PaulDigiovanni! They spelt, PaulDigoivanni -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1. HeartHeartHeartbreak. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;2.LoveDrunk.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3.She's got a boyfriend now. *;He wrote this for his ex's. 3 different relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;4.Two is better than one. -feat. TaylorSwift. *;Don't cry when you listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;5.Contagious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.RealThing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.Someone Like You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;8.The Shot Heard 'Round The World.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9.The First One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;10.Chemicals Collide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;11.Go. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*: Highly recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those which aren't marked(*), doesn't mean it's not nice. But, i rate it between 6 or 7 out of 10. Those which are marked, are above 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, GO GO, LISTEN LISTEN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; AT A SECOND THOUGHT, AFTER LISTENING TO THE WHOLE ALBUM AGAIN, I think, all songs are HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. So, don't hesitate, and get your ears to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYk6CLWZFI/AAAAAAAABuM/Q1jwi0R77fA/s1600-h/lovedrunk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYk6CLWZFI/AAAAAAAABuM/Q1jwi0R77fA/s320/lovedrunk.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383530984003494994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoveDrunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYk6j0pfcI/AAAAAAAABuU/qPm_zpfaZTA/s1600-h/lovedrunk2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYk6j0pfcI/AAAAAAAABuU/qPm_zpfaZTA/s320/lovedrunk2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383530993035083202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot right hot right! * i know you can't see it. Blame my webcam, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that encourages you to buy the album :) Buy LoveDrunk, and see their hot picture :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-1694527429378618225?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/1694527429378618225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=1694527429378618225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1694527429378618225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/1694527429378618225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-my-world-is-falling-apart.html' title='When my world is falling apart,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/SrYnj3vgTKI/AAAAAAAABuc/034sHy4e5x8/s72-c/boys_like_girls-love_drunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7283973041550369329</id><published>2009-09-19T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:34:18.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta feeling,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that tonight's gonna be a good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite late today, since i slept at 3 something in the morning. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Went over to mummy's room, and had a talk with her :) Told her about my life, and what i'm facing right now. Mummy's being so nice, and she encouraged me in different type of topics. Studies;Friends;Future. Talked for an hour plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate brunch, and watched tivo. Then, went up to my room and checked my phone. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Carissababy texted me, saying that BoysLikeGirls will be coming to Malaysia on Oct2. I panicked like fuck, and quickly went online to checked. I thought it was fake, and told her, it's Manila, not Malaysia. But, after checking it out, apparently, THEY ARE COMING TO MALAYSIA. but, sadly, it's only for 21 and above. That's like shithead. Was damn sad, to know about it. But, just screw it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Guess i'm not fated to meet them ): . BYE BYE BABY PAUL! We'll meet someday, hopefully. I still love you, and will be Mrs.Digiovanni, waiting for you :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *my love for PaulDigiovanni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more details : &lt;a href="http://morethangoodhooks.com/2009/09/18/hennessy-artistry-featuring-boys-like-girls-lenka-more/"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, did my homeworks. Maths &amp;amp; K.H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a chicklit book, called&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; " MyBestFriend'sGirl."&lt;/span&gt; Borrowed it from claireze'french. :) It's a really good book, i cried. -_- at the beginning of the book!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; There was this part, where I couldn't stop crying, it was so sad! Every page i read, i kept crying.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Texted Claireze'french. And she asked me to keep reading, cause she didn't want to spoil it for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; It was raining, and i was listening to LOVEDRUNK! album, so... i really couldn't stop crying. Cried for 15 minutes. It's one of the books, that i've ever cried so much, either than P.S I Love You. I should really catch up on DorothyKoomson books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, CECILIA AHERN HAS PUBLISHED A NEW BOOK :) gonna hunt for it after PMR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna study Sejarah soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, watch this. It's damn uber cool! BEP live in Oprah. Watch for the audiences, it's damn fucking cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iQwHx3vw-AI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iQwHx3vw-AI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7283973041550369329?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7283973041550369329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7283973041550369329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7283973041550369329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7283973041550369329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-gotta-feeling.html' title='I gotta feeling,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7461038189288509091</id><published>2009-09-18T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:19:38.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, you treat me just like another stranger,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a holiday today. Wasn't suppose to be, but government gave it a day off for students, as an early raya holidays, so the traffic wont be so bad when people head back to their kampung. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 10 something, and lazed around on the bed. Then, was home alone with the maid, since others went out. Took a bath and got ready. Packed my clothes, ate breakfast, watched the tivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Daddy was home at 1pm, was waiting for Redza to come over&lt;/span&gt;. He came over like 15 minutes later. Then, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;headed to DesaParkCity since we got called for some DisneyChannelCastingAuditions-So Shiok adverts. &lt;/span&gt;So, why not just give it a try right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Saw HanLi there, and we sat down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Talked to Robert, he's the executive producer guy, and the photographer. He was the one who came to our school, for the WohooRules Advert thingy.&lt;/span&gt; He told us what we had to do and guide us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first one, snapped some shots, and had to shout a few lines :) Robert was really nice, he was motivating me and everything. Thus, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My lines :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1. I can watch all the Disney shows I want- So Shiok! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2.Exams are over, and holidays are starting- So Shiok! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*konon exams are over, my PMR coming lah deng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Redza's line had something to do with Paintball &amp;amp; NasiLemak. HAHA, it was damn funny. He was half way saying out the line, but he forgotten, and shouted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" SHIT."&lt;/span&gt; HAHA, everyone there burst into laughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like done less than 30 minutes, apparently. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It was a really great experience :) My second experience somehow. Robert told us he'll get us in, hopefully. Damn, i really want to get chosen. I get to EARN MONEY. $$! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyways, for those of you, who are interested, you can still go for auditions :) If you're interested, PM me, or leave a comment or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The age is between 12-14 years old, but if you're 15 years old, i guess it'll be alright. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-7461038189288509091?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/7461038189288509091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=7461038189288509091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7461038189288509091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/7461038189288509091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-you-treat-me-just-like-another.html' title='Well, you treat me just like another stranger,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-5268508307573619319</id><published>2009-09-17T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:11:28.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can never attract your attention no matter how hard I try,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that's because in your eyes there's only her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;DanielleHo just made my night, seriously :) We were talking about BoysLikeGirls. And, Paul from BLG posted a picture on twitter. So she came and asked me bout it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture : http://twitpic.com/i1ptf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;what the fish is sta-bil?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;is that english?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sta-bil? ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stabil in BM got lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NO LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DIDNT CHECK OUT PAULS PIC MEH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BUT ITS SOME FUEL THING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MAYBE IT'S FUEL FOR HIS *VROOM VROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;get what i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OMGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I LOLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;EEWWW MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I DONT THINK SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I MEANT MOTORBIKE LAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DANIELLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?~?~~?~?~?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;omfg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SERIOUSLY, WHAT WERE U THINKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHAT WERE YOUUUU THINKING/!/?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;omfg. im laughing like shit now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IM THINKING OF MOTORBIKES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;since he like motorbikes right?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OOOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;CHAYH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i bet you were thinking of *brows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;GAGAGAGGAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DANIELLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NAUGHTY NAUGHTY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BE MORE SPECIFIC LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;this is so going in my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;U SAY MOTORBIKE CANT ONE AH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;YEAH LAH * VROOM VROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IDIOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i was trying to make the motorbike sound right -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AHHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I LOLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SAY LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I THOUGHT U MEANT LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;SOME DRINK FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AHHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HIS *VROOM VROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i was like " eww? what is she talking about?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WTF LA YOKE SHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THIS IS SO GOING IN MY BLOG. HAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dammn stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;horny felkla : P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*fella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cant u see, is so obvious for a motorbike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ask hariz la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;takan.. his *ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THATS WHY I WAS LIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FUEL FOR HIS *AHEM?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;if shes talking bout his *ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DAMN RIDICULOUS WEI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;why did she say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"vroom vroom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HGAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I THOUGHT IT WAS ONE OF UR PHRASES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;maaan. funny funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dammn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;motorbike sounds lah honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;damn cham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;OMG TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you just made my night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay wait. let me blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHHAHAHAHHAHA omg. i think wrongly edi la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stupid paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;his fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you ah.. TOO POLLUTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;EH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DONT BLAME MY HUSBAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;at least i get him : p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DAMN FUNNY LA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I LOLED AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;not like .. you, thinking the otherside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;with his vroom vroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;take u on a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;YOKE SHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;IT ISSSS FOR HIS BIKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WHICH VROOM VROOM ARE U TALKING ABOUT NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;=_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHA U THINKING WRONGLY NOW LA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i figured that a long long time ago . HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WELL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;naughty naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;THE WRONG.. *VROOM VROOM MAKE SENSE ANYWAY : P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and, I WOULD LOVE TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;YEAH LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TO GET PAULS BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i wanna take a ride on your discostick. *disco stick change to vroom vroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;fuck. im so lame T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;it suits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;its the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ogmogmogmgomg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan was so so HORNY, AND THINKING SICK. If you actually get out conversation, you'll laugh :) but if you don't, it's okay. it'll be our *inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;happy horse-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sheena says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;horse ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kedah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;horse........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;SO LAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;THATS LIKE KUDA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;AHAHHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sheena says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHHAHAAAHAHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sheena says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i just got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kuda/kedah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&amp;amp;`sнαИ*∞εϊз♥ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sheena says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Danielle says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;AHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her another, LAMENESS.. AHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, tomorrow is a holiday :) but i'll blog tomorrow i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8623413430961387549-5268508307573619319?l=lolicandie-love.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/feeds/5268508307573619319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8623413430961387549&amp;postID=5268508307573619319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5268508307573619319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8623413430961387549/posts/default/5268508307573619319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolicandie-love.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-never-attract-your-attention-no.html' title='I can never attract your attention no matter how hard I try,'/><author><name>leeyokeshan.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12823891450139139508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6mK-mHn0e_Q/Svfp5xOFrKI/AAAAAAAAB6g/0c3mZSC5G6Y/S220/DSC05718.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8623413430961387549.post-7965442263083815469</id><published>2009-09-13T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:49:31.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set me free,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i don't want you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i wasn't online at night, how surprising right :) Well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;that's cause i was spending my afternoon,evening and night with nathayyianyian. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at her house around 2pm.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It was a sudden plan. She called me, and asked if i wanted to go over her house to study. I was home alone, so why not?&lt;/span&gt; She came and pick me up like 15 minutes-20 minutes later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached her home, and we started studying.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Did Sejarah&amp;amp;Geografi. For like 2 hours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; we went up to her room, since she wanted me to fix her Ares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; And at first, her ares was working, till she screwed it up herself! And we uninstalled and installed again the program, but it still didn't work.So i was a genius, i solved it! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We started to play guitar after that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sang BoysLikeGirls;AAR;Paramore;TaylorSwift songs :) &lt;/span&gt;We sang like so many times, till we were dying for water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Around 6.45p.m, went to the park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Brought her guitar along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;There was this HalfEurasian small boy, and he was so cute! He was so amazed by the guitar, and he kept strumming. So cute! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Then, nathayyianyian and i just wrote a song, out of nowhere! HAHA. we were like looking at the sky, sunset, and the environment. But we managed to write a song!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And, when i was playing the guitar, this small girl, came over and DANCED! OOMG. HAHA. and when i stopped playing, she gave me the look like " why the eff did you stop playing?! Continue laah. " So i quickly continued, and she needed her dad to stop her from dancing. Still, she's cute!&lt;/span&gt; HAHHA. I guess we attract small kids with our singing&amp;amp;guitar eh? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went back to her house since it was getting dark. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Finished with our song :) The first song, we've ever written&lt;/span&gt;! And we were.. hyped up? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Went over to her neighbour's, since they had some gathering party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;They called for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lok-lok van"&lt;/span&gt; , and we ate " lok-lok". It's been years since i ate it!&lt;/span&gt; And&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; nathayyianyian and i were being smart-asses. I just cooked the crabstick without taking out the plastic, and i asked her to hold my plate, she dropped my plate instead! And i stepped on the crabstick. Eww&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *its a you-got-to-be-there-thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; " dust-bin chairs ",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; and sat at the side of the road, drinking shandy &amp;amp; studying Sejarah?&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. how retarded can we get :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Went back up to her room, and we wrote, our SECOND SONG! HAHA. love singing with her :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang till like 12am? Then, her mum gave me a lift home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span 
