<?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-7600612861194340976</id><updated>2011-12-18T20:38:04.739+08:00</updated><category term='THE ULTIMATE'/><title type='text'>EVERYDAY LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7622021779066067545</id><published>2009-05-13T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:01:32.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;HEEEEEEY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BACK TO LJ[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M TIRED OF BLOGGGER ALR[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-milestone.livejournal.com/"&gt;LIVEJOURNAL :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7622021779066067545?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7622021779066067545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7622021779066067545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7622021779066067545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7622021779066067545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/05/heeeeeey-back-to-lj-im-tired-of.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1509140130361615697</id><published>2009-05-12T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:31:00.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Self-declared end of MYE[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siaaaan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;should i turn back to ljjjj? &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i willllll seeee hooooow to it[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tata.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1509140130361615697?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1509140130361615697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1509140130361615697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1509140130361615697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1509140130361615697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/05/self-declared-end-of-mye-siaaaan.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3805450232987732924</id><published>2009-04-30T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:59:13.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING 17</title><content type='html'>I've survived 17 years!&lt;br /&gt;Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, thanks to those who had wished me&lt;br /&gt;Suresh, Qian Ru, Kun Ying, Marcus, Bella, Joya, Asiqah, Tau, Thian, Deepa, Divya, Thivya, Karina, Justina, Natalie and whoever i've missed out.&lt;br /&gt;But i doubt i missed anyone out[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all![:&lt;br /&gt;Pocky birthday cake was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;Pssst. I'm learning to keep a distance from you.&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, I won't work well with TEAM SG ATHELETES.&lt;br /&gt;Either they are too proud or too naive about things.&lt;br /&gt;Shoo off to a land far far away[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3805450232987732924?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3805450232987732924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3805450232987732924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3805450232987732924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3805450232987732924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/being-17.html' title='BEING 17'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6439392263614850671</id><published>2009-04-22T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T17:50:37.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time nv blog alrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;kkay.&lt;br /&gt;HAD B&amp;amp;J FREE CONE DAY YTD.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with bert and JD.&lt;br /&gt;Trained to Utd Sq.&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;We didnt intend to cut queue or whatsoever reasons okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;its this B&amp;amp;J guy ushering us into the queueeee.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, ACT BLUR is the best thing.&lt;br /&gt;ITS AN EMBARASSING DAY FOR ME TOO THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;first was in the morning when i was on the way to sch, and the next was at utd sq!&lt;br /&gt;omg. LOSE FACE TERRIBLY.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to knowww what. Pm me.&lt;br /&gt;So shittified.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my mistakes. Don't be angry at one pt of time and heck care the stuffs around you.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;I PRACTICALLY MIXED 2 PERSONS UP.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry jon jon!&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were the IRRITATING T&lt;br /&gt;So, i heck cared ]x&lt;br /&gt;All the best with outfield![:&lt;br /&gt;Miss you long long! You'll be 17 ALWAYS[x&lt;br /&gt;RR make my DAY![:&lt;br /&gt;talkeeed for 10mins.&lt;br /&gt;[x BESTEST!&lt;br /&gt;All the best for yr Uni application![:&lt;br /&gt;OMG. AMATHS TUITION!&lt;br /&gt;TRAUMAAATISED.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lazzzy to elaaaaaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Joviiiin aint onlineee to disturrrrb!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, TIRED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;screwww 2.4!&lt;br /&gt;my legs arent in good conditions these dayyyyys.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the on-leg-skip i did on sun ]x&lt;br /&gt;freaking blisters too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tireeed to bloggg alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pooffed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6439392263614850671?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6439392263614850671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6439392263614850671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6439392263614850671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6439392263614850671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-time-nv-blog-alrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1709327902543694532</id><published>2009-04-15T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:54:42.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCIENCE PRAC (SCREWED!)</title><content type='html'>I had enough.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally cleared my vision (literally!)&lt;br /&gt;You are not what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;(psssst. OT! i JUST read sth)&lt;br /&gt;OMG![:&lt;br /&gt;okay. let me contttttinueeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jon:&lt;br /&gt;Jon jon! was COOL!&lt;br /&gt;[x I lazy speeeell full name.&lt;br /&gt;Botak all the way![:&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JM:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. thanks so much for your help[:&lt;br /&gt;Much appreciated. I doubt much could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To JOV:&lt;br /&gt;MISS YOU LONG LONG LUH![:&lt;br /&gt;Besttttttest okay![:&lt;br /&gt;So thick skin! rah!&lt;br /&gt;Anw, i'll owe you your cadbury booooost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaaamn it.&lt;br /&gt;Ayg ownage manzxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to N!&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE WORLD 'company' knowwwws me]x&lt;br /&gt;JUST A KILLERRRR.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;I DID NOT SABOTAGE/BACKSTAAAB YOU PEOPLEEE EH!&lt;br /&gt;RAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS &lt;3!!&lt;br /&gt;Milo-oh-matic!&lt;br /&gt;HAD GREEEAT FUN FOR MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;5A2 FTW!&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE PL![x&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;We went reaaaal HYPEEEER.&lt;br /&gt;As if o's were over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed Sci prac!&lt;br /&gt;kkkkay.&lt;br /&gt;gtg ]x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1709327902543694532?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1709327902543694532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1709327902543694532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1709327902543694532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1709327902543694532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/science-prac-screwed.html' title='SCIENCE PRAC (SCREWED!)'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1732440849008707557</id><published>2009-04-12T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:18:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fri:&lt;br /&gt;went church!&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;SAW LI NAN XING, CHEN LI PING, RAYSON TAN, CHEW CHOR MENG.&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE ALL SO JOVIAL PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;No more feng shui crap in their houses.&lt;br /&gt;Chew chor meng house was LIKE STAR HUB, CHEN LIPING'S HOUSE WAS LIKE M1.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;they were all soooo FUNNY LUH!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CHURCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Wii in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;Cus cheated!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me to play golf. i cant hit it for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat:&lt;br /&gt;had school.&lt;br /&gt;okay......&lt;br /&gt;Not much!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS RED RANGER! YOU'RE LOVED!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;omg. you wont want to know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR BEING THERE![:&lt;br /&gt;Meet you up soon![:&lt;br /&gt;I MISS RED RANGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun:&lt;br /&gt;Skipped  church.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda slacky today.&lt;br /&gt;RED RANGER IS ENJOYING LAST DAY BEFORE BACK TO 'PRISON LIFE'&lt;br /&gt;Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;have fun luh[:&lt;br /&gt;Powerrrr lefty![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon:&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;got eng and chi test.&lt;br /&gt;flunking it for chi again i think ]x&lt;br /&gt;Need foccccccus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooo.&lt;br /&gt;Stop thinking of SOMEONEEE!&lt;br /&gt;no more 538.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;YES, I CAME TO MY SENSES.&lt;br /&gt;BYE[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1732440849008707557?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1732440849008707557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1732440849008707557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1732440849008707557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1732440849008707557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/fri-went-church-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8970637756931988010</id><published>2009-04-08T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:33:55.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Controveeeersies</title><content type='html'>Haiyaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;One J is down!]:&lt;br /&gt;Saddddded.&lt;br /&gt;I though it would be you.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;And yes.&lt;br /&gt;How cool.&lt;br /&gt;I won the AYG WATERBOTTLE![:&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;i know J**** is JEAAAALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever frieeeend.&lt;br /&gt;[x&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you're NICE[:&lt;br /&gt;Next up, the other J.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T COME HERE.&lt;br /&gt;FROM JURONG TO HERE IS V.FAR.&lt;br /&gt;SHOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;pray hard you wont be here! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;Schoooool is so so today.&lt;br /&gt;Went pathlight.&lt;br /&gt;Was quite all all right over all.&lt;br /&gt;TIRED.]x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8970637756931988010?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8970637756931988010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8970637756931988010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8970637756931988010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8970637756931988010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/controveeeersies.html' title='Controveeeersies'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2481837090172022551</id><published>2009-04-06T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:39:46.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIPLE J</title><content type='html'>Okay. &lt;div&gt;Ytd was FUN-TAS-TIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Chew Chor Meng and Rayson Tan[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you my eyes see no wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum denies at first that it wasn't Chew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as usual, lazy to argue and in the end. She declare defeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always FORGET to bring my SPECCCCCCS  along when there's cool stuffs to be aware off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trained home alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home, pigged till 2+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my day was SUPER FUN though i did not do much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to triple J was COOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so sorry to Tim! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know you. And so, yeah. SHOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not interested. Thanks anw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Triple J convos were the besttttt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J1: J****![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the FUN ONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the superrr pro one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye yo! get this right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you wanted a comparison only!" (inside talk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jia you life guard![x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J2: J******! [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the THICK SKINNED ONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super ultimate thick skin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm really having an eye sore staring at the pax!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've to stare at it 24/7 [:"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"DUH! Its on you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And excussssse me missster! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOUR SOCIAL CIRCLE IS WAY HUGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't compare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gotten: p,s,poly,ns,uni! 5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk. You are so old alr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J3: J*******[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coolio! Thanks for being a pillar of strength for me[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And helped me with that CRAP! [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get well soon PRO archerrrrrer! (psssst. i'll never learn archery ever again!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resistant keeps you going yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to see you soon[: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M SERIOUSLY KINDA DEPRIVED WITH APPLES LATELY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ignore me if one day i come to school with THAT-SO-MANY apples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to do lit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Byeee!&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/7600612861194340976-2481837090172022551?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2481837090172022551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2481837090172022551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2481837090172022551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2481837090172022551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/triple-j.html' title='TRIPLE J'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1269934881896136452</id><published>2009-04-04T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:42:04.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're all in the same boat</title><content type='html'>Okay. I recently talking to someone whose been in the same boat as me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just look forward.&lt;br /&gt;Look on the bright side of life![:&lt;br /&gt;My back is injurrrrrrred!]:&lt;br /&gt;Damn it..&lt;br /&gt;I had much to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;I will wait no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get on with life[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;A few people.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my gang.&lt;br /&gt;I miss nocturnals. (its long i talked to yoyo pro!)&lt;br /&gt;I miss maomao.&lt;br /&gt;I miss CUTE DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my good old throat!&lt;br /&gt;I miss add maths tuition people.&lt;br /&gt;I miss SSCM08 people.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Stalker.  ( haven't catch up lately)&lt;br /&gt;I miss shuai didi!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my fellowwwww lefties.&lt;br /&gt;I miss TWIN!&lt;br /&gt;I miss 538!&lt;br /&gt;I miss AYG PEOOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;I miss the nice people.&lt;br /&gt;I miss A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;I miss almost all the people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel old somehowwww.&lt;br /&gt;Twin's, yoyo pro, joya, keith, birthday all coming up! love you people long long![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for the best to happen right now.&lt;br /&gt;pooof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1269934881896136452?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1269934881896136452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1269934881896136452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1269934881896136452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1269934881896136452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-all-in-same-boat.html' title='We&apos;re all in the same boat'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8481322540789974952</id><published>2009-04-01T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:18:46.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HW!</title><content type='html'>Omg!&lt;br /&gt;T could think of such things!&lt;br /&gt;So not her!&lt;br /&gt;HW AND DV!&lt;br /&gt;Don't find out what is it is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had spot check today.&lt;br /&gt;And YES. MY BET WAS RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;JERRRRRRRRRRRK OF MY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;Hope he had a nice scolding of DV!&lt;br /&gt;"ARE YOU A GUY OR NOT?!"&lt;br /&gt;I am DAMN IRRITATED TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid mood spoiler! AND WTF. YOU COULD AT LEAST TELL ME YTD NIGHT THAT YOU CAN SEND IT OVER TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME LAST MIN.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU THINK YOU TELLING TALES TO A 3 YR OLD KID?!!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CANT MAKE IT FREAKING AT LEAST YOU SAY CAN!&lt;br /&gt;TSK!&lt;br /&gt;AND DONT ACT DAMN CLOSE TO ME CAN! YOU CALLED ME BY "THAT"!&lt;br /&gt;EWWW. DISGUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;HOW CHILDISH COULD YOU GET?! SEND THE MAIL?!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND SAY YOU'RE BUSY ON THE A?!!&lt;br /&gt;BLUFF WHO! I CALLED  YOU HANG.&lt;br /&gt;T CALLED YOU PICKED.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HOPE THAT FREAKING LECTURE WAS WONDERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;BY THIS WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;NO PARCEL = CONSEQUENCES!&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET BEFRIENDING A FRIEND LIKE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;SUCK A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;SKINNY BIMBOTIC GUY! (yes, its BIMBOTIC, SO WHAT IT'S A GUY?! YOU DON'T ACT LIKE ONE!)&lt;br /&gt;EVEN L SAID THAT R-WALKER ARE SO GAYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;THEY SHAKE THEIR FREAKING ASSSSSSS LEFT AND RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohos!&lt;br /&gt;Saw Jas today.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't acknowledge! ps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i'll get MC later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8481322540789974952?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8481322540789974952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8481322540789974952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8481322540789974952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8481322540789974952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/04/hw.html' title='HW!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6484751910857182396</id><published>2009-03-31T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:10:57.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace had a BAD DAY</title><content type='html'>Today was totally HORRENDOUS!&lt;div&gt;I almost DIED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had chi for the freaking first period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its sucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrote compo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brought N to office and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was walking up and down to find D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk! No where to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooo. After long mins of walking, went back to class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That didn't irritate me that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had FREAKING CHEM QUIZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeeeek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt it was counted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyohhow did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got 6. Not bad counting that i didnt revise for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sth happened in class, which i am not saying what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSSSSK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAS IRRITATED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then received a FREAKINGGGGGG IRRITTING SMS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I PREDICTED WITH GILBERT YTD ABOUT IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOLD YOU IT WILL HAPPEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHIT ASSSSSS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANNOYING SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T MESS WITH ME tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GET IT FROM * IF YOU EVER TRY TO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray hard i don't cause a commotion tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WTH. STARE WHAT STARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW I KNOW WHO THE ASSSSSSS BX IS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP STARING AT ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO WHAT YOU KNOW MY BRO!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T TRY ACTING NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shittttified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flu aint getting much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boohoooos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and okay, i had a random call from T today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCARY CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First was a random guy talking to me at a bus stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now a random call with my freaky voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. i'm offf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6484751910857182396?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6484751910857182396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6484751910857182396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6484751910857182396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6484751910857182396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/grace-had-bad-day.html' title='Grace had a BAD DAY'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3038901942385192504</id><published>2009-03-30T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:38:39.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu bug bites!</title><content type='html'>Tsk. I'm feeling annoyed with the irritation of my throat and nosssssse!&lt;br /&gt;It's either itchy, coughing, hachoooing and all!&lt;br /&gt;My day is bad physically!&lt;br /&gt;Semi-sexy-voiceddd.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks with the itchy throat!&lt;br /&gt;Life story with the DQ!&lt;br /&gt;Coolio!&lt;br /&gt;An example to follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1111,156, 538, 22!&lt;br /&gt;We rule!&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Its BINGO that I play.&lt;br /&gt;Its CHEMISTRY that I found.&lt;br /&gt;Its LILO AND STICH that experiments.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahs! (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULD JUST END UP IN 156 LUH!&lt;br /&gt;YES YOU, THE SIAO ONE! [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's crush birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;Hope HE DID STH!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17 to J! (I'm just bored, So i'll be nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,okay. i gna shooo alr.&lt;br /&gt;To showwer![: bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3038901942385192504?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3038901942385192504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3038901942385192504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3038901942385192504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3038901942385192504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/flu-bug-bites.html' title='Flu bug bites!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7987883988525743167</id><published>2009-03-29T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:25:50.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAMI YOUGURRRT &lt;3!</title><content type='html'>Went to JP.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I wna go there some other time too.&lt;br /&gt;Its humoooooongous!&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;Finally had YAMI YOURGURRRRT!&lt;br /&gt;Peach flavourrrred!&lt;br /&gt;the bomb mannnzxz!&lt;br /&gt;Just dont go for food over at JP. its kinda sucky&lt;br /&gt;Today is not quite efficient.&lt;br /&gt;Hate to talk abt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam frigggging sick nw!&lt;br /&gt;gng off![:&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;NLM tmr on!&lt;br /&gt;(i'll tryyy!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7987883988525743167?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7987883988525743167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7987883988525743167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7987883988525743167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7987883988525743167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/yami-yougurrrt-3.html' title='YAMI YOUGURRRT &lt;3!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7296790613159538517</id><published>2009-03-26T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:28:02.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm surviving on 1 NERVEEEE!</title><content type='html'>It's srsly not my day today!&lt;br /&gt;Ytd night wasnt too!&lt;br /&gt;Screw you!&lt;br /&gt;I was being nice to sms YOU!&lt;br /&gt;AND WTTTTF YOUR ANS WASNT EVEN COMPLETE!&lt;br /&gt;HEY. I WONT LIKE STEAL YR GF AWAY OR WHATEVER&lt;br /&gt;I WONT FEEL JEALOUS EVEN IF I SEE YOU WITH HER, ETC!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NOT HOT, NOT SHUAI, SO MANY PIMPLES, SKIN SO OILYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;YUCCCCCCCK!&lt;br /&gt;You told me you were not free this week.&lt;br /&gt;So i asked you hw abt next week and you freakinggggg dont reply when!&lt;br /&gt;SUCK UP SHIT ASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today school.&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you supposed to go up?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeaaaah? Wasn't feeling too well today"&lt;br /&gt;"Go up now!" -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE. SO I GOT MY ASS UP THERE! TSK. I CANT STAND IT LUH&lt;br /&gt;Show me a good example first!&lt;br /&gt;Chem was alrighttttt.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was the ultimate bore.&lt;br /&gt;Nats keep disssssturbing me from my dear sleeeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;And when people sleep and she's wide awake,&lt;br /&gt;doodling starts!&lt;br /&gt;So, todaaaay, she aimed my compo book! How nice uh~&lt;br /&gt;English is DREADFUL.&lt;br /&gt;I was aiming to go home real bad somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, though i passed my day SO DREADFULLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S a joke of the day too!&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way home, on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;There's this middle aged couple sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;And like the bus stop before i alighted had a few pet shops around..&lt;br /&gt;So, when the bus moved off, it passed this newly opened pet shop.&lt;br /&gt;Okay luh, its QUITE NICE. walk passed it.&lt;br /&gt;As the bus was like moving, read the convo below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: Here got a vegetarian shop eh.&lt;br /&gt;M: Huh? Vegetarian shop? Chi Su de uh?( in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;W: Ya. You see. Its there. (points and shows her husband)&lt;br /&gt;M: What is that? Vegetarian meh? (stares at the sign) Its not luh. Its VETERANIAN.&lt;br /&gt;W: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;M: For pets and animals luh.&lt;br /&gt;W: Oh yaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the funny people!&lt;br /&gt;I was giggling awaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyyy. I'm getting this off alr.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr sports day! SAY YAY![:&lt;br /&gt;But i dont wna goo!&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel quite good today somehowwwww]x&lt;br /&gt;Coughing irritates my throat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7296790613159538517?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7296790613159538517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7296790613159538517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7296790613159538517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7296790613159538517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-surviving-on-1-nerveeee.html' title='I&apos;m surviving on 1 NERVEEEE!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7389125836486345698</id><published>2009-03-25T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:21:16.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test my patience.</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather pissed with YOU KNOW WHO.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHO = YKW&lt;br /&gt;so, smsed YKW this morning.&lt;br /&gt;V.early. 6+ am!&lt;br /&gt;And till nowww.&lt;br /&gt;Not a reply.&lt;br /&gt;Testing my nice-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And srsly,&lt;br /&gt;If only TEAM SINGAPORE ALLOWS THE PUBLIC TO COMPLAIN ABOUT BAD CONDUCT IN THE TEAM SINGAPORE UNIFORM, I TELL YOU! YOU'LL BE FIRST ON MY LIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES ON MY LIST! AND MAYBE SOME OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU LIKE SKY HIGH MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT STUPID ATTITUDE A TEAM SINGAPORE ATHELETE LIKE YOU SHOW?!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU JUST PUT UP A SHOW TO SSC, TEAM SG, ETC.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DON'T KNOW YOUR TRUE COLOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY THINK YOU'RE SO RESPONSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;EAT SHIT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE JUST WORST THAN ME.&lt;br /&gt;WAY WORST.&lt;br /&gt;WAY WORST THAN ANY PEOPLE I KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;EVEN I THINK MY BROTHER COULD BE MORE RESPONSIBLE THAN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;SHITASSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCKSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;T LOVE NETBALLER!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG CAN!&lt;br /&gt;YOU CALL YOURSELF A T?!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOW LONG DID YOU LAST SWIM!??&lt;br /&gt;I DOUBT YOU GO SWIMMING!&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH YOU SAID YOU DO!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO, YOUR BODY WILL BE TANNED EQUALLY!&lt;br /&gt;UNLESS I WAS TOO DUMB NOT TO KNOW HOW SWIMMERS LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE THENNNN YOU COULD BLUFF YOUR WAY THROUGH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE LOSERRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was PERFECT TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;only had maths for the day.&lt;br /&gt;How slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm lazy to beeeeeehlooog.&lt;br /&gt;arms acheeeeing!&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7389125836486345698?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7389125836486345698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7389125836486345698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7389125836486345698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7389125836486345698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/test-my-patience.html' title='Test my patience.'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6842181776927350055</id><published>2009-03-24T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:23:39.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CODE 538!</title><content type='html'>okayyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;CODE 538!&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda STUCCCK in my head todayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Idk whyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Should stop thinking so much alr!&lt;br /&gt;[x&lt;br /&gt;Schoooool was AWESOME TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;I feeeeel so accomplished FOR NO SPECIFIC REASONINGS though..&lt;br /&gt;I neeed to SLEEP badly these DAYSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;Yayneessss!&lt;br /&gt;I PRAY HARD CHEN LAO SHI WONT CHEAT ON MY FEELINGS THIS TIME ROUND!&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE CHINESE ORAL IS IN WEEK 3 OR 4!&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT IT TO BE ON FREAKING WEEK 1!!&lt;br /&gt;I'LL JUST BE MOOODYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiiiitt!&lt;br /&gt;I need ask SSC TO KINDLY SENT ME A LETTERRRR informing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern:&lt;br /&gt;Grace Sin of BLABLAHBLAAAH will be  joining the AYG blablablaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Hope it turn out sth like this!&lt;br /&gt;If not uh, Idk how to face the t'chers! ]x&lt;br /&gt;I cant write Bao Zhang Du Hou Kan!&lt;br /&gt;For dk whatttttt reasons,&lt;br /&gt;I cant score for that.&lt;br /&gt;I started to love chinese ( due to POSITIVE THINKING!)&lt;br /&gt;But kinda failed somehow too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of sleeeeep! ]x&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;I think MUSHHHHH CHANGEDDD ALOT! ]x&lt;br /&gt;And its long i contacted him ]x&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing people too!]x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6842181776927350055?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6842181776927350055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6842181776927350055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6842181776927350055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6842181776927350055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/code-538.html' title='CODE 538!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2991179956985815339</id><published>2009-03-22T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:36:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakeeey wakey!</title><content type='html'>Shittttttzxzz!&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake up from every aspect.&lt;br /&gt;I'm NO LONGER IN A FAIRTALE LAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't dream of my prince charming anymore from now on.&lt;br /&gt;I can't rely on hopes.&lt;br /&gt;But to DO it right and well!&lt;br /&gt;I can't just TRY.&lt;br /&gt;trying isn't a gooood thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE mindset yo!&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE THINKING!&lt;br /&gt;POSITIVE SELF-TALK! (i think its rather FUNNNY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;I should forget my 1-day crush!&lt;br /&gt;shooooooots!&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i won't see him around..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i hope to see him!&lt;br /&gt;CRAAAAAAPZXZXZX!&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAKE ME UP INSIDDDDE SOMEONEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;I want your HP numberrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;That's my next step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr someone is gna share LOVE STORY with me.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2991179956985815339?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2991179956985815339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2991179956985815339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2991179956985815339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2991179956985815339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/wakeeey-wakey.html' title='Wakeeey wakey!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1311008200021759662</id><published>2009-03-21T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:53:00.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infamously famous in the good way</title><content type='html'>Camped overnight over at cus place ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;Today AYG TRNG WAS TOTALLY SPEECHLESS.&lt;br /&gt;I'VE BEEN SABOTAGED.&lt;br /&gt;thanks uh!&lt;br /&gt;BULLY THE YOUNGEST ONE!&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering whose the youngest one, ITS THE PATHETIC ME!&lt;br /&gt;GILBERT ANG DID NOT WANT TO TAG ALONNNNG!&lt;br /&gt;SO, making me the youngest one!&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the LIMELIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;It srsly tooo much limelight.&lt;br /&gt;2 lecturers for today.&lt;br /&gt;Both questioned me.&lt;br /&gt;Raaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Speechless though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, met nice people.&lt;br /&gt;June, Siew Hui, Christine, i can't rmb one more, and the SABOTAGERRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;And i met J at the bus stop!&lt;br /&gt;Retardddded can.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a stranger who knows you, yet you don't know him talks to you randomly.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LEARNT THIS.&lt;br /&gt;BE POSITIVE!&lt;br /&gt;DON'T SAY TRY, BUT TAKE ACTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. All bigggg bullyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to aunt's place.&lt;br /&gt;My C is reall baaaad!&lt;br /&gt;Had some improvements (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;Played wii!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! i beat my cus in boxing like for once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;I hope FB won't be flooded anytime soon!&lt;br /&gt;kayyyyys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mmm off![:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1311008200021759662?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1311008200021759662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1311008200021759662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1311008200021759662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1311008200021759662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/infamously-famous-in-good-way.html' title='Infamously famous in the good way'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5715214713679610198</id><published>2009-03-18T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:14:53.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM DAM ANGRY NOW!</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH GENDER DISCRIMINATION?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT CENTURY ARE WE LIVING IN NOW?!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ADVANTAGE DOES MY BRO HAS OVER ME?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT IF HE JUST MERELY PASSED HIS SECONDARY ONE TERM 1 ONLY?!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO BIG DEAL?!!&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT SAY HE DID V WELL.&lt;br /&gt;HE STILL FLUNKKKK!&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFF!&lt;br /&gt;AND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY MUST I WASH HIS PLATE AND HIS CUP AFTER HIS BREAKFAST?!!&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I'M DONE WITH MY SO LONG AGO!&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT MADE TO BE THE SERVANT OF THIS HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT IF I'M AT HOME?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK I WANT TO STAY AT HOME?!!&lt;br /&gt;ITS YOU WHO GROUNDED ME!!&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS NOT THAT MY BRO DOES NOT HAVE ANY HANDS OR WHAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;HE DOES AND IS PERFECTLY FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YTD YOU BOUGHT LUNCH BACK FOR HIM&lt;br /&gt;AND ONLY HIM!&lt;br /&gt;YOU DIDNT EVEN BOTHER TO CALL BACK AND ASK ME IF I HAD MINE!&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU EVEN FETCH HIM TO AND FRO FROM SCH!&lt;br /&gt;CANT HE FREAKING TAKE THE PUBLIC TRANSPORT?!!&lt;br /&gt;AND WAS I TREATED SO NICELY WHEN I WAS IN SEC 1?!!&lt;br /&gt;THE ANSWER IS NO!&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOTTEN THE BURSARG FOR 3 CONSEC. YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU EVEN SAID YOU WERE PLEASED?!&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S UP AFTER RESULTS ARE BACK.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE SUCH AN INSULT TO MY ACADEMIC GRADES.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HATE ME SAY SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DRAG THE PAST IN?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS ONCE IN SWIMMING TILL I HAD SILVER AND I DIDNT WANT TO MOVE ON ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;THATS THE CHOICE I MAKE.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT REGRET IT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;COS BACK THEN, I HAD MORE MATURE THOUGHTS OF HOW TO COPE AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;WITH THE PERIOD EVERY GIRL GOT TO GET THROUGH,&lt;br /&gt;ITS TROUBLESOME BEING A COMPETITVE SWIMMER!&lt;br /&gt;SO DON'T COMPARE WITH ME TO MY BRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SLACKS, LIES ON THE FLOOR, PLAY HIS OWN TOYS, ETC.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS DOING MY FREAKING SS AND what?!&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME TO WASH UP THE PLATE AND CUP MY BRO USE?!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY NOT ASK HIM HIMSELF TO GET THAT DONE SINCE HE IS SO FREAKING FREE!?!!&lt;br /&gt;AND WTFFFF!&lt;br /&gt;WHEN BRO DID NOT GO WASH THE PLATE AND CUP, YOU WENT TO WASH IT UP FOR HIM!&lt;br /&gt;PAMPER HIM!&lt;br /&gt;IF I WERE HIM, I BET I'LL APPRECIATE MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE YOU CAME OUT FROM YR SHOWER, I ASKED BRO TO WASH IT UP!&lt;br /&gt;JUST THAT HE &lt;strong&gt;REFUSED TO&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;IT ISNT MY FAULT! GET THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINCE YOU WANNA BRING BACK THE PAST,&lt;br /&gt;WHY NOT SAYING ABOUT THE CANNNING SITUATION AT HOME?!!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS CANED ALMOST EVERY NIGHT DURING MY P1 TO P3 DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;HE DOES NOT EVEN GET CANED BACK THEN!&lt;br /&gt;YOU TOOK THE CANE, HE CRIED, YOU KEPT IT BACK!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THIS?! SO UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;HE'S HANDWRITING HE AWFULLY UNREADABLE!&lt;br /&gt;YOU TOLD HIM.&lt;br /&gt;HE DID NOT CHANGE AND YOU DID NOT CANE OR SCOLD!&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE JUST A SLAP ON THE ARM!&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE WANTS A PSP. AND YOU ALL WERE ABOUT TO GET HIM ONE!&lt;br /&gt;HE LOST A PHONE AND YOU REPLACED ONE FOR HIM!&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T THINK I'LL GET THIS KIND OF TREATMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO IT ONTO OTHERS AS YOU WILL WANT IT TO BE DONE ONTO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TIME, WHEN I'M 21.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL RESPECT HER MORE THAN TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'VE NOT GRANTED ME MUCH IN MY 16 + YEARS ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN MY SOCIAL, THE PEOPLE I MIXED WITH, WHAT IS THE CONCERNED OF YOU!?!&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT BEING PEER PRESSURISED OR ETC!&lt;br /&gt;I'M BEING MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT FOR MY FRIENDS WHO ARE THERE FOR ME, WHO WILL?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAS. DONT BE A LAUGHING STALK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M IGNORING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;FROM NOW ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFF OFF!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks for those who are there to help me out during this period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;much appreciated for your love and concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&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/7600612861194340976-5715214713679610198?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5715214713679610198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5715214713679610198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5715214713679610198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5715214713679610198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-dam-angry-now.html' title='I AM DAM ANGRY NOW!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8825718981285415170</id><published>2009-03-16T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:54:33.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was just hours ago.&lt;br /&gt;And so many things happen.&lt;br /&gt;Grats to L![:&lt;br /&gt;Guess you've found your true love!&lt;br /&gt;Last long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not meant to judge.&lt;br /&gt;Its not my ideal one.&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo. X&lt;br /&gt;Not say v.nice.&lt;br /&gt;character seems so lian!&lt;br /&gt;ewww.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe you're in those cheeena society.&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwwwwwws!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with your love love uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(psssssst. i'm having goooooosebummmps!)&lt;br /&gt;It rather freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;Will a girl find a guy whose smaller size than you?!&lt;br /&gt;With the girl being very skinny.&lt;br /&gt;Not aneroxic kind of skinny. Just very slim and the guy being so small sizeee!&lt;br /&gt;OHHHMYGWWWWAD MAAAANZXZXZ!&lt;br /&gt;i'll just be so speeeechless.&lt;br /&gt;Got mucles so what? Not say BIG ARM MUSCLES.&lt;br /&gt;tiny ones nia! i think smaller than my brother's arm muscle.&lt;br /&gt;though he's only a swimmerrrr!&lt;br /&gt;EEEEWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;IT SUPERRRRRRR FREAKS ME OUTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;STOP SHOWING OFF YOUR COOLNESS.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU ARE NOT AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ON DUTCCCCCH!-!-!-!-!-!&lt;br /&gt;BUHHHHHHH-BYE shit ass!&lt;br /&gt;a not so good one to rely on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8825718981285415170?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8825718981285415170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8825718981285415170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8825718981285415170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8825718981285415170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-just-hours-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5787459749924540009</id><published>2009-03-16T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:59:34.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHEMGEEEEEE!&lt;div&gt;I JUST RMB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone proposed in SPORTS SCH ON FRIDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super hilarious though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sweeeeet can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Public confession!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the swim, the guy went to proposed to the girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from APSC if i'm not wrong[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU THINK YOU V.COOL UHH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ASK AND DON'T BOTHER TO GIVE A REPLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH LUH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dam keeeek with YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I KNOW YOU WONT BE READING THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO WHAT IF YOU SEE ME OVER THERE!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my choice to go there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My main point to go there is NOT TO SEE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GET THIS?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today hommie was GRRREEEEAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr off to study corneerrrr[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walao! i tell you uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SSC SERVICE IS THE WORST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES, SINGAPORE SPORTS COUNCIL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one answers the DAMMMMN PHONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could call a thousand times, yet, no one picks up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bestest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm offfffff-!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5787459749924540009?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5787459749924540009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5787459749924540009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5787459749924540009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5787459749924540009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/ohemgeeeeee-i-just-rmb-someone-proposed.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8851181991026593453</id><published>2009-03-15T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:42:05.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hipppp-Hipppppp-Huuuuuuuaray!&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;I've de-drown myself from my whole pool of sorrows[:&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so good now[:&lt;br /&gt;I wasssss so upclose with MY CUTE DUDE[:&lt;br /&gt;I would date him out if he was olderrr!&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;JAPAN swimmers ownaaage at SSS!&lt;br /&gt;They are superrr pro!&lt;br /&gt;owning all the top places!&lt;br /&gt;Today and fri saw a few people in action.&lt;br /&gt;Tao li, Marc Cheah, SL, Cheryl Tan, Cute dude!, Rainer, Jerryl Y., LY, Arron, ZK, Dillon, Quah Ting Wen, many more.&lt;br /&gt;GO ELITE SWIM CLUBBB![:&lt;br /&gt;Jerryl owns all the butterfly U-12 trophies!&lt;br /&gt;thats a sure thing.&lt;br /&gt;took some vids.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri, i wasnt really in a good shape though.&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO ALL OUT TO BULLSHIT ABOUT US ALL YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BE BOTHERED MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;You've caused me to be grounded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT MY MOOD TO BE SPOILT THIS WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Bro and me[:&lt;br /&gt;Hommie.&lt;br /&gt;Its cool![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offffff.&lt;br /&gt;pictures tell a thousand worddds[:&lt;br /&gt;Go FB see the random peeektures if you want to[:&lt;br /&gt;Over at SSS[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8851181991026593453?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8851181991026593453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8851181991026593453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8851181991026593453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8851181991026593453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/hipppp-hipppppp-huuuuuuuaray-okay-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7713562840585812164</id><published>2009-03-12T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:55:46.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE 5A2!</title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE WITH HOLOCAUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name tag broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some sec 3s were starrrrrring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk. v.nice to stare meeeh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk whats wrong with my feet today too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just got so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blisters on both feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the left one was v.serveeer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice. So my feet was naked in class[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And soon. i got annoyed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cld guess what i was up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POPPING![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL IS SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO USE THE FINGERPRINT CRAPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO KOOOOLSZXZZX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5A2 OWNSSSSS ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama happens in class[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the 5A2 cheeeer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 'PEACEFUL MARCH' was the ultimate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lecture followed by a prayer after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the screamings were the coooolerrrrrrrrrssssrttttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class outing sooon[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lefties outing soon[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps. I'M NOT GONNA PLAN LEFTIES OUTING! ASK THE POLY PEOPLE TO PLANNNNNN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DONT SABOTAAAAAAGE ME AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 5A2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Na-niiiiii-oh![: (get well soon, boy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love TWIN! (you're tpo cool alr!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love KianHwee! (a random one[:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love AikHwee! (Mr. Nocturnal!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Bloooood![; ( dun so streeeeess!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those mentioneeeeed above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for giving me the motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you all were nice! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks D too[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, THIS NEWS MIGHT BE DUED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a stalker over at KOVAN ytd!&lt;br /&gt;It freaky being stalkeddddd! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: you at heartland right? holding the blue balloon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G: OMG. how you know?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: Yes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G: wherrre are you?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E: walking around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AT LEAST YOU COULD SAY A HELLO RIGGGGGGHT?! make me as if you stalking me luhhhhh! SO FREAKY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANW, I'VE STOPPPPED TO STALK PEOPLE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NO ONE IN MIND TO STALK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wooots.tmr off to see my CD![:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7713562840585812164?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7713562840585812164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7713562840585812164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7713562840585812164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7713562840585812164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-5a2.html' title='I LOVE 5A2!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2251151708662419836</id><published>2009-03-11T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:39:22.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God will guide me through[:&lt;br /&gt;He's the way, the truth and the light!&lt;br /&gt;I'll seek him in all ways and trust that he has a plan for me![:&lt;br /&gt;though there was a slight run of my emotions today.&lt;br /&gt;First time.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i tried to control my tears.&lt;br /&gt;But it just flow down.&lt;br /&gt;Shitifffffied.&lt;br /&gt;I am so dead.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare.&lt;br /&gt;This FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;G-G TO ME ALR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye world.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2251151708662419836?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2251151708662419836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2251151708662419836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2251151708662419836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2251151708662419836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-will-guide-me-through-hes-way-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4361139300570201846</id><published>2009-03-10T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:59:39.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WONDERS</title><content type='html'>I wonder do wonders really come true.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i forgot to say this.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Jonny in school ytd!&lt;br /&gt;If you know who then good. Don't knowww then too bad!&lt;br /&gt;Go watch teeevee and you'll know!&lt;br /&gt;he's so small size!&lt;br /&gt;I wont be a fan of him, or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;MAOMAO! is the ideal one[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder at times..&lt;br /&gt;If people know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;Be it irritated, emotional, angry, pissed off, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like makeing a big mess in my life these days.&lt;br /&gt;Idk what am i gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;K is on the list! But due to some matters,&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO HIM!&lt;br /&gt;Twin, is so PANGSEH.&lt;br /&gt;sms half way then run away!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;kunnny is nice. But he's so INNOCENT.&lt;br /&gt;okay, enoooough.&lt;br /&gt;i should stopppp being bothered by the mess i've Caused and move on.&lt;br /&gt;I wont want to return to where i was once.&lt;br /&gt;And remove the mess.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm a person of LP. So what?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a SIGNIFICANT character.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares!&lt;br /&gt;Peer pressure ain't gonna work for me.&lt;br /&gt;So don't try.&lt;br /&gt;Why follow trends? When there's limitation to some in life.&lt;br /&gt;I might not say much. If you want to be enemies with me go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Losing one distant friend aint gna hurt much!&lt;br /&gt;THE GIGGLING MATTER.&lt;br /&gt;It's a moment i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;How it all happened.&lt;br /&gt;How my reaction was and all. ]x&lt;br /&gt;though i wanted to cry when that happened,&lt;br /&gt;I hold back my tears and just kept the smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want to say to YOU is that.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SO MUCH FOR BEING THERE FOR ME [:&lt;br /&gt;Now, it may all be different.&lt;br /&gt;But the way i think of you,&lt;br /&gt;Will always be the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-4361139300570201846?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4361139300570201846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4361139300570201846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4361139300570201846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4361139300570201846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonders.html' title='WONDERS'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1958195696448488516</id><published>2009-03-09T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:27:10.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SUCHA SLEEPHEAD!</title><content type='html'>today, i'm super tired somehowww.&lt;br /&gt;SLEPT DURING CHI!&lt;br /&gt;eyessss were closing any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was slack today.&lt;br /&gt;only had maths and ss as for timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, 5A2 HATES TO BE KEPT IN SUSPENSE.&lt;br /&gt;whats happening tmr?!&lt;br /&gt;people are not planning to sleep cos of the suspense created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATHS LESSONS WAS THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;with the BLUE JOKE, FORK, ETC.&lt;br /&gt;funnny[;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyyy. i'm getting off soon.&lt;br /&gt;anyoneee wanna join me for AYG?&lt;br /&gt;i'm so loooonely.&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet the both nic on that day![:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1958195696448488516?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1958195696448488516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1958195696448488516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1958195696448488516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1958195696448488516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sucha-sleephead.html' title='I&apos;M SUCHA SLEEPHEAD!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8405889374870828268</id><published>2009-03-08T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:24:00.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH!&lt;div&gt;MY LIFE IS SUPER DRAMA THIS WHOLE WEEK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I EITHER GET SUPER HIGH, SUPER MALU, SUPER EMO, SUPER WAHTEVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHHHMYGWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOMETHING WEIRRRRD IS WORKING IN ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY WAS THE ULTIMATE DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS BEEN A WEEK AND A DAY SINCE I LAST SAW YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY. SHARP EYES RULE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STALKING OWNS TOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to hougang festival market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess who i met there! (for me to know, for you to find out!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i was waiting outside ntuc anddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought my eye was playing prank on me or what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i SPOTTTEEEDDDDDDD SMALL B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theeeen, saw B's mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i draggged bro, somewhere near the toilet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and told him this (i was giggling rather badly then):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"aye! i think B's here!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he was huh? really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i told him i wasnt too sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was about to confirm myyyyyyyyyyyy thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Medium B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and soooonner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POOOOOF! Big B APPEARRRED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Small B came out of the toilet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhhhhmy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its likeee soooo =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyyyyyyyyyyyyy. i'm not gna say any details!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOO CRAZY MANZXZXZX!&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/7600612861194340976-8405889374870828268?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8405889374870828268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8405889374870828268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8405889374870828268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8405889374870828268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/ahhhhh-my-life-is-super-drama-this.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6385063820909177093</id><published>2009-03-07T19:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:05:30.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT A LOMO CAM! BUY ME ONE![x</title><content type='html'>psssssssssssssst!&lt;div&gt;i've got a seceret to tell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS THAT.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M PROUD TO BE A LEFT BRAINER![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RIGHT BRAINERS ARE BEING PSYCHOTIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'VE GOT EVIDENCE OKAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THE SOURCE IS &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELIABLE! ITS FROM READER DIGEST OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'VE SOMEHOW GOTTEN THE MOOD FOR SHOPPING LIKE A WHOLE LOT OF THINGS and INTEREST IN LEARNING SKILLS&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SUPER RARELY GOT THE MOOD FOR SHOPPING SPRREEEEEEEES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shittttified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want like a whole lot of things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRST STOP, A LOMO CAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGGGGZXZXZ! JUST SEE HOW COOOOL IT IS CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the peeeektures come out is sooooo NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SECOND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a tennis RACQUET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna play tennis soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WILL SUCCEEEEEED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i tell you sth, tennis racquets prices are SO NOT NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheapest we've seen was like 70sgd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POOOOOOK-KAI ALR LUH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIRD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dragon boating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think its the utimate next few cool stuffs on my list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want kayaaaak too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will learn it soooon too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOURTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, no forth for nowwww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRAIN DEAD. CANT RECALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YTD WAS THE BOMMMMB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went suntec for the career crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aft that went NYNY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate marssss bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sugar rush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it freaking sweeet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an advice: don't eat any meals if you are gng NYNY for desserts! cos you'll be super BLOATED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aft that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got my cus ECLIPSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was nice anw [x and it had 20% disc. soooo, got it for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aft citylinkinnnnng, went to central. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY, WE'VE CAUSED MUCH COMMOTION THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nth serious though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we felt rather mad for some reassssons[x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you wont want to know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, eng course was so speeeeeedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. i'm  lazy to booohlog alr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off to play with FB![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6385063820909177093?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6385063820909177093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6385063820909177093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6385063820909177093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6385063820909177093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-lomo-cam-buy-me-onex.html' title='I WANT A LOMO CAM! BUY ME ONE![x'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1169353474033942072</id><published>2009-03-05T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:44:02.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FINALLY GOTTEN BACK MY OLD SELF!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPERRR HAPPY TODAY SOMEHOWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holocaust 80% completed or 100% completed.&lt;br /&gt;cos' we might need to edit it still.&lt;br /&gt;ANNNNNND[:&lt;br /&gt;YES! I'M GOING FOR AYG TRNG!&lt;br /&gt;Though i might not attend for certain dates due to CHI ORAL!]:&lt;br /&gt;boohooos!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT TO SEE AYG PEEEEEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;hope they are as nice as SCM08 PEEEEEEPS[:&lt;br /&gt;yooohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNPW WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;I COMPLETED LIKE  6 AYG TESTS ALR [:&lt;br /&gt;coolio!&lt;br /&gt;ONE HAD 91 QSNS!&lt;br /&gt;JUST KILL ME.&lt;br /&gt;BUT QUITE COOL LUH[:&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU LEARN ABOUT ETIQUETTE TOO[;&lt;br /&gt;might help for DPA next year if i want to[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ULTIMATE COOOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1169353474033942072?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1169353474033942072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tell you uh,&lt;div&gt;i really think my desktop vents anger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like having mood swings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried to on it ytd and it refuseddddddd to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, i'm it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINAAAAAALLY[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school today was rather alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my cute dudddde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna meet him and talked to him like i did over at sentosa last yearrrrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i'll meet him up soooon [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR march HOLAAAAAAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wna skipped the last day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wannnna go dowwwwwn to SSS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see my bro SWWWWWIM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeaaaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so gna get myself chloooorinateeeed 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href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-tell-you-uh-i-really-think-my-desktop.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1709541975568729040</id><published>2009-03-02T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:43:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRATIONS IN THE BATHROOM</title><content type='html'>I really think much inspirations come from the time when you are either showering or pooping.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;somehow &lt;em&gt;cloud seeding&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pop by.&lt;br /&gt;so i recalled back then when i was in primary 4/5?&lt;br /&gt;dad told me about cloud seeding at the NDP always!&lt;br /&gt;back then i used to go for the NDP like continuous kind.&lt;br /&gt;then my first impression of &lt;em&gt;cloud seeding&lt;/em&gt; when i was little was that helicopters/aeroplanes go up to the sky, put the seed in the clouds and more clouds will grow.&lt;br /&gt;that was my first impression.&lt;br /&gt;another impression was that people brought fire extinguishes up to the sky and spray on the clouds so it would freeze the clouds as my impression of fire extinguishers back were like ice!&lt;br /&gt;how naive it was.&lt;br /&gt;but i think childlike thoughts are way cool[:&lt;br /&gt;i missed it!&lt;br /&gt;i'm want my childhood back.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading youth.&lt;br /&gt;and soon adult hood.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i've not fly a kite in my whole life! believe it!&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even played with one!&lt;br /&gt;how deprived my childhood can be!&lt;br /&gt;When i reach 21 (thats when i planned to get a bf), i'll surely go and outplay myself with the kite!&lt;br /&gt;i'll 110% DRAG MY BOYFR NEXT TIME TO GO FLY KITE![:&lt;br /&gt;its kinda retarded but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;its childhood!&lt;br /&gt;I know some people were shocked over this, but its the fact[x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.&lt;br /&gt;great inspiration come and go!&lt;br /&gt;I had this convo with T during PE lessons while tennising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: aye! i want learn dragon boat leh!&lt;br /&gt;T: you serious?!&lt;br /&gt;G: yes! very[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, yeah. thats for it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gna learnt dragon boating soon (i hope!)&lt;br /&gt;i think its WAY COOL![:&lt;br /&gt;you'll learn to bond well with people and work as a team.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GONNA TRY IT AFTER O'S![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happenings!&lt;br /&gt;my cus is nearly seeded in nats in top 10 i think.&lt;br /&gt;wooooots!&lt;br /&gt;coolio!&lt;br /&gt;way to go cus!&lt;br /&gt;TOP NATIONAL 2nd SEEDED commented  he improved tremeeeendously!&lt;br /&gt;JY CUS![:&lt;br /&gt;he's the ultimate!&lt;br /&gt;he's got PAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ho ho![x&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED SUNDAY SO BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;COS' I ONLY MISSED THE EPIC FAILURE OF MY BRO!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up, though you didnt know anything that i wasnt feeling too good.&lt;br /&gt;this is how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to get lunch from downstairs coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;So, i followwwwed him&lt;br /&gt;and was chatting to mum before i left.&lt;br /&gt;so he took the $ and poooooofed off.&lt;br /&gt;he thought i was rather dumb.&lt;br /&gt;and that i did not see him!&lt;br /&gt;he stood at the corner of the stairs and he wanted to boo me!&lt;br /&gt;soooo.&lt;br /&gt;whose so dumb to get boo-ed by you?&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, i booed him instead of he booed me!&lt;br /&gt;how nice[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear world,&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten over the deep shit that i've landed myself in.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just think that whoever is just there.&lt;br /&gt;idk if i've lost a bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;cos it seems you are keeping a distant.&lt;br /&gt;Your speeches on msn were like so reluctant.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just be myself.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i'll set the policy straight.&lt;br /&gt;I won't want to miss up on my youth.&lt;br /&gt;And we are now worlds apart i would say.&lt;br /&gt;No more encouraging words to help me run finish this race.&lt;br /&gt;I've to rely on myself.&lt;br /&gt;You're gone now.&lt;br /&gt;If you existed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you were like the last time YOU!&lt;br /&gt;i've gone all so speechless over this.&lt;br /&gt;i know its nothing too big to you,&lt;br /&gt;Cos you weren't even affected at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the encouraging times you gave me&lt;br /&gt;And the little strength you gave me for the past years.&lt;br /&gt;That had led me becoming of who am i now.&lt;br /&gt;the darkest secrets that we once share,&lt;br /&gt;the bond back then was so strong.&lt;br /&gt;and now, its so weak.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'll just lead life the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;BE STRESS AND SNAPPED OUT OF CONCIOUSNESS one day.&lt;br /&gt;No one will know me then.&lt;br /&gt;SNAP SNAP SNAP!&lt;br /&gt;poooof.&lt;br /&gt;if only i was a pro magician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1709541975568729040?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1709541975568729040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1709541975568729040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1709541975568729040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1709541975568729040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspirations-in-bathroom.html' title='INSPIRATIONS IN THE BATHROOM'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6912074935982653631</id><published>2009-03-01T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:38:16.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to whom it may concern</title><content type='html'>thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, when i've got home, i wanted to send you a sms on what you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i've got the instinct not to.&lt;br /&gt;so, i did not.&lt;br /&gt;and that i've prepared a letter to pass to you the other day.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't cos idk what your thoughts during that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;its might be +ve /-ve points.&lt;br /&gt;anw, yeah, i know. its over now.&lt;br /&gt;but i wont brood over it.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just take it as experiences learnt in life [:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everthing[:&lt;br /&gt;you're the bestest!&lt;br /&gt;and, i respect the decision that you've made.&lt;br /&gt;don't judge a book by its cover&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that, you've considered it hard and made that decision&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what, i'll still be here for you kay[:&lt;br /&gt;S asked me about it this aft.&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda speechless. So left him with no answer.&lt;br /&gt;Although it might be emotional for this period of time,&lt;br /&gt;i'll get myself where i was before[;&lt;br /&gt;though i just fell into another hole, i'll pick MYSELF up.&lt;br /&gt;be independent!&lt;br /&gt;i will walk through these times alone.&lt;br /&gt;the letter, i will just keep it.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, hope you for the better [:&lt;br /&gt;and have no more regrets in life[:&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the irritating craps i said to you.&lt;br /&gt;about the mrt front, back, middle, center, middle right/left, etc.&lt;br /&gt;make you so lost the other day.&lt;br /&gt;but i was not that BAD to you luh.&lt;br /&gt;i listened to you okay!&lt;br /&gt;oh and i learnt 'NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE!'&lt;br /&gt;i sat at the front which you said!&lt;br /&gt;and idk where you went to luh!&lt;br /&gt;know this, i like your personality &amp;amp; you're cute [x&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, we'll still be the best of friends alright?&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh! and thanks for the belated Vday present!&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE! &lt;3![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMMOROW'S MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;monday &lt;s&gt;blues&lt;/s&gt; reds!&lt;br /&gt;its the ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;you try us, we will just play along with you [:&lt;br /&gt;sounds way cool.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwwesomely.&lt;br /&gt;deep shit fun eh!&lt;br /&gt;cheeeerrrios!&lt;br /&gt;no more DUTY.&lt;br /&gt;I'M DUTY FREEEEE[:&lt;br /&gt;weeeehoos.&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda dead tmr.&lt;br /&gt;getting back maths paper.&lt;br /&gt;think the graph i wont do it too well.&lt;br /&gt;tmr got cheeeena test.&lt;br /&gt;GRACE WILL DO EXTREMELY WELL! (dream on!)&lt;br /&gt;oh myyy!&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt i've got 56/68 for idk what sub!&lt;br /&gt;its sooo cool!&lt;br /&gt;i hope that for my cheena! which is never possible. (but, nothing is possible, i could try &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;this morning was down with FEVEEEEEER! ]x&lt;br /&gt;and throaaaaat irritation!&lt;br /&gt;no appetite in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;ate only late afternoooon. ]x&lt;br /&gt;had CHILLI CRRRRRRABYYYYS FOR DINNER.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrams cooked it [x&lt;br /&gt;luuuurve her to the max!&lt;br /&gt;walao, i tell you uh...&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GOT PHOBIA OF EATING CRABS ALR SIAAA!&lt;br /&gt;THE FREAKING CRAB SHELL GOT STUCKED IN BETWWEEEEN MY TEETH!&lt;br /&gt;and was bleeding quite badly!&lt;br /&gt;all the way mannnnzxz!&lt;br /&gt;gum hurts.&lt;br /&gt;mum helped me to remove it!&lt;br /&gt;and another thing. got cut while peeeeling the shell off.&lt;br /&gt;so suaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;]x all the way leeeh!&lt;br /&gt;i went to huuuuuuuuuuuug someone too[x&lt;br /&gt;he's the so nice one!&lt;br /&gt;and i went to disturb him while he was about to doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: aye! got algae!&lt;br /&gt;M: huh? what algae? in the room got algae?&lt;br /&gt;G: there! (points at the specs)&lt;br /&gt;M: this is not algae. this is my cool specs with green spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever luh[;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanksformakingmydaytoday.ifnotforyou,i'llbesooooooomoodless.thankscus!ily![: andyeah,itsamazingseeingmestudyingchineseuh![:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope that you'll be back here by my side. but i know its too late already. no more time to spare. you'll be missed a whole lot ]x you'll still be the secrets keeper i knew before. our friendship still holds on there alight? &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6912074935982653631?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6912074935982653631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6912074935982653631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6912074935982653631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6912074935982653631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='to whom it may concern'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8296988052758647034</id><published>2009-02-28T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:26:25.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the ultimate[:&lt;br /&gt;wooootsy!&lt;br /&gt;met [: aft. sooooo long[x&lt;br /&gt;had a superrrrrrrr fun time aye!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE THE BESTEST! &lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8296988052758647034?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8296988052758647034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8296988052758647034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8296988052758647034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8296988052758647034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-ultimate-wooootsy-met-aft.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8952390577057661096</id><published>2009-02-27T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:57:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tell you this.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hating CCA!&lt;br /&gt;its like being dragged by people as old as you to do sth you dun wished to!&lt;br /&gt;and its like they RULE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS RATHER SUCKY!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA is the ultimate boring mannnnzxzx!&lt;br /&gt;detesting it!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;flunk amaths ct.&lt;br /&gt;but overall passed.&lt;br /&gt;so, its quite okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gna get on with life.&lt;br /&gt;what's with annoying people in the process of my life?!!&lt;br /&gt;now, it's not you that i can't stand!&lt;br /&gt;its your attitude!&lt;br /&gt;i did no wrong to go against you!&lt;br /&gt;i even state the word 'please' in the sms!&lt;br /&gt;and what?! you are showing freaking hell of attitude!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to do you good anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, its over!&lt;br /&gt;a week of strendeddddddd me got free!&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost my cheeena books eh! ]x&lt;br /&gt;i so neeeeed tell her on monnnnnday]x&lt;br /&gt;she's gna kill me i think!&lt;br /&gt;all the best to me ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hoped our appeal worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;wooooooots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ily pig! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8952390577057661096?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8952390577057661096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8952390577057661096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8952390577057661096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8952390577057661096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-tell-you-this.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7019131410169074117</id><published>2009-02-26T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:53:51.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tell you uh!&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD HAVE GONE TO THE CC LIKE TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;PIG WAS THERE PLAYING BADMINTON!&lt;br /&gt;NEVER REPLY MY SMS UNTIL FINISH HIS GAME!&lt;br /&gt;DAM NICE!&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD HAVE SAID A YES TO SHI YING WHEN SHE ASKED MEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;AND I SHOULDN'T HAVE SLEEEEEP!&lt;br /&gt;idk why, these few days ko-ed when i'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;RAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE'S DAM MEAAAAAAN! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, sch was fun today somehow.&lt;br /&gt;excluding the run, which suck.&lt;br /&gt;the POD rule! the rubbish dump we took it from outside.&lt;br /&gt;and no one realised it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiiiiiity.&lt;br /&gt;throat aint taking for the better.&lt;br /&gt;all the best PIG!&lt;br /&gt;RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7019131410169074117?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7019131410169074117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7019131410169074117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7019131410169074117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7019131410169074117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-tell-you-uh-i-should-have-gone-to-cc.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2859300896706813902</id><published>2009-02-25T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:35:55.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you're not close to me, don't act as if you are.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i won't be anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch is getting worssse.&lt;br /&gt;flunk ss.&lt;br /&gt;so, comb. humans is done for alr! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shittyassy.&lt;br /&gt;hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2859300896706813902?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2859300896706813902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2859300896706813902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2859300896706813902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2859300896706813902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-youre-not-close-to-me-dont-act-as-if.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5017643171080702015</id><published>2009-02-23T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:11:41.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNYOING PEOPLE WHO CREATES UNNECESSARY PROBLEM!</title><content type='html'>scenerio #1:&lt;br /&gt;TO WHOEVER WHO WROTE ON MY WALL! ( post deleted)&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;YOU STARTED ALL THE PROBLEM AND DEMAND AN APOLOGY FROM ME!?&lt;br /&gt;WTEFFF!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT KIND OF GAY ARE YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;AND EXCUSE ME.&lt;br /&gt;YOU STARTED IT. SAYING ME AND WHOEVER ARE TGT!&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST V.CLOSE TO BRANDON CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU JEALOUS?!&lt;br /&gt;WTH CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;AND WE'RE JUST PLAYING AROUND?!&lt;br /&gt;AND PLEASE STOP ASKING ME WHEN I'M FREE FOR GOD'S SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU A THOUSAND AND ONE TIMES,&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WISH TO MEET UP WITH YOU! GET THIS!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO NOT GENTLEMAN! YOU CREATED A BIG FUSS AND WANT ME TO APOLOGISE.&lt;br /&gt;FINE. I APOLOGISED! YOU HAPPY?!&lt;br /&gt;AND WTH. THE NEXT SENTENCE YOU SAID WAS&lt;br /&gt;"I HOPE YOU WOULD NOT WANT TO QUARREL OVER THIS."&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME. WHOSE THE ONE?!&lt;br /&gt;SAID SO MUCH CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU SO SHUAI?!&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;WORST THAN SO MANY PEOPLE CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;EWWW. I WILL NEVER EVER RECOGNISE YOU IF I EVER SEE YOU AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;I REGRETTED SMSING YOU WHEN I SAW YOU AROUND LAST YR.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SOOOO FLITATIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;ONE MOMENT WITH THIS GIRL ANOTHER WITH SOME OTHER GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;YUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS LUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scenerio #2:&lt;br /&gt;you think i show you attitude?!&lt;br /&gt;excuse me, I SAID PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;get this.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt caps in the message!&lt;br /&gt;and your reply is soooooo RELUCTANT!&lt;br /&gt;stop showing the freaking attitude!&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD I KNOW IF YOUR WHOEVER DID NOT ALLOW YOU TO GO OUT?&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS NICE.&lt;br /&gt;AND WTF WAS THE REPLY I'VE GOT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IT IS, SCREW THE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;i did badly for chi test.&lt;br /&gt;flunked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5017643171080702015?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5017643171080702015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5017643171080702015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5017643171080702015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5017643171080702015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/annyoing-people-who-creates-unnecessary.html' title='ANNYOING PEOPLE WHO CREATES UNNECESSARY PROBLEM!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3521944563087483800</id><published>2009-02-22T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:43:15.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i skipped church.&lt;br /&gt;went mugging with myself!&lt;br /&gt;you know its very dreadful!&lt;br /&gt;ADDMATHS LEHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;the table i sat was kinda infected with some weirdo insect which are ants-lookalike!&lt;br /&gt;soo itchyyyyyyyyyyy luh. though they did not bite me.&lt;br /&gt;and, i'm the ultimate blur one today!&lt;br /&gt;do amaths without a calculator!&lt;br /&gt;so i flew back home, got calculator, flewwww down to the mama shop and got skittles [x&lt;br /&gt;the tropical  flavour[:&lt;br /&gt;its quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;and waseh. today got spot check sia.&lt;br /&gt;got like 10 people or so got chased out!&lt;br /&gt;had a weird eating schdule today somehow...&lt;br /&gt;i had 3 diff flavour bread for my lunch and&lt;br /&gt;dinner was awesome&lt;br /&gt;1 oreo donut, 3 chic wings (only the middle part), and a small piekia pie [:&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWESOMEEEEEZZXXZXZX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig has gone out for dinner ]:&lt;br /&gt;no one to irritate on webcammmm!&lt;br /&gt;i tell you uh, YOU'RE MY BEST WEBCAM BUDDDDDAYYYYE!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU TO THE MAX! AND STOP STALKING LUHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR AMATHS TMR!&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU UH! I BOOK SOMEONE TO HELP ME IN THE LOG!&lt;br /&gt;THE SOMEONE, YOU BETTTTTTER BE THERE UH! [x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3521944563087483800?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3521944563087483800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3521944563087483800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3521944563087483800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3521944563087483800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-skipped-church.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6264825607207480132</id><published>2009-02-20T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:31:39.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm left with ADD MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;which is the ultimate! ]:&lt;br /&gt;i hate LOG! I HATE MODULUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's my test?&lt;br /&gt;ITS BEEN NOT SO FINE.&lt;br /&gt;i think my sciences are like WOAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;"pro"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M DRAINED.&lt;br /&gt;super drained.&lt;br /&gt;and omg.&lt;br /&gt;i srsly got freak out!&lt;br /&gt;if only i cld say what it is and who is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao.&lt;br /&gt;ewwww. dun flirt with me luh.&lt;br /&gt;i wont like you.&lt;br /&gt;you're so not my kind.&lt;br /&gt;and, you are sooooo "ahems"!!!&lt;br /&gt;first impression you showed/told me,&lt;br /&gt;makes me like dam awkward alr luh.&lt;br /&gt;shhhhoooo!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gna ignore you!&lt;br /&gt;i'll do as i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gna find sth fun to do nw.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;want to know what,&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP [X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6264825607207480132?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6264825607207480132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6264825607207480132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6264825607207480132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6264825607207480132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-left-with-add-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2108427497299371682</id><published>2009-02-18T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:32:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought i got the infomation wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked bro about it,&lt;br /&gt;pheeeeews. it was right.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, that ASS is dead if i know who she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ZK FOR HAVING THE FAILURE OF THE EPIC MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;DAMMMMN[:&lt;br /&gt;laughter's the best medicine [:&lt;br /&gt;i watch it over like 5 TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;it cheeered me up much![:&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHAS.&lt;br /&gt;EPIC FAILURE.&lt;br /&gt;try to act cool some more luh [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;not going to ITE SIMEI THIS SAT ]x&lt;br /&gt;though i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;but aiyyyyyyyyyya.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going there. i'm gna be a SGN CC[:&lt;br /&gt;who wnaaaa tag along PM ME[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SUPER TIRED LIKE TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;eyes turrrrned reddd.&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;yeah, mugged with GA.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what.&lt;br /&gt;he tried to psycho me with POA!&lt;br /&gt;accredit = debtors.&lt;br /&gt;creditors = you lend money to someone&lt;br /&gt;debtors= you owe people $&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i learnt sth new okay![:&lt;br /&gt;he's trying to be a SEC3 POA TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;all the best!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;i'm learning to be a wondergirl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2108427497299371682?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7957048683661769301</id><published>2009-02-17T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:12:07.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STONAGE!</title><content type='html'>rah.&lt;br /&gt;this term's grade is WOA!&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE WAY DOWWWWWN.&lt;br /&gt;I FLUNK ENGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;cos WE WERENT EVEN INFOMED ABOUT THE TEST IN THE FIRST PLACE&lt;br /&gt;Wwwwwwwwwth!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;not prepeared.&lt;br /&gt;just that.&lt;br /&gt;which student can do SO WELL without prep?!&lt;br /&gt;NO LINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I'M RATHER STONY.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEEEEEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;slept during cheeena.&lt;br /&gt;phews.&lt;br /&gt;add maths grade was JUST SATISFACTORY.&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaay shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my greeeeeen tea!]x&lt;div 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title='STONAGE!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4281598227752771482</id><published>2009-02-16T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:22:09.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna learn HOW TO SNAP</title><content type='html'>okay,&lt;br /&gt;the title seems kinda weird but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA LEARN HOW TO SNAP out of my own world AND DO WHATEVER THE NERVES WANTS IT TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;and that way,&lt;br /&gt;i wont have much to worry about, nothing to be sad about.&lt;br /&gt;not laying any feelings on any atoms at all.&lt;br /&gt;how cool uh!&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;sorry peeps, i need recoooooooperation these few days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm learning and accepting the facts i face.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. no worries.&lt;br /&gt;if you call me up, and i am speechless, i'm not ignoring you.&lt;br /&gt;i just stoning.&lt;br /&gt;like today in sch, whole day no freaking mood.&lt;br /&gt;GREEN TEA WAS JUST MY ADDICTION.&lt;br /&gt;2 BOTTLES DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;first time in my LIFE i drank 2 BOTTLES OF SUGARED DRINKS.&lt;br /&gt;sugar rush i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm now a laughing stalk for YOU.&lt;br /&gt;LOL ME ALL YOU WANT.&lt;br /&gt;COS I KNOW THE FATE OF REALITY ISN'T GOING TO CHANGE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you will realised my existence, SOONER OR LATER&lt;br /&gt;which is WAY COOL.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU AND MY DEAR BRO WILL BE BEST FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO snap out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT BACK MATHS QUIZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;did SUPER BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THANKS TO MY CARELESS MISTAKES MADE.&lt;br /&gt;got back ss.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, YOU WANT TO KNOW MY GRADE?&lt;br /&gt;I FLUNK IT.&lt;br /&gt;GOT LEVEL 1 ONLY FOR BOTH QUESTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;SO DO THE MATHS YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;i'm moody these days.&lt;br /&gt;pmsing? idk.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FREAK.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO FIND OUT WHOSE THE FREAKING SEC 2 PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S JUST SO ANOOOOOOOYING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met GILBERT AFTER SCH.&lt;br /&gt;daaaaam it luhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i dun have the PASSION CARD CRAAAAPZXXZZ!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GNA MAKE [:&lt;br /&gt;COS ITS THE BEST TIME TO MAKE.&lt;br /&gt;STUDENTS PAY LIKE 16 BUCKS FOR 6 YRS MEMBERSHIP. (BELOW 18)&lt;br /&gt;while the rest is like soooo ex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohohohohos.&lt;br /&gt;DISAPPOINTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;cheeeena test was AWESOME[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU LIKE SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, I'M HAVING SELF CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT GNA SENT ANY SMS/PM/ETC&lt;br /&gt;saying ANY SORT.&lt;br /&gt;THE WAY YOU ARE IS KINDA DIFF NOWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;SO, YEAH. SPEECHLESS.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;WHO ASK ME TO GO STUCK MY HEAD IN THIS KIND OF MESS RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;NEEEEEEEEEEHVEEEEER MIND LUH[:&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SELF DENIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buuuuuuuuuuuuuahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-4281598227752771482?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4281598227752771482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4281598227752771482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4281598227752771482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4281598227752771482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-learn-how-to-snap.html' title='i wanna learn HOW TO SNAP'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6699413763084677330</id><published>2009-02-15T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:15:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS FULL OF ROLEPLAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You're my strength when I'm weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the treasure that i seek,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my all in all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seeking You as a precious jewel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to give up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd be a fool,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my all in all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, lamb of God &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy is your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, lamb of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy is your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking my sins cross my shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rising again I'll bless your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my all in all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I fall down you pick me up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I am dry you fill my cup, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my all in all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole song above describes the way i'm in now.&lt;br /&gt;If i would not get myself in to the mess i made,&lt;br /&gt;that I would not aprreciate much.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks D, Jazon, to help me out with the mess i got myself into[:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i wont brood over the situation.&lt;br /&gt;I promise i won't fall for a guy anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Cos it just turns out RATHER BAD! [:&lt;br /&gt;other than PHELPS, MAOSSSY, CUTE DUDE, AND A FEW MORE.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just fall for the IMPOSSIBILITIES INSTEAD OF POSSIBILITIES.&lt;br /&gt;that would be well[:&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if i'm in a drought.&lt;br /&gt;thirsty, seeking for water.&lt;br /&gt;and i wld see a mirage.&lt;br /&gt;but thank God who will then provide for me.&lt;br /&gt;If not for this song that was sang in church, i doubt i would be EMOTIONALLY well.&lt;br /&gt;When i fall down from a cliff, you would be the ONLY one there to support me, and to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;You provide me the strength i need to conquer my EVERYDAY and when i'm weak, you'll be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU taught me not to give up, or I'd be a fool. So yeah, i'll Persever on.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever consequences, be it good, or bad, i would still be a NEUTRAL PERSON[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gained much through this experience.&lt;br /&gt;Don't regret for what actions you've taken thats all i could say.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i wont[:&lt;br /&gt;You've finally hinted me.&lt;br /&gt;So yeapppppps.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;youaremyallinall &lt;3!&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/7600612861194340976-6699413763084677330?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6699413763084677330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6699413763084677330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6699413763084677330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6699413763084677330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-full-of-roleplays.html' title='LIFE IS FULL OF ROLEPLAYS'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3513391008897727003</id><published>2009-02-14T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:07:57.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEC 2'S BULL SHIT?!</title><content type='html'>what the hooooligan!&lt;br /&gt;some WEIRDO tell my bro say i v.fierce at her?!&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;no link!&lt;br /&gt;and do i like know any sec 2's to start with?!! the most only from my own cca and a few ( less than 5) other friends?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao.&lt;br /&gt;just stop bullshitting about me to my bro for goodnessssss!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3513391008897727003?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3513391008897727003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3513391008897727003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3513391008897727003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3513391008897727003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/sec-2s-bull-shit.html' title='SEC 2&apos;S BULL SHIT?!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5378759318996347565</id><published>2009-02-14T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:08:53.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>met the people.&lt;br /&gt;at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE SUPER LATE COMERS MANZZXXZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked like a thousand miles before having lunch.&lt;br /&gt;had dessert aft lunch.&lt;br /&gt;it was the ultimate.&lt;br /&gt;durian + mango snow shave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evening, was supposed to meet GILBERT ANG!&lt;br /&gt;AS USUAL, HE DID NOT CALL ME.&lt;br /&gt;SO, I TOLD HIM. MEET HIM ON MONDAYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;BETTER MEET ME MANXZZZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;AND SETTLE THE SITUATIOOOOON.&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEB CAM WITH OLDMAN WAS FUN![:&lt;br /&gt;BRO'S REACTION WAS DAAAAAAAAAMN FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TODAY![:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5378759318996347565?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5378759318996347565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5378759318996347565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5378759318996347565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5378759318996347565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1056967901859654025</id><published>2009-02-13T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:24:36.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM DAM IRRITATED</title><content type='html'>TODAY IS A BAD BAD DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;wth is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;want PMS, do it in a nicer way luh.&lt;br /&gt;scold me for me laughing?!&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't laughing at the speech you were talking at all&lt;br /&gt;"your sense of humor is v. great!"&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT?! ITS MY SENSE OF HUMOUR.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LAUGHING AT SOMETHING FUNNY, A REACTION SOMEONE SHOWED ME!&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER SHITZZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;I AM PISSED OFF + KEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL LIFE HAS BEEN WELL TILL TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;many things changes. but whatever it is, why need threatened?!&lt;br /&gt;it freaks many out.&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;i want the years to replay.&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR SUCKED TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope NO ONE GETS INTO TROUBLE WITH "whoever"!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DAAAAAAM IT!&lt;br /&gt;you're like voldermolt in HP!&lt;br /&gt;its scary + freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak hell luh.&lt;br /&gt;what on heaven did i done to get lectured every lesson?!!&lt;br /&gt;do i look like i do not studyyyy?!! what can you infer manzxz!&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;idk luhhh!&lt;br /&gt;TSK.&lt;br /&gt;IRRIATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GILBERT ANG ZI XUN! YOU DAAAAM WHAT LEHHH.&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME MEET YOU, NEVER CALL ME.&lt;br /&gt;CALL YOU TWICE AND PHONE RINGED FOR LIKE 50 SECS?!!&lt;br /&gt;AND NO ONE PICK OUT.&lt;br /&gt;MEET YOU TMR LUH. after yr vday date if possible [:&lt;br /&gt;all the best with J!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1056967901859654025?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1056967901859654025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1056967901859654025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1056967901859654025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1056967901859654025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-am-dam-irritated.html' title='I AM DAM IRRITATED'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7669550225908470470</id><published>2009-02-11T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:20:54.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is just not it.&lt;br /&gt;if i let it continue, what will it be the next time?&lt;br /&gt;should i just let the thing flow?&lt;br /&gt;and shut the hell up?&lt;br /&gt;i think its a matter of fact that what's said is not able to be rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS OLDMAN!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MANZXZZX!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there uh!&lt;br /&gt;and hahas, SPARED ME OFF WITH THE SPAMMINGS [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to shower and pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7669550225908470470?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7669550225908470470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7669550225908470470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7669550225908470470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7669550225908470470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-just-not-it.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3097710131302636853</id><published>2009-02-10T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:32:37.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE ULTIMATE'/><title type='text'>ULTIMATE!</title><content type='html'>WEEHOOS!&lt;br /&gt;FIRST THING ON THE COMPUTER!&lt;br /&gt;MSN-EMAIL.&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT,&lt;br /&gt;75 HOURS STRAIGHT FOR CIP HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE I WOULDN'T HAVE TO GO THROUGH THE BORING CIP THAT SCH HAS! [:&lt;br /&gt;HIPHIPHURRRRRAY!&lt;br /&gt;COOLIO EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE SO PRO YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST I GOTTEN WAS LIKE 28.5 HOURS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't spoil the environment[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO! EARLY MORNING THESE DAYS I'VE BEEN NAGGED/SHOUTED/ ATTITUDED AT!&lt;br /&gt;WTFISSSSSH LUH.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SUPER KEK WITH *&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU WANT LUHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;I NV EVEN LIKE TALK TO YOU NOR DID I OFFEND YOU LIKE EVER?!&lt;br /&gt;and show attitude got prize uh?!&lt;br /&gt;and worst still, early in the morning leh!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling rather dead these days.&lt;br /&gt;back hurts a lot.&lt;br /&gt;idk why &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3097710131302636853?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3097710131302636853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3097710131302636853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3097710131302636853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3097710131302636853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/ultimate.html' title='ULTIMATE!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-957530867311579983</id><published>2009-02-08T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:57:28.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS PEOPLE!&lt;3</title><content type='html'>first of all,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who helped cheered me up over last few weeks controversy.&lt;br /&gt;AND ESP, MANY THANKS TO PIGGY!&lt;br /&gt;THE ULTIMATE THANKS GOES TO YOU!&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the weather he has provided bro and me with.&lt;br /&gt;i was trng bro for some crap over at the park nearby.&lt;br /&gt;and it started to drizzle and stop.&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to stay awhile more.&lt;br /&gt;but soon, decided to stroll back. but somehow,&lt;br /&gt;it started to drizzle a little more.&lt;br /&gt;so we started to run back.&lt;br /&gt;then when we reach a shelter, the rain became heavier.&lt;br /&gt;thank god we were sheltered.&lt;br /&gt;prayer does come true [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;ITS A HAPPY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;I SAW MY EYE CANDY! [:&lt;br /&gt;HE'S THE ULTIMATE HOT ONE.&lt;br /&gt;[x&lt;br /&gt;tsk. but i've yet to see STALKER!]:&lt;br /&gt;Bro went for swimming.&lt;br /&gt;and WHATEVER BRRRROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE IF LEN YONG HOLDS YOUR HAND!&lt;br /&gt;DONT BE GAY WITH HIM.&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINE YOU AND HIM TGT.&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL BE LIKE ZOMG!&lt;br /&gt;AND I'LL NEVER LIKE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just keeeeesiaoing today. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-957530867311579983?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/957530867311579983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=957530867311579983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/957530867311579983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/957530867311579983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-people3.html' title='THANKS PEOPLE!&lt;3'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6166897993225402986</id><published>2009-02-07T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:57:29.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phelps banned for 3 months!&lt;br /&gt;but, he's still gna take part for WORLD CHAMPS [:&lt;br /&gt;all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6166897993225402986?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6166897993225402986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6166897993225402986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6166897993225402986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6166897993225402986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/phelps-banned-for-3-months-but-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5995300362468568119</id><published>2009-02-05T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:07:14.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SUPER PEK NOW.&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU DARE LAY A FINGER ON ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY,&lt;br /&gt;MY BELOVED DESKTOP IS DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;IT HATES ME LIKE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;COS I NV ON IT LIKE FOR AGES ALR.&lt;br /&gt;SHHITSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGH.&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS TO FB.&lt;br /&gt;IT JUST GOT ME MORE IRRITATED WHEN I SAW SOME ASS POSTING UP THE&lt;br /&gt;'25 RANDOM STUFFS ABOUT ME'&lt;br /&gt;WTEFFFFF CAN OR NOT?!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCKED LIKE A WHOLE LOT AND WHAT, FLIRT WITH SOME 'GAM PUIIIIII' PERSON?!!!&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS LUH!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE SO NOT CHAO TA AND YOU THINK YOU ARE LIKE SO TANNED?!!&lt;br /&gt;I THINK MY BRO IS TANNER THAN YOU LIKE SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;AND SO WHATTT?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE ALSO NOT COOL CAN.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT YOU MEET THE PRESIDENT, MINISTERS ETC?&lt;br /&gt;I DID TOO BEFORE ALSO!&lt;br /&gt;V BIG MEH?&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS WITH THEM LIKE THEY WILL RMB YOU LIKE I DID?!&lt;br /&gt;SUPERANNOYING PIECE OF DUNG!&lt;br /&gt;I SRSLY HATE YOU LIKE THE MAX!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE ALSO NOT SAY V.HANDSOME. WORST THEN 'RED' LIKE A GAZILLION TIMES?!&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY I DIDNT RELY MUCH ON YOU FOR MY N LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT I WOULD JUST FAIL THROUGH!&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO RETURN BELONGINGS THAT DONT BELONG TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I LOANED YOU THE BOOK LIKE LAST YR TILL NOW, YOU DIDNT MENTION ABOUT RETURNING IT TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUPER IRRITATED WITH YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;IF NOT FOR THAT PHONE CALL, I WONT BE SO IRRITATED + PISSED OFF + ANGRY + SUPER KEEEEEK WITH YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;STOP ASKING ME TO GET THE STUPID SPORTS SCH PE SHIRT FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT IF I'M GOING?!! YOU ONLY KNOW HOW TO MAKE USE OF ME!&lt;br /&gt;ASK THAT 'GAM PUI'  PERSON HELP YOU GET LUH.&lt;br /&gt;SINCE YOU SO BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;AND I THINK HAVING GAN MEEEIS AND GAN STEAD IS SO LAME CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ON EARTH DO A GUY LIKE HAVE A GAN STEAD?! AND WHATS THE LINK TO IT!?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S LIKE SUPER NO LINK.&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS RATHER WEIRD YOU HAVE A GF AND A GAN STEAD?!!!&lt;br /&gt;thats THE UTMOST RIDICULOUS THING I'VE KNOWN.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT? YOU ARE SUPER CONTRADICTING!&lt;br /&gt;TALK SENSE FOR GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;I'M JUST PRAYING HARD I WONT SEE YOU AROUND IN MY LIFE ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;DONT SMS ME!&lt;br /&gt;AND I WONT.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A PROMISE I MAKE TO MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING USELESS SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5995300362468568119?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5995300362468568119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5995300362468568119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5995300362468568119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5995300362468568119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-super-pek-now.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5267120846530040118</id><published>2009-02-04T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:35:20.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DO I LOOK LIKE ONE?!</title><content type='html'>Do i look like one who don't do homework?&lt;br /&gt;Esp. Amaths and Emaths?!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE a BIG FAT NO FOR GOODNESS!&lt;br /&gt;why on earth do you see me as one who will like do so badly for amaths/emaths?!&lt;br /&gt;tssssk.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean that i don't hand in hwk, i have no sense of urgency!&lt;br /&gt;its sometimes cos' i'm stuck and i cant get moving.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate to hand in incompleted work.&lt;br /&gt;so its kinda suckkkky if i hand in an E.M.P.T.Y set of foolscap paper right?!&lt;br /&gt;and i really would appreciate if * cld stop COMPARING ME WITH MY O'S MATHS RESULTS!&lt;br /&gt;IT MIGHT BE QUITE AN INSULT.&lt;br /&gt;i've gotten a B4. though i was like the last few in class for prelims.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt expect a grade that good. cos' i was also expecting to either fail it or maybe a C6!&lt;br /&gt;but who knows, some miracles happened to me then.&lt;br /&gt;and i go a B4.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt AN AMAZEMENT THAT I GOT THAT GRADE.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T UNDERESTIMATE ME.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO WONDERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do hwwwwk.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;oldman, chill kays. &lt;3! once bitten, twice shy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5267120846530040118?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5267120846530040118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5267120846530040118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5267120846530040118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5267120846530040118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-i-look-like-one.html' title='DO I LOOK LIKE ONE?!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7395257009136120622</id><published>2009-02-03T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:48:55.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was praying hard that i wouldn't see LOW AND ONG like ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having phobia of going sch these few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the both GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lit mock test which i know i'm gna flunked it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept through fo the last 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the things i wrote is PURE JUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm just hoping for a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add maths was quite pissing off.&lt;br /&gt;dont talk LOG to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understansd much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm just hoping to pass the test this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TIME AND HOPE ITS THE LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BROKE 3 TEST TUBES IN A ROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIAAAANG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7395257009136120622?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7395257009136120622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7395257009136120622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7395257009136120622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7395257009136120622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-praying-hard-that-i-wouldnt-see.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4732110258097990297</id><published>2009-02-02T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:21:46.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. JUST READ THIS! PHELPS ]:</title><content type='html'>Olympic great Michael Phelps acknowledged "regrettable" behavior and "bad judgment" after a photo in a British newspaper Sunday showed him inhaling from a marijuana pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a statement to The Associated Press, the swimmer who won a record eight gold medals at the Beijing Games did not dispute the authenticity of the exclusive picture published Sunday by the tabloid News of the World.&lt;br /&gt;"I engaged in behavior which was regrettable and demonstrated bad judgment," Phelps said in the statement released by one of his agents. "I'm 23 years old and despite the successes I've had in the pool, I acted in a youthful and inappropriate way, not in a manner people have come to expect from me. For this, I am sorry. I promise my fans and the public it will not happen again."&lt;br /&gt;News of the World said the picture was taken during a November house party while Phelps was visiting the University of South Carolina. During that trip, he attended one of the school's football games and received a big ovation when introduced to the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;While the newspaper did not specifically allege that Phelps was smoking pot, it did say the pipe is generally used for that purpose and anonymously quoted a partygoer who said the Olympic champion was "out of control from the moment he got there."&lt;br /&gt;The party occurred nearly three months after the Olympics while Phelps was taking a long break from training, and his actions should have no impact on the eight golds he won at Beijing. He has never tested positive for banned substances. The case is unlikely to fall under any doping rules.&lt;br /&gt;Phelps' main sanctions most likely will be financial _ perhaps doled out by embarrassed sponsors who might be reconsidering their dealings with the swimmer.&lt;br /&gt;Phelps was in Tampa, Fla., during Super Bowl week to make promotional appearances on behalf of a sponsor. But he left the city before Sunday's game between the Pittsburgh Steelers and Arizona Cardinals, abandoning his original plan to be at Raymond James Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;The U.S. Olympic Committee said it was "disappointed in the behavior recently exhibited by Michael Phelps," who was selected the group's sportsman of the year. He also was honored as AP male athlete of the year, and his feat in Beijing _ breaking Mark Spitz's 36-year-old record for most gold medals in an Olympics _ was chosen as the top story of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;"Michael is a role model, and he is well aware of the responsibilities and accountability that come with setting a positive example for others, particularly young people," the USOC said in a statement. "In this instance, regrettably, he failed to fulfill those responsibilities."&lt;br /&gt;USA Swimming said its Olympic champions are "looked up to by people of all ages, especially young athletes who have their own aspirations and dreams."&lt;br /&gt;"That said," the governing body added, "we realize that none among us is perfect. We hope that Michael can learn from this incident and move forward in a positive way."&lt;br /&gt;Phelps was part of a group of elite athletes who agreed to take part in a pilot testing program designed to increase the accuracy of doping tests. His spot in the program could be at risk, said Travis Tygart, head of the U.S. Anti-Doping Agency.&lt;br /&gt;"For one of the Olympics' biggest heroes it's disappointing, and we'll evaluate whether he remains in that program," Tygart said. "But some good education comes from this because he's going to suffer some penalties."&lt;br /&gt;Marijuana is viewed differently from performance-enhancing drugs, according to David Howman, executive director of the World Anti-Doping Agency. An athlete is subject to WADA sanctions only for a positive test that occurs during competition periods.&lt;br /&gt;"We don't have any jurisdiction," Howman said. "It's not banned out of competition. It's only if you test positive in competition."&lt;br /&gt;Phelps returned to the pool a couple of weeks ago to begin preparations for this summer's world championships in Rome. He plans to take part in his first post-Olympics meet in early March, a Grand Prix event in Austin, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first embarrassing episode for Phelps after an Olympic triumph. In 2004, a few months removed from winning six gold and two bronze medals in Athens, the swimmer was arrested on a drunken driving charge at age 19. He pleaded guilty and apologized for the mistake.&lt;br /&gt;In his book "No Limits: The Will to Succeed," Phelps recounted how his first phone call was to his agent, and not his mother or coach Bob Bowman, because he knew they would yell at him.&lt;br /&gt;Later, he called Bowman, who was supportive but told him, "Michael, just because you want to blow off some steam doesn't mean you can be an idiot."&lt;br /&gt;Debbie Phelps, his mother, cried at the news.&lt;br /&gt;"That hurt worse, maybe, than anything," Phelps wrote. "I had never seen my mother that upset."&lt;br /&gt;Bowman did not immediately respond to phone and e-mail messages Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Olympic teammate Dara Torres said Phelps has become such a prominent figure that everything he does is news.&lt;br /&gt;However, she said: "This in no way, shape or form diminishes anything he's done."&lt;br /&gt;"It's sort of a double-edged sword," Torres told the AP on Sunday. "When you're recognizable, you're looked up to as a role model. He is recognizable and everything you do gets looked at and picked apart. I guess that's the price of winning 14 Olympic medals."&lt;br /&gt;Jason Lezak, whose remarkable anchor leg of the 400-meter freestyle relay helped Phelps stay on course to break Spitz's record, said he was "saddened" to hear of the report.&lt;br /&gt;"While I don't condone his conduct, I am a teammate and fan," Lezak said in a text message to the AP. "Unlike many fair-weather people, I am sticking by him. If my wife and I can help him in any way, we will. I believe he will grow from this and be better person, role model and teammate."&lt;br /&gt;Last year, News of the World posted video on its Web site showing Max Mosley, the president of motor racing's governing body, engaging in sex acts with five prostitutes. Mosley admitted to being a part of the scenario but sued for breach of privacy and was awarded $120,000. Another news break involved Prince Harry in 2002, smoking marijuana and drinking before the legal age of 18.&lt;br /&gt;During the 1998 Nagano Olympics, Canadian snowboarder Ross Rebagliati was stripped of his gold medal in the giant slalom after testing positive for marijuana,. The victory was reinstated because the sport's governing body did not have a rule banning the substance. Later that year, Olympic swimmer Gary Hall Jr. drew a three-month suspension after testing positive for pot.&lt;br /&gt;"It's one of those substances that every year there's debate over it," said Howman, the WADA official.&lt;br /&gt;He said U.S. officials and swimming's world organization, could punish Phelps _ perhaps under code of conduct rules _ if there is "sufficient evidence to indicate possession, supply or distribution."&lt;br /&gt;"We have to be strong on these things," Howman said. "We certainly are relying on those who are responsible to look into this."&lt;br /&gt;The USOC noted that Phelps acknowledged his mistake and apologized.&lt;br /&gt;"We are confident that, going forward, Michael will consistently set the type of example we all expect from a great Olympic champion," the group said.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SADDENING.&lt;br /&gt;I SO NEED ASK STALKER ABOUT HIM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-4732110258097990297?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4732110258097990297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4732110258097990297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4732110258097990297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4732110258097990297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-just-read-this-phelps.html' title='OMG. 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PHELPS ]:'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4136152618856173947</id><published>2009-02-02T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:13:14.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IS SO NOT MY DAY!</title><content type='html'>first thing early in the morn!&lt;br /&gt;i MET LOW AND ONG!&lt;br /&gt;WTH LUHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;LOW DID NOT SAY HI!&lt;br /&gt;so i was thinking if i should say hi.&lt;br /&gt;BUT FINALLY I DID NOT.&lt;br /&gt;my heart skipped a beat after walking past them.&lt;br /&gt;the very moment was like soo ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;i went to sms him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: walao. why nv say hi!&lt;br /&gt;low: huh? you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;me: ya. you were like walking up and i was walking down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;low: oh. did you see ocs?&lt;br /&gt;me: the brown uniform person uh? yeah. seen him.&lt;br /&gt;low: kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;me: 0.0! lols. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the convo i had. and guess what. it wasnt low's reply!&lt;br /&gt;RAH! IT WAS all that ONG CCHENG SIANG'S CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;WALAO. THEY WANT PICK FIGHT WITH ME AGAIN UH?&lt;br /&gt;or want bully me still like last time YOU TWO ALWAYS USE TO!&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;LOW TOLD ME IT WAS OCS!! WHO SENT ME THE CRAPPIEST SMSES.&lt;br /&gt;oh fine. AND WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;that was one thing that spoilt the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next was when i was returning home.&lt;br /&gt;the freaking bus driver refuse to open the freaking front door for me to alight!&lt;br /&gt;and the bus was v. crowded!&lt;br /&gt;walao eeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;DAAAAAAAAM IRRITATING TO THE MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily OLDMAN replied my sms! [:&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to beeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrlog alr.&lt;br /&gt;off to shower.&lt;br /&gt;SAD]:&lt;br /&gt;OLDDDDMAN IS ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;AND YEAH, I'M WC SHY. [:&lt;br /&gt;i hope i had power brains like yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-4136152618856173947?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4136152618856173947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4136152618856173947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4136152618856173947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4136152618856173947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-so-not-my-day.html' title='TODAY IS SO NOT MY DAY!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2769989969783341681</id><published>2009-02-01T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:55:21.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYE CANDIES GONE!</title><content type='html'>what should i say?&lt;br /&gt;MY EYE CANDIES ALL LEFT THE MEDIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, I KNOW MAO MAO AINT IN SG!&lt;br /&gt;he's off to aussy for further studies!&lt;br /&gt;that's quiteeeeeeeeee SAD YOU KNOW!]:&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;MOK'S out for a period of time!&lt;br /&gt;THATS LIKE THE MOST SADDENING THING.&lt;br /&gt;read today's STRAITS TIME TO KNOW ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to elaborattttte.&lt;br /&gt;but i just summarised it luh.&lt;br /&gt;some charbor went to his room in a hotel and thats how he got banned to be in TAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoooos.&lt;br /&gt;he's A VERY COOL PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;AND I'VE GOT THE FREAKING URGE TO SMS MOK!&lt;br /&gt;though i did not.&lt;br /&gt;and JERK didnt even know about this?!&lt;br /&gt;you ARE KIDDING ME?! AREN'T YOU LIKE ALWAYS HAVING HIS LATEST NEWS AND ALL?&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT YOU USE TO TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;ANW. you didnt want to tell me hp.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. SOMEHOW I'VE GOTTEN IT MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;OH MYYYYY TIANSY!&lt;br /&gt;I SO FREAKING GOT MY SMS SENT TO THE WRONG NUMBER.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO DEAD IF SOMEONE FIND OUT IT WAS MY NUMBERRRRRR. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;oldman:&lt;br /&gt;HEY! THANKS SO MUCH PIGGY! [:&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SO MUCH TO CHEER ME UP!&lt;br /&gt;[: DON'T PANGSEEEEH LEH!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for hearing me out the other day.&lt;br /&gt;you asked 'why you still talk to him?!'&lt;br /&gt;well, my answer wld be because, THOUGH I KNOW ITS OVER, BUT, IDK.&lt;br /&gt;THE THING IS IRRRRRRITATING ME.&lt;br /&gt;so, you better fill me up to let the IRRITATING SHIT OUT OF ME&lt;br /&gt;KAYS?[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, eff!&lt;br /&gt;wth!&lt;br /&gt;you were just a countable of numbers older than me!&lt;br /&gt;and wth. you just shout at me?!&lt;br /&gt;not say you are like a decade or more older than me.&lt;br /&gt;WALAO.&lt;br /&gt;JUST SHUT THE EFF UP!&lt;br /&gt;YOU JUST PISSED ME OFF FOR GOODNESS SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU V COOL UH?!!&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT SHOUT BACK AT YOU DOES NOT MEAN I DONT DARE!&lt;br /&gt;GET THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO THINGS MUCH MORE THAN WHAT YOU SEE ME AS!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS HAVING SELF CONTROL.&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU CONTROL ME?!&lt;br /&gt;ASK ME TO RING UP * I MUST MEH?!&lt;br /&gt;WHO ARE YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M JUST WARNING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;DONT DRAG ME INTO ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T THINK DRAGGING ME INTO ANYTHING  WITH YOU WILL DO ME GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE 1% WILL BE GOOD AND THE 99% WOULD BE BAD?&lt;br /&gt;that's just my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LET THE VOLCONO IN ME ERRUPT.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL JUST SEE THE WORST, THATS ALL.&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS OR FOE?&lt;br /&gt;IDK.&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT NO COMMON TOPIC.&lt;br /&gt;JUST GET THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I WONT WANT TO BUDGE IN LIKE AN IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;SO, ONCE AGAIN DON'T FORCE ME TOO.&lt;br /&gt;you are so not *.&lt;br /&gt;IT JUST GIVE ME THE GOOSEBUMPS.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SPEECHLESS.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL JUST BE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day. was alright.&lt;br /&gt;legs ache.&lt;br /&gt;fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;recovered this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'll be off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2769989969783341681?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2769989969783341681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2769989969783341681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2769989969783341681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2769989969783341681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/02/eye-candies-gone.html' title='EYE CANDIES GONE!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2985134226733907610</id><published>2009-01-29T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:40:19.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEEEER PRESSURE/ CONTROVERSY OVER A STUPID DUMP EMAIL?!</title><content type='html'>imagine me being really DAMN EMO.&lt;br /&gt;how is it gonna be like?&lt;br /&gt;slashes, cuts, cry like i never did, tears flowing like a river flows, etc.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;WILD IMAGINATIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT A FREAKING TEMPER! AND VENT IT ON ME?!&lt;br /&gt;wth is wrong with YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i thought you had change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;and thought you could be once my soul mate again.&lt;br /&gt;who listen to all my problems and all.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;you lied about the freaking email!&lt;br /&gt;see this, I DOUBT YOU SENT THE FREAKING MAIL TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T YOU JUST TELL ME THE FREAKING TRUTH?!&lt;br /&gt;DON'T FEEL LIKE SENDING THEN DON'T DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;THOUGH I WAS RUSHING YOU FOR IT, YOU WERE NOT RESPONSIBLE ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;NOT EVEN TO REPLY MY SMS THAT I SENT YOU REGARDING IF YOU HAD SENT ME THE&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL OR NOT!&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT FORCING YOU TO DO SO.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN JUST TELL MY FELLOW FRIENDS THE PERSON WASN'T RESPONSIBLE TO SENT ME&lt;br /&gt;THE FREAKING EMAIL! YOU CALL YOURSELF A FREAKING ROLE MODEL?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I CAN WAYYYYYYY BETTER THAN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;WAY MORE RESPONSIBLE THAN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WOULDN'T HAVE CALLED ME UP THE OTHER DAY, I WOULD NOT BE IN THIS&lt;br /&gt;SHIT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A WHOLE LOT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;TEAM SINGAPORE ATHELETE SO COOL MEH?! NOT YOU! GET IT?!&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT EFFING ATTITUDE YOU GOT SIA!&lt;br /&gt;JUST HANG MY LINE UP WHEN I WAS ASKING YOU TO SEND THE FREAKIGN&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL!?!!&lt;br /&gt;FORGET IT MAN! I REALLY REGRETTED MANY THINGS I TOLD YOU, ETC.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I'M LIKE ON THE LAST ON YOUR LIST TO GET THINGS DONE!&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT?! YOU TOLD ME BY YTD I WILL RECEIVE THE EMAIL AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;BULL SHIT. AND YOU SAID YOU WERE TRAUMATISE!? OVER BLOOD?!&lt;br /&gt;AND PREVIOUSLY YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE USE TO SEEING BLOOD AND&lt;br /&gt;BLAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FREAKING ASS YOU TALKING SIA!&lt;br /&gt;CONTRADICTING. YOU'RE JUST IMPOSTING A POINT TO GET YOUR OWN STAND.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS RATHER STUPID COS' YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THE FACTS!&lt;br /&gt;I KEEP QUIET DOESNT MEANS THAT I DON'T KNOW A SINGLE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;MANY THINGS ARE IN MY MIND. I JUST WANT TO SELF CONTROL MYSELF OVER YOUR&lt;br /&gt;TOPICS.&lt;br /&gt;COS I REALISED ITS REALLY A WASTE OF MY BRAIN CELLS.&lt;br /&gt;IF BY TMR AFTERNOON, I NEVER RECEIVE THE FREAKING EMAIL,&lt;br /&gt;I'LL JUST CALL IT OFF.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY people!&lt;br /&gt;IRRESPONSIBLITY SUCKS FOR GOODNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayyyyyyyyy aint good.&lt;br /&gt;mood are spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;brains are dead.&lt;br /&gt;eyes are closing.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;5A2 RULES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holocausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL NO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES,&lt;br /&gt;HOW GREAT WILL LIFE BE.&lt;br /&gt;what if the world was only me and you.&lt;br /&gt;how peaceful can it be!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho! grats to ly! got a freaking 14pointers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;to oldman:&lt;br /&gt;MANY THANKS! &lt;3!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;to tau:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the donut! [:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being a listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;and the advice and the SIAO TALKS WE HAVE TO CHEER OURSELVES! [:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE THE BESTEST![:&lt;br /&gt;cheer up over 'WHATEVER MATTERS' kays? [:&lt;br /&gt;don't cry over spilt milk and the grass over the other side is&lt;br /&gt;GREEEEENER!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the forest got plentiful of trees. (you shld know what i&lt;br /&gt;mean!)&lt;br /&gt;CHEEEEER UP CHAR BOR! &lt;3!&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2985134226733907610?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2985134226733907610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2985134226733907610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2985134226733907610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2985134226733907610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/peeeer-pressure-controversy-over-stupid.html' title='PEEEER PRESSURE/ CONTROVERSY OVER A STUPID DUMP EMAIL?!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5993685835809329948</id><published>2009-01-28T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:55:13.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM STRANGERS TO FRIENDS[:</title><content type='html'>i feel drop dead flat.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;school was atmost NOT FUN THESE DAYS and when the psycho isnt in school.&lt;br /&gt;though we had our own small talk still.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;tmr she's gna make breakfast for us!&lt;br /&gt;AND ASKED US TO BE IN SCHOOL EARLY. YOU BETTER BE MANZXZX! COS I'LL ALWAYS BE EARLIER THAN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;i think geog and ss lessons are getting more interesting these days while CHEMISTRY (SEE THIS! IF 'ANYONE' WANTS TO KNOW HOW STUDENTS FEEL ABOUT LESSONS) IS THE ATMOST BORRRRRRRRRRRING LECTURING LESSONS these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, chem lessons are like nap times these days.&lt;br /&gt;since starting of week 1 till like week 4 now,&lt;br /&gt;i've been dozing off, idk why.&lt;br /&gt;though other later lessons i'm still able to absorb.&lt;br /&gt;i won't be a witness for you.&lt;br /&gt;I'M PART OF 5A2! get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayness. out of the freaking 800m!&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to kiah hwee [: got most of us there out of track events to short put.&lt;br /&gt;2 throws and slack awhile andddd chit chat with *.&lt;br /&gt;* threatened us to throw the 3 or 5kg ball further than her.&lt;br /&gt;or else 2 rounds around the track.&lt;br /&gt;AND SRSLY.&lt;br /&gt;5A2! WE'RE THE TALK OF THE STAFF ROOM MANZXZX! famously famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i so need to get the freaking H done asap.&lt;br /&gt;anddddd DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;WC ONG FASTER SENT ME THE FREAKING EMAIL!&lt;br /&gt;I SPONSOR YOU STILL YOU KNOWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeeell busy these days! RAH!&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY! CCA CANCELLED THIS FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;YIPPPPPPPEE![:&lt;br /&gt;and i HIGH-FIVED A ONCE TOTAL STRANGER AND NOW FRIEND [:&lt;br /&gt;EO! [: was rather randdddddddddddom!&lt;br /&gt;ciaaaaaaaaaaosy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5993685835809329948?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5993685835809329948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5993685835809329948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5993685835809329948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5993685835809329948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-strangers-to-friends.html' title='FROM STRANGERS TO FRIENDS[:'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2414484894715511605</id><published>2009-01-23T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:27:40.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank god for all the blessings :D</title><content type='html'>okiedokie!&lt;br /&gt;its LONG AGO SINCE MY LAST POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda in the midst of miaing!&lt;br /&gt;times weren't great these days though.&lt;br /&gt;school life is getting horrendous these days.&lt;br /&gt;sec ones are like cutting queue already leh!&lt;br /&gt;just got on my nerves like TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WONDERFUL! A2's cleaniness is an A grade!&lt;br /&gt;first time in our entire life!&lt;br /&gt;back in sec 2, we were always the dirty ones.&lt;br /&gt;like once a month our class will get the dirty crap thing.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we keep the cool!&lt;br /&gt;okay, partner helped us clinched an A grade.&lt;br /&gt;many thanks [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HIPHIPHURRRRRAY!&lt;br /&gt;WE WON THE CNY BANNER CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;FIRST IN LIKE THE WHOLE LEVEL! UNBELIEVABLE, BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;the time when they annouced the sec one's we were like..&lt;br /&gt;"aiya, ours not say v. nice. dont think can make it luh"&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that 4A3  wld win cos' the ox drawn was quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;but slowly, it became the sec 2's batch. and as usual, we didnt cared much!&lt;br /&gt;had our own small talks.&lt;br /&gt;till when it reached the sec 4/5!&lt;br /&gt;we're like screaming a bit. and when they annouced the second prize,&lt;br /&gt;it was 5a1! [: grats!&lt;br /&gt;and then, we were all stunned.&lt;br /&gt;cos' rarely does the sec 5 classes win things tgt kind.&lt;br /&gt;so when it came to first prize, aiya wont win alr and all.&lt;br /&gt;WHO KNOWS WHEN THEY ANNOUNCED IT WAS US!&lt;br /&gt;SUPERRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;partner somehw wanted credit to it.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, thanks once again. and those peeps who did the banner [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for the many wonderful things he's done [:&lt;br /&gt;and i really want to thank god for the SOMEONE who i lost contact with before, to make our friendship stronger[:&lt;br /&gt;though we might be enemies once before,&lt;br /&gt;i'll just forgive and forget it [:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; cheer up, labour of chief!&lt;br /&gt;the convo i had with you over the phone was a good way to make our friendship reunite in certain ways!&lt;br /&gt;common topics were still available and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;LET'S STAY FRIENDS THIS WAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;and hope our friendship last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and yeah, i'm opening this to some peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHOSE INTERESTED TO JOIN AS A VOLUNTEER FOR ADIDAS SUNDOWN MARATHON?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;interested parties pm me/ tag me asap. i need get numbers in soon. by 29th jan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faqs of it:&lt;br /&gt;- repc days: 23 and 24 may 09&lt;br /&gt;- race day: 30 may 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anymore than that that you wna know, ask me. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2414484894715511605?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2414484894715511605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2414484894715511605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2414484894715511605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2414484894715511605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-god-for-all-blessings-d.html' title='thank god for all the blessings :D'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5977155534468692862</id><published>2009-01-16T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:26:36.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;i'm IGNORING PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR FELLOW PEEPS TO HEAR ME OUT LAST NIGHT AND THIS MORNING [:&lt;br /&gt;thanks JD who helped me kinda chilled me down with THE SIAO PERSON'S MESS!&lt;br /&gt;thanks D[:!&lt;br /&gt;thanks OLDMAN! -super meano PMS-er!- (i think guys do pms these days!)&lt;br /&gt;thanks the psychos! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today ITS BOREDOM!&lt;br /&gt;LESSONS WERE THE SADDENINGS IN SCH THESE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what!&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY UNDERSTOOD LOGARITHMS!&lt;br /&gt;e^x = 1 --&gt; 0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, theres more.&lt;br /&gt;but neeeehfeeermind.&lt;br /&gt;off from boooooolog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5977155534468692862?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5977155534468692862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5977155534468692862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5977155534468692862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5977155534468692862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-succeeded.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-9178368006839428146</id><published>2009-01-15T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:49:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am eeerietare!!!!&lt;br /&gt;guess what!&lt;br /&gt;i just rebelled! (for the gd)&lt;br /&gt;bt seriously you're sucha pampered kid cam?!&lt;br /&gt;think you v.cool?! so nt !!!&lt;br /&gt;dam you man! if anything happens to you know what&lt;br /&gt;you're so gna pay for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me lost .my dam appetite and mood!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAMGOINGSCHMYSELFFROMNOWON!!!&lt;br /&gt;DONTIRRITATEME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-9178368006839428146?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/9178368006839428146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=9178368006839428146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/9178368006839428146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/9178368006839428146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-eeerietare-guess-what-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5379364578899822434</id><published>2009-01-12T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:30:58.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o's results are OUTTTTT!&lt;div&gt;grats to D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe his SUNTANNING DREAM AT ECP EVERYDAY MIGHT COME TRUE :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for K, cheer up boy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you shld be happy you're eligible for poly! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and better find S results for me and someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wonder how much RONNNZY GOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no o'lvlers are onlineeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk to me someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was bored. and i looked throughhhh SOMETHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw ZY and L! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they look DAM SHUAI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i MISS BNDJ MOREEEE! [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G: i think this yr grad batch looks quite gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: they are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G: wth. exclusive of L and ZY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G: the sec 5's look quite cool in there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B: of cos luh! my batch what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk! B! WHATEVER OKAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO THICK SKINNNNNNNED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're misseeeed a lot kays?[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEOPLE LIKE ME NEED COUNCELLING. (TSK!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;end off here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone's entertaining me on msn![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDIT:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. RONSSSSS GOT 6 POINTS FOR L1R5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SMARTY PANTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HCJC ALL THE WAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU WILL MAKE IT THERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO SMAAAAAAAAT LUH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FEEL SO SMALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5379364578899822434?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5379364578899822434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5379364578899822434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5379364578899822434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5379364578899822434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/os-results-are-outtttt-grats-to-d-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4711499937170090631</id><published>2009-01-11T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:09:03.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;div&gt;ILOVETODAY! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm feeling tireeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chruched as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then headed to bukit timah for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ZOMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to ACS BR after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SAW MY MR SQUITING THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT EXACTLY THERE, but he's on the poster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coolio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not on 1 pic on the poster. its 2!he got muscles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOUNG MAN, YOU'RE LOVE! [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though you squint your eyes, you're CUTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love your MUSCLES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUTE DUDE IS LOVED TOO![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BROTHERS ALIKE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed home aft. that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND RAAAAAAAAAH! B! WHY ARE YOU SO MEAAAAAAAAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-4711499937170090631?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4711499937170090631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4711499937170090631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4711499937170090631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4711499937170090631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5396404679371606567</id><published>2009-01-10T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:58:45.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THE SWIMMING POOL ;D I'VE GOTTEN GUTS!</title><content type='html'>woke up extremely EARLY on a SATURDAY MORRRRRNING.&lt;div&gt;i'm dreading for a proper sleep this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which i doubt i can have any!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cca fair went quiteeee ALRIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp. only when i was on duty over at the hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the booth were kinda BOREEEED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAZY elab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MET AH B OUTSIDE SCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY. HE SAID WE GIRLS ARE WEEEEEIRD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THINK GUYS ARE WEIRDERRRRRR luh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO DON'T COMPARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to kovan for lunch. then headed to NP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was abt 2 you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all thanks to WHOSE faultttt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also made someone lost the chance of meeting HER BF luhhhhh [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, THEY WANTED TO GO VIVOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WALAAAAO. WANT TO PANGSEHHH ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end, they are NICEEEE enough to not go there[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REACHED THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smsed B!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE REALLY REFUSES TO COME SIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND YES I'VE GOT KINDA UPS AND DOWNS OKAYYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, you're indeed V.NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after NP self-touring, went back to mrt like at 4.45?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B was NICE HERE! HE CALLED ME [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PAISSSEHS PEEEEPOS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i talked like so loooong till i hang and you said "FINALLY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITS A RARE THING MY THAT FRIEND CALL ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;called MY MUM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asked where they are. and theyt were over at SIMEI ITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asked me if i wna joined them. so headed there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, okay. i LOVE THE POOL THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left THE PEEPOS ALOOOONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO SORRY TO THE PERSON WHO SMSED ME WHO SAID I LEFT HER ALONEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, headed to expo. dad fetch me from there to SIMEI ITE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to the pool side. say nic ong/ junsheng's mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went toileting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and headed back. the view is niceeeeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after that, i felt so DEAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COS OF THE DAY BEGAN SO EARLY FOR MEEE ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to YCK pool after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPPOSED to have SAKURA for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parents thought it wasnt enough time to eat. so cancelled off reservation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went inside, saw aunty chris and nic's mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were talking about PLANTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TALKING TO PLANTS HELP THE PLANT GROW WELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU NEED TO CLEAN THE PLANTS AND THEY ALSO WILL GROW WELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice logic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ZOMGGGGAAAAWD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DARE ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i talked to YOU-KNOW-WHO MUM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHMYGAAAAAWADDD! CAN YOU BELIEVE WHAT I DID?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i was kinda out of myself but, idk. i became SO ABNORMAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i talkeddddd to !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. and she started to say YOU-KNOW-WHO went gallerventing sg today! (simplified)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND MUM START TO TALK ABT ME BEING BUSY TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOHOOS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when i went back to the vehicleeeeeee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there goes my DEAREST BROTHEERRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started to blaaah everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told me you-know- who got dsa crap to poly and jc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay. smart luh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if YOU-KNOW-WHO gets lower than 18, YOU-KNOW-WHO will go jc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then idk why he said YOU-KNOW-WHO also got accepted by poly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so which?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and YOU-KNOW-WHO MUM DIDNT MENTION ANYTHINGGGGG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOO, i shall not believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinnered and home after that [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE MY NEW COUNTCELLOR. [;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3!&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you'll still reply me![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5396404679371606567?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5396404679371606567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5396404679371606567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5396404679371606567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5396404679371606567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-swimming-pool-d-ive-gotten-guts.html' title='I LOVE THE SWIMMING POOL ;D I&apos;VE GOTTEN GUTS!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2663077318942763808</id><published>2009-01-09T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:24:27.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day started off okay.&lt;div&gt;lessons was rather tiring and boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only maths was ENJOYABLE[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the rest of the day, i was KEESIAOING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't ask why, but yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and RAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OLD MAN IS SO LAZY TO MOVE HIS ASS DOWN TO HIS SCHOOOOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAZY BUM MANZXZZXX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall not be NICE TO YOU, AND ESP YOU ONLY![x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you read this, good for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i've gotten time tmr, i'll visit jeeeeeremy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i doubt i will. and RAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OLD MAN! IF I EVER GET LOST, I'LL BLAME YOU FOR IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COS YOU INSITSTED THAT I WONNNNNNNNNNT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, lets see to it alright, IMPOSTER MAMA BOY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Psst! i know your SECREEEEEEEETS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORLD WIDE WEB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its really huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was nice to call up OLD MAN. BUT DAAAAAAMNIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to the crappiest thing he did to your DEAR handphone which make me cannot call thruuuuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks a lot! D&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chatted with PEEEPOS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are &lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING RONZZZZZ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING D![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING OLDMAN! (though he's so meeeean!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING MY CUTE DUDE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING STALKER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING HS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING MY CHURCH TWIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING SHUAI DIDI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING MAOMAAAAAOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING MR FLEXI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING MY DEAR NOCTUNAL COOLIO FRIEND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING TWIN! [: (catch up with you soon!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING ZK!! ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING NIW AND AIW! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING MY PORKYS GANGGG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M MISSING SCM PEEEEEPS! &lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, not forgetting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY PSYCHOS![: &lt;3!&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7600612861194340976-2663077318942763808?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2663077318942763808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2663077318942763808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2663077318942763808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2663077318942763808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-started-off-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1605700915249269269</id><published>2009-01-08T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:59:49.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;what the HELL do you want?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't know why this sentence just pops by.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i'm learning to adapt to the environment now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* ARE ALL AROUND.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;which IS SOOOOO. "OBSCENE" in a way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHATEVER IT IS, I DON'T BOTHER MUCH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if i get into WHATEVER PROBLEM, IT AIN'T YOUR PROB.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I DON'T SEE THE POINT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEEKING HELP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANW, GA owe me a whole lot! better know yourself! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope you persueeeee your HAPPINESS WITH YOU-KNOW-WHO LUHHHHHH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're on your side. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and dammit! GAAAAA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I CALLED YOU AND IDK WHO ON EARTH ANSWERED IT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GA! IF YOU SEE THIS, READ J's BLOOOOG![:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU'LL LOVE HER! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YOU'LL LOVE US TOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1605700915249269269?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1605700915249269269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1605700915249269269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1605700915249269269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1605700915249269269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-hell-do-you-want-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7661929377088512556</id><published>2009-01-04T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:13:40.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grats to BRUDDER [:&lt;br /&gt;hope he's happy with the answer he's gotten.&lt;br /&gt;sad you know!&lt;br /&gt;my MR HUNK isnt around anymoreeeee ]:&lt;br /&gt;boohoos. no one to represent them in mini competitons anymoreeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;and i wont be able to talk to anyone theeeeerrre!&lt;br /&gt;RAH! ]:&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW ITS SAD TO SEE HIM GOOOOO! ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;churched.&lt;br /&gt;headed to CT for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;T called up.&lt;br /&gt;and told me the GOOD NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;awws.&lt;br /&gt;one more week till 1 month!&lt;br /&gt;treasure the time uh! [:&lt;br /&gt;cheeeena hwk!&lt;br /&gt;daamit! got cca tmrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7661929377088512556?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7661929377088512556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7661929377088512556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7661929377088512556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7661929377088512556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/grats-to-brudder-hope-hes-happy-with.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5117448021173743355</id><published>2009-01-03T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:47:05.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its long since i posted.&lt;div&gt;well, this week ain't a good week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. some updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new yr eve. went escape with gilbert junde karlene helena and tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, it started off well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 7am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for once, SOMEONE managed to wake up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left at 4+ and headed to pasir ris with the SAME PEEPS plus a new friend[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it showered in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked along the mini shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wth, I'VE GOT SHOUTED AT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i thought it was one of the people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wth luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but luckily none of them did that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its some psycho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went back after that and mum told me the STUPIDEST JOKE EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE MAID THREW THE FRESH CRABS AWAY FOR LUNCH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats totally brainless luh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole family got pissed off because of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100 bucks gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to chomp chomp to have dinner. (i was rather tired then)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picked up tauhuaaaay to godma's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was supposed to play wii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one wants to play with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all busy doing things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i ended up using the com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for awhile and here came small M and ask me if i wna play wii with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i turned him down cos i was quite tired liao. and the space for me to hit the shuttle cork is like so small for me to jump around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed for movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch i do i do and the perfect catch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fell dead at the second movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was DEAD TIRED THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sth embarassing happened then. [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;counted down over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept at 3am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up at 10am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went cus house for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first day of sch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, its so not nice going to sch with your BROTHER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mum tag along with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i met bao hui in the canteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;usual morning gang [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know what. i got cca on mon and tueszxzxzzx! RAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meet rach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought her bro ended up in acsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it wasnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY 2009 TIMETABLE IS SO WEIRD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i end sch so freaking late on FRIDAYYYYYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday school blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dammmm it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY CHEEEENA HWK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;]x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope it will be done soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;freaking common wealt essay too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. SHHHHHHHHHHHHUSHHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to my 2/7 ESSAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OLDIE! YOU'RE MISSED[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5117448021173743355?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5117448021173743355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5117448021173743355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5117448021173743355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5117448021173743355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-long-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8153273753120655087</id><published>2008-12-30T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:22:41.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMMIT YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUSLY VENTING MY ANGER LIKE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;I AM SUPER KEK WITH *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAO EH! WHAT YOU WANT SIA.&lt;br /&gt;ACT 'C' GOT USE MEH?!&lt;br /&gt;YOU GOT BRAINS OR NOT?!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU STILL YOUNGER THAN ME FOR GOODNESS SAKE EH!&lt;br /&gt;STILL DARE TALK BACK!&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY I DIDN'T HAVE A FRIEND LIKE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW PEOPLE SAD OVER SOMETHING,&lt;br /&gt;YET YOU STILL ADD OIL TO THE FIRE.&lt;br /&gt;FISH LUH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;STILL COME VIEW MY FRIENDSTER PROFILE CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;AND SHOW ME THAT ASSHIOLE'S PHOTO IN IT!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY, YOU SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT BECAUSE OF THE ASSHOLE'S PHOTO WITH YOU OR WHAT luh.&lt;br /&gt;STILL BUT THE HEART SHAPE SIA.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HIM GO CONFESS LUH.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T PANG SEH HIM LUH! YOU PANG SEHED HIM AND THEN HE COME FIND ME AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHATS YOUR PROBLEM LUH.&lt;br /&gt;STILL TELL ME IF I REGRET?!&lt;br /&gt;WTFISSSSSH CAN OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;GET TO YOUR SENSES LUH!&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT THE HELL!&lt;br /&gt;I SEE YOU ACTING SO "chio"!&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS LUH&lt;br /&gt;YOU ONLY SEC 2! WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;SHOW THE INNOCENT FACE SIA.&lt;br /&gt;EWW.&lt;br /&gt;IF I EVER BANG INTO YOU IN THE STREETS LIKE ANYTIME,&lt;br /&gt;I'LL LIKE SHOUT 'I HATE YOU' to the max!&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES IF I ATTRACTED A WHOLE LOT OF ATTENTION!?&lt;br /&gt;HEY B* ! GO AND FIND A LIFE WILL YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP HANKYPANKY WITH GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE NOT SAY V. CHIO/CUTE OR WHATEVER YOU THINK YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A WHOLE LOT!&lt;br /&gt;TWITZXZX DON'T REALLY WORK FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;SO, MAYBE FOR THE ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;SO TELL HIM, ieelurrrrbexueeworrrxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;I'LL FREAK OUT IF ANYONE TELLS ME THAT!&lt;br /&gt;COS IT SRSLY KILLS YOUR ORIGINAL SELF.&lt;br /&gt;WTH CAN!&lt;br /&gt;AWWS SAD, THE ASS WOULDNT BE IN THE SAME SCH AS YOU ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;DONT CRY OKAYS??&lt;br /&gt;YOU FLIRT, YOU HERK AROUND, YOU ACT CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;WTH?! WANT ATTRACT GUY'S ATTENTION THEN GO GEYLANG LUH.&lt;br /&gt;WHATS WITH YOU LUHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;ANWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ENDING HERE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8153273753120655087?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8153273753120655087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8153273753120655087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8153273753120655087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8153273753120655087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/dammit-you-know-im-seriously-venting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3973451320321636728</id><published>2008-12-28T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:20:35.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okayyyyyyyy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm rather sick! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ytd got splashed a whole lot at the pool side by my IRRITATING BROTHER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and wheeeesy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he showed off his swimming skills. not bad uh!&lt;br /&gt;butterflyed and then breastroke and then freestlye followed by back!&lt;br /&gt;coolios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dammit! blogger really siao alr siaaa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had BBQ ytd!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've gotten my bottom wet! not say v. wet luh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cos i was bored and went into the pool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so thats how i got wet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;adults had tequlia pop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like the way the do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and not forgetting pepper! ( a pup name)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is cute luh. but its me being freak out over pets [x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watch wild child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but watch it half way and got to go home pig.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hw sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think the movie is NICE [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with the BIMBOTIC way the show went.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the BIAAAATCH slang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its a show i gotta watch soon![:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and todayyyyyyyyyyy,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;churched. no chance of seeing my dear friend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rah! when i think of him, it makes me UBER JEALOUS! RAAAAAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went causeway point to have lunch then to kovan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and damn it! i'm feeling still sick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hachooing/coughing/flu/sore throat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;boohoos. sch is gna reopen so soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and LET'S PRAY HARD IT DOESN'T RAIN ON WEDNESDAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COS' SCB AND I ARE GNA BE STALKERS FOR THE DAY ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who wna join us? inform me [: the more the merrier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo; off to watch my jap cartoon. not any sort of anime! its a movie! its nice! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3973451320321636728?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3973451320321636728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3973451320321636728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3973451320321636728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3973451320321636728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/okayyyyyyyy-im-rather-sick-ytd-got.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-8465141235644999505</id><published>2008-12-26T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:00:36.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shittyassypoopooscrapppyz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;blogger's kinda screw up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the paragraphing craaaap really sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its like, you write one line and you leave a line an cont. on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how crap this thing works these days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BELATED MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have been enjoying life the past weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i had a sumptious dinner on christmas eve. and even had a family photo taken with all the unglams shots. ]x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and we were said to be so mono.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then on christmas, went out with DQ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this time, you srsly wont want to know what drama happened.[:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and failed to do what i was planning to do]x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;boxing day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;camped at home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bro came home in the afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, whats with relationships these days, i wonder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its either one of the party got rejected badly after confession, or the guy has feelings for the opp party and doesnt knows how to tell her, or even ignoring the opp party makes the party thinks that the opp is trying to have a dist. even having crushes caused a whole lot. seeing your crush with someone the opp gender, you feel BAD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its getting more confusing these days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few friends are in this BIG MESS NOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah, i'm always the middle person to some of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how COOLZXZX! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thats how you get experience from, ain't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M SUDDENLY INTO FOOTBALL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DON'T ASK ME WHY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE DANIEL BENNETT![:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DANIEL BENNETT = SINGAPORE'S PHELPS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he's haaaawt to start with! a cool defender! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tsk. and soooooomeone just make me hate him more ytd!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;told me he interviewed daniel bennett, lionel lewis, and a few more of them before! i was like wth luhhhhh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and ZOMG. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LIONEL LEWIS IS SOMEONE I KNOW COUSIN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAAAAAMN IT LUH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHY DO YOU KNOW ALL THE COOLIO GUYS, MR UNCLE!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EVEN PHELPS YOU SEEN HIM + YOU MET HIM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRACE IS SUPER JEALOUS TO THE MAX LIKE NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IF I CAUGHT YOU IN YOU-KNOW-WHERE, OH MY, YOU WILL HEAR ME NAGGING ALL ABOUT THEM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONT. TO STALK ME! I WANNA SEE YOU TOO! AND I'LL BE SO HAPPY TO MEET YOU YOU KNOW![:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I AM SERIOUSLY SO JEALOUS OF YOU! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! baby jenneeeeeeeeeeel IS CUTE! i know you love her luhhhh. stop making me so jealous luh!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okayyyyyyyy. enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;end of my - post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-8465141235644999505?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/8465141235644999505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=8465141235644999505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8465141235644999505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/8465141235644999505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/shittyassypoopooscrapppyz-bloggers.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4779839497256337546</id><published>2008-12-23T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:46:37.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a no-lifer soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i planned to rely on myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;don't ask what, why, or whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and blogger is getting haywired these days! rah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;idk why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ohmygwwwwwwwwwwwwwoshhhhhy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;out with someone tmr![:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was at total shock when HE asked me out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wheeehees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gna be like deprived tmr then [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;muaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks peeeeps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-4779839497256337546?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4779839497256337546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4779839497256337546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4779839497256337546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4779839497256337546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-no-lifer-soon.html' title='being a no-lifer soon'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-5226007715946782776</id><published>2008-12-20T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:24:39.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS ALL IN THE MIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;friday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentosa-ed again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this time, its a family affair![:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went there kinda stoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but kinda had fun in someways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached there about 12+? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bro joined Zy team for last min treasure hunting crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got 4th in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;not bad luh, cheater bugs [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bro told me they cheated and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woa, thats cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were supposed to go to the dolphin lagoon and snap a pic there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they were kinda brainy.&lt;/div&gt;took a snapshot of it on the brochere or some crap.KUDOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then called tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost wanted to scold me off the phone sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then texted ah bert to call me chit chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if not i srsly will be a stoner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like seriously, i wasnt involved at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ended the call a while later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the teamd played vball in another way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beach ball + sitting down to hit the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but grats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bro team won it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to the waterpolo peeps who got fast reflexes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;some teams were kinda irritated with their team mates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can so see that happening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp JOEL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's kinda pek overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the girls, and the planning. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, after that had a stroll ALONE ON THE BEACH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then got entertained by a black dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cute. the owner wanted it to enter the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then it refuses so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon received a call from mum to help her shift stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like. okay. i'll be back like soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i like palawan beach's sand. its soooooo much way better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then got approached by ziwei if i wanted popcorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas. nice person[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then after that, went back to my emo spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after sianing, i went back tentage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMG. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I TALKED TO 'RED'!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE. WTH! WHAT DID I JUST DID?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHH MY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW EMBARASSING CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THOUGHT HE WAS SOME RANDOM guy asking for his slippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when i turned around. it was HIM!&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GWWWWWWWWWWWWWAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt weeeeeeird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, after that skies turned grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we gotten chased out of the tentage cos there's some event in the night i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, coach gave his speech and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and got lucky draw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coolio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then there came red's mum asking me draw some crap for the lucky draw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a small coin pouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. enough of that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the end before the people cld come out of the shower room, it rained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the best to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the evening i was kind enough to bring mum around compass heights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to pass some peeps 10 trays of eclairs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over cus place in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to pack my table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;failed as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stoned there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got kinda pekeeeeed up there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walao! thick skin like hell sia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon, tau called. and followed by gil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks peeps for passing by my minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had dinner at sumohouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a whole lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went amk hub after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wasnt real fun anw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had close interation with my &lt;3ly&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's dam niceeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;told me some inner secrets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how sweeeet&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up kinda late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to be half an hr earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met the PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FAILED AS USUAL TO DO THE THINGS I WANTED TO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, was fun chatting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;window shopped at j8 after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;headed to town after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked around and then headed for dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at long john.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and WENT NEW YORK NEW YORK to have dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were so =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people were staring at us sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i had 2 cotton candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and SOMEONE SCREW IT UP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;said she want to tryyyyyyyy. in the end, failed [x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk who uhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;upload pics soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i cld.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paisssssssehs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long delayed post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ho ho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hw cld i forgot the celebration of ed's and farah's birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had great time with them at swensens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was kinda FUN yeah?[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pics are up in fb [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funniest part of the night when ed ask if we had already watched twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we 3 went like. not yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he start to say himself as the main lead character edward cullen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wa, thick skin sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the CHIP CHIP SAGA started again![x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(inside joke, don't ask!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i told YOU-KNOW-WHO abt candlelight dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SHALL KEEP IT QUIET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHSSSHASASADFER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST FEEL LIKE LETTING GO EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST DON'T KNOW WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i said, i'll admit defeat from this day on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why carry on the stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have better things to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF YOU WNA BE AN ENCOURAGER TO ME,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PM ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i srsly need more ENCOURAGERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3!&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks all those who are there for me [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll love you a whole lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll even treasure the slightest bit of time i have with any of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-5226007715946782776?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/5226007715946782776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=5226007715946782776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5226007715946782776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/5226007715946782776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-in-mind.html' title='ITS ALL IN THE MIND'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1262366102228472966</id><published>2008-12-18T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:43:02.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT'S DONE.</title><content type='html'>wasn't feeling too great about today.&lt;br /&gt;dreams psychoed your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;dreams are real life nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i was being super random today.&lt;br /&gt;calling people who are not EXPECTING me to call them!&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i called like so many people. or maybe a few?&lt;br /&gt;D got an unexpected call.&lt;br /&gt;Kian hwee too.&lt;br /&gt;and i think the most shocking one was TWIN.&lt;br /&gt;all sound so alike.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i had a problem identifying.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought i called the wrong number. ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS OLD MAN PIGGY! [:&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR BEING THERE FOR ME[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;(i'll webcam with you soon luh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks MY DEAR FRIENDS to be there[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333333333333333!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1262366102228472966?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1262366102228472966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1262366102228472966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1262366102228472966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1262366102228472966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-done.html' title='WHAT&apos;S DONE.'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7403051683209829962</id><published>2008-12-17T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:28:16.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DAY AFTER TODAY</title><content type='html'>ytd went to vivo to chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;with the people as usual.&lt;br /&gt;GILBERT ONLY RMBS ME WHEN I TELL HIM ABOUT **!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;MEANO!&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL NOT INTRO YOU TO ANY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss pri sch somehow.&lt;br /&gt;ever since MINRON chatted with me abt pri sch stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and i went to blog hop till i saw the photos of them in pri sch!&lt;br /&gt;oh myyyy.&lt;br /&gt;you peeps are so nice.&lt;br /&gt;idk why.&lt;br /&gt;i seemed to be closer to peeps from diff class in p6 than from my own class.&lt;br /&gt;how sad.&lt;br /&gt;I AINT CLOSE TO ANYONE IN FROM MY P6 CLASS LIKE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;only to J! thanks for talking to me the other day.&lt;br /&gt;catch up with you real soon kays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;the day after today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really cld not predict whats gna happen today.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so BLANK.&lt;br /&gt;SO IGNORE ME IF YOU SEE ME STONING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'M SRSLY NOT GNA ENTERTAIN  SMSES.&lt;br /&gt;I'M ONLY ENTERTAINING CALLS IF YOU WNA KNOW MY RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;I'M ONLY GNA SMS 2 PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS A CONFIRM.&lt;br /&gt;THEY BOOKED THE SLOT WITH ME YTD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST PERSON TO KNOW IS OLD MAN! [: (we had a deal long before. when he got his o's!)&lt;br /&gt;BETTER BE GRATEFUL UH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND TO KNOW, KIANHWEE!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. THOUGH i'm not so close to you, i'll sms you as A FAVOUR [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOHOOS.&lt;br /&gt;EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED TO HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;in what way?&lt;br /&gt;DEFINE IT IN YOUR OWN WAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7403051683209829962?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7403051683209829962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7403051683209829962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7403051683209829962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7403051683209829962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-after-today.html' title='THE DAY AFTER TODAY'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-263481099090026092</id><published>2008-12-15T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:43:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TODAY SOMEHOW</title><content type='html'>out with neh and tau.&lt;br /&gt;off to central.&lt;br /&gt;we got entertained by some buskers.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;took some pics.&lt;br /&gt;had starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;and CHOCOLATE CREAM CHIP IS SUPER NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chit chat about YOU-KNOW-WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST AWAITING EVENT FOR D1 AND D2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my.&lt;br /&gt;its long i had a loooong convo with minron and jw.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;HOT TOPIC : J!&lt;br /&gt;minron's new crush.&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU FRIEND! J IS NICE I ADMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love today.&lt;br /&gt;i see parry pics all over.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the sch.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-263481099090026092?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/263481099090026092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=263481099090026092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/263481099090026092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/263481099090026092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-today-somehow.html' title='I LOVE TODAY SOMEHOW'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7903664989155215888</id><published>2008-12-14T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:19:25.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGGED</title><content type='html'>okay. i know i havent been updating the whole week kind.&lt;br /&gt;have been up with 2 projects!&lt;br /&gt;which i  completed it ytd.&lt;br /&gt;i'm satisfied (SUPER) with my WORK.&lt;br /&gt;great inspirations come and go you know [:&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;have been going out quite a lot theses days&lt;br /&gt;after the eighteeneth, it'll slow my pace way a lot!&lt;br /&gt;and also it depends on how i did on my d-dday!&lt;br /&gt;i wont be entertaining calls much. only WELCOMING THE COOLIOS callers.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm gna meet them like in the evening? ]x&lt;br /&gt;all the best who wna call me.&lt;br /&gt;can't get me, try yr best then&lt;br /&gt;its either EMO, or the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 MORE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what.&lt;br /&gt;i really think..&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD CONSIDER MADAM TAN'S ADVICE.&lt;br /&gt;IGNORE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;AND MADAM TAN AND HIM, KINDA FATED AS FRIENDS YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;HE IGNORE MY CALLS SIA! NV EVEN BOTHER TO CALL ME BACK SIA.&lt;br /&gt;CALL ONLY MADAM TAN! I STILL THOUGHT OF BEING A NICE SOUL TO PASS MY STUFFS TO YOU LUH.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW, NO MORE. WAIT LONGER.&lt;br /&gt;I WONT  BE SUCHA NICE SOUL TO YOU ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;RAH! HOW MEAN CAN YOU BE!]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritated/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7903664989155215888?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7903664989155215888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7903664989155215888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7903664989155215888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7903664989155215888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/lagged.html' title='LAGGED'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6467453165789515039</id><published>2008-12-11T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:29:59.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTOSA ;D</title><content type='html'>went to sentosa ytd with my LOVES!&lt;div&gt;supposed to meet BRUDDER in the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he forgot his vball so he went up to get and the bus came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so waited at HM for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then trained down to Harbour Front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met the psychos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went into sentosa all tgt [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made a sand castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is looks kinda miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got tanner i hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GRACE REALLY COULDN'T IDENTIFY GENDER. (inside talk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we say somthing that is totally so OBSCENE in the singapore environment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, we had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SORRY BRUDDER. never go kayak with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other time luh. with the psychos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sent jy off to make her specs with her dad and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we headed to amk for late lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm lazy to typed alr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i hope you'll reply my friendster message, though hope is low ]x) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6467453165789515039?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7161874662113077439</id><published>2008-12-08T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:20:51.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUDPLAY ITCH!</title><content type='html'>5th dec:&lt;br /&gt;went expo.&lt;br /&gt;got called up by BRUDDER last min for REPC.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. had fun luh..&lt;br /&gt;catched up with a few peeps.&lt;br /&gt;dyanah, sophia, gracia, darren, edward, fahan!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. we reached over there at 4pm?&lt;br /&gt;we did nth but eat and SLACKED then get paid.&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;fahan told me they were camping overnight over at some hotel!&lt;br /&gt;ENJOYING LIFE LUHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th dec:&lt;br /&gt;went for bro swim meet over at UNITED WORLD COLLEGE in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;woke up like at 5+?&lt;br /&gt;the sch was kinda alright.&lt;br /&gt;the toilet was &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;super clean + its air conditioned!&lt;br /&gt;you cld even sleep in there luhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE GOTTEN MY OMNIA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept like at 9+?!&lt;br /&gt;which i was planing to sleep at 8pm!&lt;br /&gt;failed. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;got up at 12 and gotten a miss call from tau.&lt;br /&gt;then contacted the psychos.&lt;br /&gt;picked jy up then went over to tau's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 dec:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached there like at 1+ am!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. melvin asked us to help him give out the markers and all.&lt;br /&gt;then how nice.&lt;br /&gt;ah neeeeh called then.&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda having a diff time talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;RAH. and yeah! i got all so MUDDIFIEEEEEED!&lt;br /&gt;it srsly eeks me all out you know!&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt that bad at first. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then went out to find ah neeeeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS BEING  NICE TO GO OUT AND FIND HER OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. got all MUDDDDDDY again!!!! ]x&lt;br /&gt;its been a tiring day then.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;RACE DAY AINT NICE.&lt;br /&gt;PACKING DAYS WERE WAY MUCH NICER YOU KNOWWWW! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th dec:&lt;br /&gt;played my omnia the entireee day till it went flat [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th dec: might be out later with the SIAO people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friendship with someone has officially ended!&lt;br /&gt;blocked + deleted.&lt;br /&gt;have fun, stranger.&lt;br /&gt;hope i did this is for your good.&lt;br /&gt;cos i knew you wanted this a long time.&lt;br /&gt;and i've learnt to let go.&lt;br /&gt;so, may you have a BRIGHT future and a nicer friend.&lt;br /&gt;and stop being a copycat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;PACKING CREWS SHALL MEET UP TGT SOON!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;okay. i miss them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;the laughter and fun we had.&lt;br /&gt;and the friends we made.&lt;br /&gt;and me being a water intoxicator!&lt;br /&gt;MEET UP SOON![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7161874662113077439?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7161874662113077439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7161874662113077439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7161874662113077439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7161874662113077439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/mudplay-itch.html' title='MUDPLAY ITCH!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7892359822670597463</id><published>2008-12-05T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:42:27.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;i got the lappy to connect to the internet [:&lt;br /&gt;laptop is coooooool [:&lt;br /&gt;and now, i've got web cam!&lt;br /&gt;yayness![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 days more you know!&lt;br /&gt;1 week and 6 days! ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gna enjoy myself this weekend yeah?&lt;br /&gt;sat, i'm gna snappppppp peektures.&lt;br /&gt;sun, FUN![:&lt;br /&gt;sleeping at 8pm its gna be a recordddd [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wish to see anyone to camp over at my place this weeeeekend!&lt;br /&gt;i want PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;their motive coming over to camp: INVADE THE LAPTOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7892359822670597463?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7892359822670597463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7892359822670597463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7892359822670597463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7892359822670597463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-i-got-lappy-to-connect-to-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2123140095201623528</id><published>2008-12-04T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:19:52.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm uber boredness.&lt;br /&gt;went to someone's blog and gotten this thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Sounds You Hear On A Daily Basis:&lt;br /&gt;10) Fan&lt;br /&gt;9) tap running&lt;br /&gt;8) speeches of one&lt;br /&gt;7) typing on keyboard&lt;br /&gt;6) music&lt;br /&gt;5) phone ringing&lt;br /&gt;4) consturction works&lt;br /&gt;3) page refreshing on certain webpage&lt;br /&gt;2) naggings&lt;br /&gt;1) shoutings from neighbours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Animals You Like, But Wouldn't Want As A Pet:&lt;br /&gt;9) Elephant&lt;br /&gt;8) Pig&lt;br /&gt;7) Crocodile&lt;br /&gt;6) White tiger&lt;br /&gt;5) Kangaroo&lt;br /&gt;4) Rhino&lt;br /&gt;3) Cats&lt;br /&gt;2) Reptiles&lt;br /&gt;1) Rabbits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Bands You Discovered In 2008:&lt;br /&gt;8) Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;7) Plain white T&lt;br /&gt;6) Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;5) Boys like Girls&lt;br /&gt;4) A1&lt;br /&gt;3) Amber Pacific&lt;br /&gt;2) Trademark&lt;br /&gt;1) Faber drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Things Sitting On Your Kitchen Counter:&lt;br /&gt;7) flask&lt;br /&gt;6) forks&lt;br /&gt;5) spoons&lt;br /&gt;4) knifes&lt;br /&gt;3) cups&lt;br /&gt;2) water bottles&lt;br /&gt;1) oven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six You're Wearing (Including Accessories):&lt;br /&gt;6) hair tie&lt;br /&gt;5) hair clip&lt;br /&gt;4) shirt&lt;br /&gt;3) shorts&lt;br /&gt;2) hair band&lt;br /&gt;1) ear rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Things Written This Month On Your Calender:&lt;br /&gt;5) 18 dec : results day!&lt;br /&gt;4) 1 dec: working over at expo&lt;br /&gt;3) 7 dec: STANDARD CHARTERED MARATHON RACE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;2) 5 dec: out with THE PSYCHOS&lt;br /&gt;1) 4 dec: boked by mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Possible Reasons You'd Be In A Hospital:&lt;br /&gt;4) visit someone&lt;br /&gt;3) injured till real bad&lt;br /&gt;2) forced to be under the ICU&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a free MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Languages You'd Like To Learn:&lt;br /&gt;3) Jap&lt;br /&gt;2) French&lt;br /&gt;1) Spanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Board Games You Played Last:&lt;br /&gt;2) Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;1) Who's the richest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Reason To Keep Going On Even When You Wanna Give Up:&lt;br /&gt;1) I AIN'T A SORE LOSER. so what if i'm being ignored or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO FACE THE REALITY AND NOT ACT AS IF ITS OVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2123140095201623528?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2123140095201623528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2123140095201623528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2123140095201623528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2123140095201623528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-uber-boredness.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7681906075285282805</id><published>2008-12-04T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:21:19.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th POST</title><content type='html'>srsly, you sucked!&lt;br /&gt;even if i was too dumb to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY BROOD OVER THIS KIND OF SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;not worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D! sms me if you're online!&lt;br /&gt;i'm boreeeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. hope K won't find my blog!&lt;br /&gt;]x&lt;br /&gt;he's stalking for sth out of me! ahhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks SJ! [:&lt;br /&gt;its long since i last talked to you.&lt;br /&gt;owe me my B&amp;amp;J still![x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 14 DAYS TIME YOU KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;twin is still happily gallerventing around!&lt;br /&gt;how nice is his lifestyle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's out for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;no one argues with me, no one fights over the com, no one calls me up to irritate me!&lt;br /&gt;he's coming back tmr! ]:&lt;br /&gt;and saturday he's having competition!&lt;br /&gt;all the best! i'll be there to support him [:&lt;br /&gt;though its like so early in the mornnnnnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm waking up so early too cos'&lt;br /&gt;it will help me to sleep at 8pm!&lt;br /&gt;i'm srsly planning to sleep at 8pm!&lt;br /&gt;and i think after the competition, it wld tire myself out.&lt;br /&gt;soooooo,&lt;br /&gt;thats the way out.&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll b experiencing insomia!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm waking up after 4 hrs of sleep or so? ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gna HAVE REAL FUN![:&lt;br /&gt;gna bring cam along.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THE PEEEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out on fri too [:&lt;br /&gt;with YOU-KNOW-WHO(s)!&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3 you peeeeeps a whole lot![:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7681906075285282805?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7681906075285282805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7681906075285282805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7681906075285282805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7681906075285282805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/100th-post.html' title='100th POST'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-208047528133234086</id><published>2008-12-03T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:54:30.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i look through the comments you've sent me,&lt;br /&gt;it made me think for the sincerity in you.&lt;br /&gt;you are srsly, not up for the challenge that you've agreed to take on.&lt;br /&gt;you are such a sore loser!&lt;br /&gt;giving up half way and not regretting it now.&lt;br /&gt;in time to come, if you ever regret, PLEASE, i would say with all my heart..&lt;br /&gt;DON'T COME AND FIND ME.&lt;br /&gt;begging for the past we as friends used to have.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that this wld be a chance for you to explore the world.&lt;br /&gt;and open up your EYES to tell the difference of the good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;ZH is so lame to start off.&lt;br /&gt;all ZH says, is it srs? if it is, i don't mind ZH to take over the position i'm in!&lt;br /&gt;all i've got to say, has been said.&lt;br /&gt;thinking all the past we've gone through isn't helping much..&lt;br /&gt;friends like you ain't worth my effort to be with.&lt;br /&gt;all you concern about is ONLY YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;from this, i really think that PL has really implanted us with RIGHT MORAL VALUES.&lt;br /&gt;being selfish for once its okay, but if its so often,&lt;br /&gt;not only it makes me hate you more, but the awkwardness is so MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know how to put it to you.&lt;br /&gt;and i know you won't be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just hope for the days to come that you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;and even if we ever meet in streets or malls,&lt;br /&gt;acknowledge me if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;ignore me or close one eye if you want.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be my last time meeting you OFFICIALLY this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;i won't be free for you to PLAY with anymore.&lt;br /&gt;no longer free for you to PRANK with.&lt;br /&gt;no longer there to HELP you.&lt;br /&gt;find ZH if you NEED HELP.&lt;br /&gt;ain't ZH always there for you as ZH self-stated there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life ain't easy with you these kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;laying across as an obstacle for me cross.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you try to test my temper.&lt;br /&gt;try to make my temper get worst.&lt;br /&gt;and see what you'll get from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said i was being naive or PARANOID!&lt;br /&gt;i think it you being it!&lt;br /&gt;the pot calling the kettle black!&lt;br /&gt;the amt of strength, effort, i've put in,&lt;br /&gt;has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;even though, i've wasted most of it to plan what to do for you.&lt;br /&gt;in order to have a better FRIENDSHIP with you,&lt;br /&gt;you just don't get along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking my time dedicting this post to WHOM-IT-MAY-CONCERN&lt;br /&gt;not because i'm too free or what.&lt;br /&gt;cos' you've impacted my life in a way.&lt;br /&gt;i was once too foolish to believe you.&lt;br /&gt;and now, i've lost the trust in you.&lt;br /&gt;the money you owe me, and said you'll return it to me,&lt;br /&gt;i doubt you forgot all about it!&lt;br /&gt;GRACE, GRACE..&lt;br /&gt;why are you so dumb to lend $ to this kind of PAIN IN THE ASS?!&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i'll just take it as if i did charity work to you then.&lt;br /&gt;i won't budge out and ask you to pay me.&lt;br /&gt;if only you've gotten the heart to, PAY ME.&lt;br /&gt;you even gotten a SERIOUS BET with me.&lt;br /&gt;and i think, you're trying to forget abt it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just pass the bet, how's it?&lt;br /&gt;hope you'll be happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;and its an ANTI-GRACE thing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care &amp;amp; god bless you.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-208047528133234086?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/208047528133234086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=208047528133234086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/208047528133234086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/208047528133234086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/as-i-look-through-comments-youve-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3083665921768532495</id><published>2008-12-03T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:09:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 MORE DAYS of ENJOYMENT</title><content type='html'>chatted with R, N and F ytd.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;N MISSES CHIP MUNK I GUESS.. (that's sweet)&lt;br /&gt;and CHIP MUNK TALKED TO HER [:&lt;br /&gt;so it makes it even sweeeeeter! (awws!)&lt;br /&gt;we'll be meeting F, E and R on 7 yeah?[:&lt;br /&gt;we're all in diff  section. so hope we'll meet.&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY HOPE NOTHING GOES WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;all the best leaders! ]x&lt;br /&gt;you peeps seemed so confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks peeps who were psychoing me with the 18 dec =X&lt;br /&gt;psychoing me that it isnt a d-day and all.&lt;br /&gt;take my chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so not organised! ]x&lt;br /&gt;i can't be bothered to go find the person to contact for the transport! ]x&lt;br /&gt;i shld have gotten his contact number instead of me giving mine to him!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;its so screeeewed up somehoww..&lt;br /&gt;anw, as i think of my days at expo with the peeps,&lt;br /&gt;i rmbed all the nick names we were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;how cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE the water intoxicator&lt;br /&gt;JOLYN YAP the sleepyhead&lt;br /&gt;FARAH the taekwando-er&lt;br /&gt;SHERMAIN the mini earthquake&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE the lrt/mrt maddness&lt;br /&gt;FAHAN the contatious smile&lt;br /&gt;YONG SHENG the contatious laughter&lt;br /&gt;EDWARD the busy man&lt;br /&gt;RAVI the joker&lt;br /&gt;GRACIA the chewing gum person&lt;br /&gt;GEEKS the weird people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some others which i cant really think of.&lt;br /&gt;brain dead.&lt;br /&gt;ITS A COUNTABLE OF DAYS AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;you know i'm feeling the HORROR like now =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3083665921768532495?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3083665921768532495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3083665921768532495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3083665921768532495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3083665921768532495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/15-more-days-of-enjoyment.html' title='15 MORE DAYS of ENJOYMENT'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1720568739616997628</id><published>2008-12-02T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:07:52.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS THE LAST FEW DAYS FUN D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I MISS NICOLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS NEHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS JY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS SHERMAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS DEBBIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS FARAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS EDWARD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS FAHAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS ROGER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS YONG SHENG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS GRACIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS RAVI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS REGINLD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS DANIEL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS DARREN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS BEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS THE FUN OR RATHER SOME CHATS I HAD WITH THESE PEEPS AND A FEW MORE WHO I LEFT OUT I THINK. (although i ain't close to some)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KUDO TO US[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had real FUN LAST FEW DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my GROUP MATES TO THE MAX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are like SO NICE CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, how nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ytd was the last day of work at expo. (phews!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some things went haywired and you-know-who (THE ONE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was so pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE ONE wasn't even organised to start off with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he doesn't knows how to handle sucha big organisation luh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it kinda sucked ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but was rather fun when we saw jokers around playing with the trolley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hitting one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joking around with them was FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT some guys, i shall not mention from where they come from,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they seriously, SUCKED TO THE MAX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are so not inconsiderate peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just slacking around and self-entertainment to themselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kind of finished work at lie 8pm ytd?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;propeller guy ain't nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what he look so cool!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't judge a book by its cover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i really miss the peeeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my com too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZQ isn't too nice too. he gave me a wth look luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i though he was NICE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO NOT ANYMORE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, off to find things and entertain MYSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1720568739616997628?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1720568739616997628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1720568739616997628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1720568739616997628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1720568739616997628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-last-few-days-fun-d.html' title='I MISS THE LAST FEW DAYS FUN D:'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1415100143548075609</id><published>2008-11-30T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:14:48.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;ps!&lt;br /&gt;i know i deleted the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;cos i think its too crappy.&lt;br /&gt;so as usual,&lt;br /&gt;DELETED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these fewwwwwwwwwww days,&lt;br /&gt;GRACE IS BUSSYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BOTHER ASKING HER OUT.&lt;br /&gt;kinda booked the whole week alr! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standard chartered till tues.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, jy wants to cont. on tues,&lt;br /&gt;so be it [:&lt;br /&gt;if not i'll be bored to death too luh.&lt;br /&gt;and DRAMA QUEEN will call me and talk crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt her,&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP!&lt;br /&gt;TOLD YOU TO LISTEN TO MY ADVICE!&lt;br /&gt;sure work luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was SUPERRRRRRRRR GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;had fun with grp mates [:&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY BUNCH OF PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;and not as CRAZY AS SOME OTHER GRPS LUH!&lt;br /&gt;some peeps over another sucked a whole lot!&lt;br /&gt;they really behave like WAY MUCH IMMATURE THAN A 5 YR OLD KID!&lt;br /&gt;WATER INTOXICATION.&lt;br /&gt;thats what i was FOR THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;idk luh.&lt;br /&gt;i drank 3litres of water.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. visited the ladies a LOT of times.&lt;br /&gt;AND okay,&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't really intoxicating myself or what luh.&lt;br /&gt;just getting my body hydrated.&lt;br /&gt;and clear the toxins.&lt;br /&gt;3 litres aint a lot.&lt;br /&gt;its just a normal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACIA 'coped' my whole bag of sweet + gums!&lt;br /&gt;but nvm luh.&lt;br /&gt;she told me it MIGHT NOT even be returned back to me.&lt;br /&gt;anw, its alright.&lt;br /&gt;pity you peeps [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIP DALE WAS QUITE NICE [:&lt;br /&gt;in terms of overall.&lt;br /&gt;but soooooo CHEEEENA!&lt;br /&gt;]x&lt;br /&gt;who cares anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;1 dec: scm!&lt;br /&gt;2 dec: scm!&lt;br /&gt;4 dec: Booked by mum! =X&lt;br /&gt;5 dec: out with DRAMA QUEEN, NEH, JY (maybe), BRUDDER AND GANG!&lt;br /&gt;7 dec: SCM RACE DAY! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if OLD MAN IS COMING DOWWWWN![:&lt;br /&gt;FIND ME OLD MAN!&lt;br /&gt;meet a new whole bunch of peeps.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;as you can see,&lt;br /&gt;I'M ONLY free on 3DEC AND 6 DEC!&lt;br /&gt;so, don't date me out, unless you srsly need to. [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhh and you know what.&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS ARE OUT SO SOON!&lt;br /&gt;18 DAYS MORE! which is like.. &lt;br /&gt;2 WEEKS AND 4 DAYYS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;just kill me luhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so afraid that i wld flunk it!&lt;br /&gt;havent been having any good thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 dec, shld i go escape or not? =X&lt;br /&gt;tssssssk.&lt;br /&gt;idk luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye,&lt;br /&gt;MANY LOVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1415100143548075609?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1415100143548075609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1415100143548075609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1415100143548075609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1415100143548075609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6771745059332414108</id><published>2008-11-27T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:35:32.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's life?</title><content type='html'>morning wasn't nice.&lt;br /&gt;watched MARTIN MYSTERIES.&lt;br /&gt;yes, thats how bored i could go!&lt;br /&gt;and then headed for the com.&lt;br /&gt;I FALIED TO BE A BOOKWORM!&lt;br /&gt;i think, D's reading like now and i'm still on the com! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORON has now flew to another part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;i bet he misses me [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems busy todayyyyyyy or rather, AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brudder's out to get pay.&lt;br /&gt;moron had gone overseas.&lt;br /&gt;D is reading twilight. (i guess =x)&lt;br /&gt;bro is SWIMMING.&lt;br /&gt;younger cus is out for BADMINTON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;I AM JEALOUS OF BRUDDER&lt;br /&gt;RACE DAY MOOOLAH ITS LIKE 5x of what i'm getting!&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;MEET THE ASSHOLE (IF YOU EVER DO)&lt;br /&gt;don't befriend him.&lt;br /&gt;i tell you uh, srsly, he's NOT A NICE FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;hear his slang, JUST SLAP HIM IF YOU WISHED.&lt;br /&gt;and i wished i could =X&lt;br /&gt;it will be SUCHAWONDERFUL day.&lt;br /&gt;and GRACE WILL BE GLEEEEEEEING WITH JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not being mean or what luh.&lt;br /&gt;but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;when you think of what is life all about,&lt;br /&gt;you just don't seem to get a definite answer.&lt;br /&gt;its all in the mentality of one.&lt;br /&gt;if you wld think that everything wld turn up fine, it will not always be so.&lt;br /&gt;life is full of obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;life its just like a roleplay, playing on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;its just cycles that one's gotta go through before understanding the meaning of something.&lt;br /&gt;and when something precious is there for you always, complacency occurs.&lt;br /&gt;and being complacent ain't good.&lt;br /&gt;you'll just forget EVERY DAMN THING IN LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;and you'll soon even forget your own parents kind!&lt;br /&gt;when the word complacency just poofed away, your life, is CHAOTIC.&lt;br /&gt;chaotic in what sense?&lt;br /&gt;everything you have before are gone right before your sight.&lt;br /&gt;if only, you did not take things your own way always, and not took things for granted,&lt;br /&gt;chaos wouldn't have happened.&lt;br /&gt;being fickle minded in life isn't a good move too.&lt;br /&gt;once gone, just have no regrets in life.&lt;br /&gt;learn how to let go and not look back at the past.&lt;br /&gt;that's the best way to move on and not bother about the past.&lt;br /&gt;ignoring someone is a way to just carry on in life.&lt;br /&gt;why brood over an ASS where there's so many to be friend with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIFE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;isn't simple as it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only if it was that simple,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the world would be so perfect.&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6771745059332414108?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6771745059332414108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6771745059332414108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6771745059332414108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6771745059332414108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-life.html' title='what&apos;s life?'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3701532391135497059</id><published>2008-11-26T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:06:35.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY'S A GOOOD DAY!</title><content type='html'>okayyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up super late this morning.&lt;br /&gt;like at 11.30am!&lt;br /&gt;like bro said, i broke my record.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i srsly did!&lt;br /&gt;slacked in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;watched some crappy cartoon on okto.&lt;br /&gt;then as usual, headed for the com! [x&lt;br /&gt;no one was in, so, GRACE OWNED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tau smsed me like at 1pm!&lt;br /&gt;asking me to accompany her to get clothes for SOMETHING!&lt;br /&gt;so, i was being NICE (as always) to follow her go plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;we went around hunting for weird stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;went daiso to get a purse and tau went finding wrapper, etc.&lt;br /&gt;went to spotlight after that.&lt;br /&gt;she's FICKLEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;in the end, didn't got anything and went back daiso.&lt;br /&gt;we both gotten the board[:&lt;br /&gt;BRUDDER CALLED UP half way.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M PREDICTING SOMETHING...&lt;br /&gt;SOMETHING NOT NICE.&lt;br /&gt;IS GNA HAPPEN ON FRI, SAT, SUN AND MON.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be dead by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;got quite pissed off then.&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;got food back to cus place.&lt;br /&gt;and luckily i called back to cus.&lt;br /&gt;if not, i'll be feeling so doomed.&lt;br /&gt;DISTANT CUS and relatives came.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really talked to them.&lt;br /&gt;but tsssssssk.&lt;br /&gt;aunty called me over and ask.&lt;br /&gt;a: you know who am i or not&lt;br /&gt;me: aunty v?&lt;br /&gt;a: ya luh. then why didnt you  call me?&lt;br /&gt;me: erm, i was bringing stuffs in to the kitchen? (i called AUNTY okay!)&lt;br /&gt;a: oh. (calls in the 2 distant cus) this is R and W.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh.. (i am not so dumb to know that they are my cus fgs!)&lt;br /&gt;cus: GRACE COME HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phews. thanks a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MAN!![:&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAVED MY LIFE FROM A whole lot of HORROR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3701532391135497059?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3701532391135497059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3701532391135497059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3701532391135497059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3701532391135497059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/todays-goood-day.html' title='TODAY&apos;S A GOOOD DAY!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-440812950961085050</id><published>2008-11-25T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:41:16.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY!</title><content type='html'>TODAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE IS HAPPY, BUT MY ASS HURTS A WHOLE LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ecp with tau, karlene, helena, nehhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, we taught helena how to cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, grats she did it!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;then cycled&lt;br /&gt;to the jetty.&lt;br /&gt;and then to 7-11&lt;br /&gt;continued to cycle to the SEAFOOD RESTAURANTS and to the coffee shop&lt;br /&gt;took a rest there.&lt;br /&gt;cycled to outward bound there and that SUPER SIAO WOMAN, FELL!&lt;br /&gt;wth luh! ACT COOL SOME MOREEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;GRACE WILL LAUGH SUPER LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;then headed back to the bicycle shop.&lt;br /&gt;on the way,&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SIAO WOMAN FELL AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;THIS TIME SUPER WTH LUH.&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY, I DID NOT HEAR HER SCREAM.&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T BE HELPING HER LOOOOOOOOOR! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOMAN! BE GRATEFUL UH!&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYOHHOW BREAK LUH.&lt;br /&gt;WANT TO FOLLOW MY COOL!&lt;br /&gt;COPPPPPY LORRRRRRRRRRR [x&lt;br /&gt;still fail luh!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;and continued to cycle back.&lt;br /&gt;neh, karlene, helena were waiting for BOTH OF US.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to SUPER HYPER SIAO WOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to macs after that to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;walked to PP after that with the SIAO WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;(she's really SIAO TODAYYYYYYY)&lt;br /&gt;munched on old chang kee.&lt;br /&gt;then window shopped.&lt;br /&gt;we see WEIRD people.&lt;br /&gt;and BIG NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE SAW MR ELVIS LOW AND MS TING TOGETHER!&lt;/strong&gt; [x&lt;br /&gt;WE WEREN'T BEING NOTICED EVEN THOUGH,&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE LIKE RIGHT BESIDE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, its with GRACE SHARP EYES THAT CAUGHT HER ATTENTION OF THEM BOTH [:&lt;br /&gt;then went around hunting for tau's stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;went giant after that.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS TOTALLY HILARIOUS IN THERE!&lt;br /&gt;the woman was so kind luh.&lt;br /&gt;and tau got her BEAR!&lt;br /&gt;whatever luhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;the woman doesn't want her 90cents.&lt;br /&gt;though we paid her. she don't want it.&lt;br /&gt;she's SUPERRRRRRRRRRR NICE.&lt;br /&gt;anw, SUPER SIAO WOMAN JUST GOT MAD-DER.&lt;br /&gt;she became HYPER SUPER SIAO as we walked to the bus stop!&lt;br /&gt;retarded.&lt;br /&gt;bused back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all [:&lt;br /&gt;i'll be away on the FRI TO SUN OR MAYBE MON.&lt;br /&gt;find me online only in the night.&lt;br /&gt;(i'll be dead tired by then)&lt;br /&gt;sms me if there's anything urgent.&lt;br /&gt;BETTER MISS ME UH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HO!&lt;br /&gt;MINRON THE MEANO HAS FOUND A middle NAME FOR HIMSELF&lt;br /&gt;(or rather he declared part of it, and i edited it further)&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE: LOW MEANO MINRON&lt;br /&gt;AFTER: LOW MEANO MORON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't it suits him!&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU EVER READ THIS,&lt;br /&gt;I WIN HANDS UP.&lt;br /&gt;NOT DOWN LIKE WHAT YOU SAID! RAH! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still missing peeeeps.&lt;br /&gt;]x&lt;br /&gt;i can think a whole lot of them.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i cld like gather all of them at one go, and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. dec schdule.&lt;br /&gt;1 dec: might be booked by SCMR!&lt;br /&gt;7 dec: MY FUN TIRING DAY. (pray hard it goes all well for me)&lt;br /&gt;12 dec: SHERINA'S birthday/ OUT! [:&lt;br /&gt;18 dec: D-DAY! its over for bro, now's mine!&lt;br /&gt;25 dec: christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(currently the schdule)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT!&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT I'VE GOTTEN A CCA IN P1!&lt;br /&gt;how nice!&lt;br /&gt;and MINRON SAYS THAT&lt;br /&gt;HE QUITTED COS I QUIT.&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING, MAMA BOY.&lt;br /&gt;and he admits he disturbs me everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;minron says (11:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;haha oh and i like disturbing you on the&lt;br /&gt;bus&lt;br /&gt;minron says (11:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;-sniggles&lt;br /&gt;G. says (11:29 PM):&lt;br /&gt;THATS&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE ITS ALWAYS HIM ANNOYING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, nitex![:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-440812950961085050?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/440812950961085050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=440812950961085050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/440812950961085050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/440812950961085050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy_25.html' title='HAPPY!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-3136298649554272390</id><published>2008-11-24T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:46:39.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>firstly,&lt;br /&gt;thanks DAD for saving my internet [:&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah. i'm back online! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;i went on a ONE-DAY EDUCATIONAL TOUR JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;its alright. gained quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to yakult factory.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was given each an ORIGINAL FLAVOUR of yakult.&lt;br /&gt;and some mini lecture begin and all about the bacteria and all&lt;br /&gt;the process was super cool.&lt;br /&gt;24k of yakult per day produced!&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to hilltop garden at CSC at bkt batok for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS A 10 COURSE LUNCH.&lt;br /&gt;rice/cold dish/octopus/some kind of veg/fried half chicken/pork ribs/ceral prawns/tofu/fish/almond jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, LUNCH WAS SUPER WORTH IT!&lt;br /&gt;headed to Singapore mint after that.&lt;br /&gt;nth much though.&lt;br /&gt;went to gardenia factory after that.&lt;br /&gt;the SMELL WAS SO STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;go intro-ed to the kind of bread they make and etc.&lt;br /&gt;went inside the factory.&lt;br /&gt;its SUPER COOL!&lt;br /&gt;the dough were like so cute when they were being thrown out.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what! the system went mad for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;and the RED LIGHT ALERT thing came off.&lt;br /&gt;and 2 unbaked dough dropped off from some conveyer belt like poo!&lt;br /&gt;its superrrrrrrrr nice in there.&lt;br /&gt;and the bread cooler can cool 8k bread!&lt;br /&gt;after that, got to tried the diff kinds of bread.&lt;br /&gt;headed back home after that.&lt;br /&gt;slept on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;thats all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry keith!&lt;br /&gt;i really got booked today.&lt;br /&gt;cant meet you up.&lt;br /&gt;meet you soon if possible. (who ask you! wasted MY EYE CONTACT WITH YOU THAT DAY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i'm really LIMITED.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick and tired of all the excuses as i thought back and reflected on my life.&lt;br /&gt;the lame thing you think i would believe.&lt;br /&gt;the nonsensical things you said.&lt;br /&gt;i've all thought back.&lt;br /&gt;why do i need to be the one always being there for you and not you be there for me?!&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;its a clear cut that its ENTIRELY OVER.&lt;br /&gt;after standard chartered marathon, everything will be earased off.&lt;br /&gt;your phone number, your friendster, your facebook.&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;i did so much. and you, not even a single bit!&lt;br /&gt;my friendster and fb have been PRIVATISED. (pm me if anyone wants me to add you)&lt;br /&gt;I'M NO LONGER THE 3YR OLD KID WHO YOU THOUGHT I WAS.&lt;br /&gt;BEING ABLE TO FALL FOR YOUR WHITE LIES.&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;and from then on,&lt;br /&gt;don't bother calling me. as GRACE SELDOM PICKS UP UNINVITED CALLS.&lt;br /&gt;smsing me WON'T WORK EITHER.&lt;br /&gt;like i said, I WOULD ONLY ACCEPT A PHONE CALL APOLOGY.&lt;br /&gt;if not, SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;if patience could kill you, then all the best.&lt;br /&gt;i'm no LONGER YOUR FRIEND YOU USE TO KNOW after then.&lt;br /&gt;even if affinity wld bring us back somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU LOOK SO GUILTY WHENEVER YOU SAID A SORRY TO ME?!&lt;br /&gt;anw, who cares.&lt;br /&gt;from then on, we'll be on the diff side of the world.&lt;br /&gt;ITS OVER ONCE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;i'll wish you all the best then.&lt;br /&gt;AND YEAH. PLEASE NOTE.&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T BE AS FRIENDLY/KIND/NICE/ETC TOWARDS YOU ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;SO PLEASE,&lt;br /&gt;DON'T ASK FOR MY HELP ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;AND START ACTING CUTE LIKE CALLING ME NAMES MY FRIENDS CALL ME AND MY NICK AND ALL.&lt;br /&gt;I WONT FALL FOR THAT STUPID DUMB TRICK EVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye ONCE-MY-GOOD-FRIEND! (you suck!)&lt;br /&gt;you srsly suck! even TAN says that you are not hot or cute!&lt;br /&gt;I TRUST HER TASTE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-3136298649554272390?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/3136298649554272390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=3136298649554272390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3136298649554272390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/3136298649554272390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/firstly-thanks-dad-for-saving-my.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1029265027863447645</id><published>2008-11-22T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:20:00.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STONAGE!</title><content type='html'>went to rp for SCM briefing again.&lt;br /&gt;left home at 12.30pm&lt;br /&gt;bused to amkhub.&lt;br /&gt;smsed bro abt CLB stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;then so coincident!&lt;br /&gt;he's around amk too.&lt;br /&gt;but, didn't meet luh.&lt;br /&gt;AND OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;MY EYESIGHT IS PRO!&lt;br /&gt;I SAW KEITH.&lt;br /&gt;and kind of eye-contacted with him!&lt;br /&gt;just that he's with 2 girls.&lt;br /&gt;questioned me why did i not say a hi to him,&lt;br /&gt;answer is, cos i was like going down th escalator and you were going up!&lt;br /&gt;was quite hilarious on how i saw someone who i never met before.&lt;br /&gt;and being able to recognise the person its a SKILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;after that trained down to woodlands and waited for nehneh!&lt;br /&gt;hate OCK for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and JJlin was there promoting some stuffs for bread talk (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to RP.&lt;br /&gt;the breifing today was livlier than the other time.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;ICs for BAGGAGE CREW DONT SEEM FRIENDLY!&lt;br /&gt;PRAY HARD IT WILL WORK OUT SMOOTHLY ON 7DEC!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, GRACE IS ANTI-SOCIAL.&lt;br /&gt;SHE SAY V AND DID NOT SAY HI!&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT IF HE'S THE IC!]x&lt;br /&gt;SHOULDN'T HE THANK ME!?! IF NOT FOR ME, I DOUBT HE'LL BE HERE TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A KIND SOUL THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE THIN YOU NEED TO KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;NITENDO WII  is super cool&lt;br /&gt;okay, a noob got trashed!&lt;br /&gt;so what. first timer WHAAAAAAAAT!&lt;br /&gt;learn from mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awws. sad!&lt;br /&gt;cus did not qualify for quarts!&lt;br /&gt;had 3 match!&lt;br /&gt;25-24, 17-21,21- sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you did your best![:&lt;br /&gt;ILY![:&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! he's my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gna stop here.&lt;br /&gt;anw, if you cant find me online the next few days,&lt;br /&gt;don't bother to cos,&lt;br /&gt;INTERNET'S DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT ON EARTH HAPPEN TO IT.&lt;br /&gt;SO YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;anything cld sms me[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1029265027863447645?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1029265027863447645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1029265027863447645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1029265027863447645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1029265027863447645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/stonage.html' title='STONAGE!'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-6337675967197874027</id><published>2008-11-20T16:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:59:55.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the release of psle results.&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of 4yrs ago. when i've gotten mine.&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;bro didn't do quite well. but above expected. (grats!)&lt;br /&gt;cus was a disappointment. expected him to have gotten above 200!&lt;br /&gt;brudder's sis didn't do quite well too.&lt;br /&gt;and this yr highest is 287 or 282?&lt;br /&gt;one of it. not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm slightly mad i think =X&lt;br /&gt;i talked to my bro 6 mins on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;first time.&lt;br /&gt;and cus too!&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go support him tmr.&lt;br /&gt;but as usual, lazy.&lt;br /&gt;i'll support you if you're in the quart. finals [:&lt;br /&gt;I'M SERIOUS! AND I WILL WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;its a promise![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAH! HE KEEP THINKING I WONT WAKE UP TO MAKE IT IN TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL PROVE YOU WRONG IF YOU ENTER QUART KAYS? &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with tau this morn.&lt;br /&gt;how boreeeed.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone's out as usual!&lt;br /&gt;brudder's to town.&lt;br /&gt;D to pri sch and POOL.&lt;br /&gt;Tau pigging.&lt;br /&gt;neh neh not around.&lt;br /&gt;oldman is IGNORING ME! (he said i only rmb him when i'm bored! how mean!)&lt;br /&gt;keith is out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE IS ENJOYING LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M SO SCARED OF &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 DEC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its HORROR!&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE I CANT SLEEP THE NIGHT BEFORE.&lt;br /&gt;all the best to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN PEEEEEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;WHILE, GRACE, WILL BE FINDING HER "FUN" SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-6337675967197874027?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/6337675967197874027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=6337675967197874027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6337675967197874027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/6337675967197874027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/todays-release-of-psle-results.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-2579195129996299908</id><published>2008-11-19T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:49:30.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll try to type this post asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YTD was supeeeeeeeeeeeeeer FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to SENTOSA &lt;strong&gt;MYSELF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE IT! MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can get in okayyyyyyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite of someone luh. asking me to wait for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jo and tisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not recognise jo at first sight. its been a while since she wore a hair band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then called tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her at the vball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought 2 WATER POLO BALLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we played with the bigger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you it hurts if you play the vball way. (don't try it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooon, tau came. (like finally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then HOW NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELMOOOOOOOOOOOO'S WORLD FOR TAU! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into the WATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I PLANNED NOT TO GET ALL WET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS TO SOME NICE SOUL&lt;br /&gt;WHO THREW MY SMALL WATERPOLO BALL SO HARD TILL IT WENT OVER OUR HEIGHT LIMIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONES DARE TO SWIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EITHER BEING TOO AFRAID, TOO LONG NV SWIM, DON'T KNOW HOW TO AND ALL THE CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up swimming across!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rather scared. but soon, okay luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of TRIATHELETES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE DUDE, THE ASSHOLIC BROS, ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GRACE SAVED THE BALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhohohooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out checked my phone, BRUDDER CALLED ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so asked abt his whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that accompanied TAU (again!) to get FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to tram station, got her noodles and went back to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while queueing up, got this small boy look at tau's noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went: "wa. got people buy cup noodles go to beach also leh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retardeeeed.&lt;br /&gt;had fun luhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to 'swim' after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw BRUDDER AND HIS FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of us all short sighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, hard time visioning the 2 of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ps. don't blame us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what tau, jo and tisha said, they only saw one black and one white figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice for comparison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played monkeeeeeeey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and floated on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i don't wna continue on elaborating on my sentosa trip ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVER SENTOSA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met LER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to get my board..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met adora after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had long john and at that time brudder was alr on his way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted and all. (okay, i rmbed sth!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed to pool side.&lt;br /&gt;chatted there and tau asked if i wanna go food fest again.&lt;br /&gt;i was like. call my mum first.&lt;br /&gt;mum told me to help her get a whole lot of stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;then tau asked to call brudder along.&lt;br /&gt;so called him. and brudder thinks we to free to prank him.&lt;br /&gt;anw, we're at expo earlier than him!&lt;br /&gt;waited for him at subway (we're nice people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted about THINGS THAT YOU WONT WANT TO KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;and then headed for food fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LAZY TO TYPE OUT WHAT HAPPEN IN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THE FOOD FEST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY WATERPOLO BALL IS AWAAAAAAY ON A HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;HOW SAD.&lt;br /&gt;and brudder said we left him aloneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;bused home and yes, MY WATERPOLO BALL IS AWAY!]:&lt;br /&gt;DQ! you better return me soooon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned home like at 10+!&lt;br /&gt;its freaking late for me. but not to the other 2 fellas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS A F-U-N DAY![:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-2579195129996299908?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/2579195129996299908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=2579195129996299908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2579195129996299908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/2579195129996299908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/ill-try-to-type-this-post-asap.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7926640219343268828</id><published>2008-11-17T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:27:27.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>flu gotten worst.&lt;br /&gt;sense of taste and smell, partly dissappear.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like, i've broke the adam's apple \x&lt;br /&gt;today started rather well.&lt;br /&gt;met my Drama Queen.&lt;br /&gt;went food fest.&lt;br /&gt;and wth, how lame can the operators be?&lt;br /&gt;need line up before getting in?&lt;br /&gt;anw, we were lucky. the door opened right infront of us!&lt;br /&gt;got sweets, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;trained down to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;had pepper lunch.&lt;br /&gt;it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;headed to lib. SLACKED!&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY SLACKED THERE!&lt;br /&gt;BRAIN FREEZE! even though i wore a jacket!&lt;br /&gt;so, practically that was what we did and stoned at some/certain peeps.&lt;br /&gt;1. this idk if she's a jap or not. she was weird! and worst, she sat beside me, treating the place as her own home!&lt;br /&gt;2. some angmoh woman, who did not wear a bra? (from what DQ says)&lt;br /&gt;3. some man, being so inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 couple, which the girl is quite pretty, and the guy, the opp.&lt;br /&gt;5. some BIMBOTIC COUPLE who was so ACT CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, STONAGE OWNS ME.&lt;br /&gt;i was bored, and rather &lt;strong&gt;NICE&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to sms D. (I know you'll see this!see the BOLD WORD!)&lt;br /&gt;siansation.&lt;br /&gt;he was too. but at least, he gotten a camp to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;and NO! NO ADAM'S APPLE.&lt;br /&gt;will sms you on 19 luh. [:&lt;br /&gt;he miss me [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS YOU TOO MY DEAR FRIENDDDDDD&lt;/strong&gt; [:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wna pray tmr weather wld be GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;I'M GNA WATERPOLO [:&lt;br /&gt;(exclude the water)&lt;br /&gt;off to watch MY LUCKY STAR DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;its addiction![x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7926640219343268828?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7926640219343268828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7926640219343268828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7926640219343268828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7926640219343268828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu-gotten-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-4079707869850742459</id><published>2008-11-16T14:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:02:38.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, its SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;tmr off to meet DRAMA QUEEN!&lt;br /&gt;ice choco tmr at bishan, yeah? [:&lt;br /&gt;churched.&lt;br /&gt;drama was NICE[:&lt;br /&gt;super touching!&lt;br /&gt;AND I SAW &lt;strong&gt;TRACY TAN!&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool can! I LOVE THE WAY I AM NOW!&lt;br /&gt;meeting COOL people! she's diagonally 2 rows infront of me.&lt;br /&gt;STALKER HAS BEEN TO THEIR PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN! HOW nice can! (okay. i've been currently peeped at by a small girl,neighbour-to-be)&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;THE JOURNAL was overall meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church, went to maxwell to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;while eating, dad said the woman opp. my mum, which is behind me is a "CHICKEN"!&lt;br /&gt;i was like.. EWW!&lt;br /&gt;had icy soya milk ever since the last time i had it during a-maths tuition.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to cus place to get my WATERPOLO BALLS.&lt;br /&gt;i had a mini one and a normal size one.&lt;br /&gt;tried vballing with the big one.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts more than a usual one.&lt;br /&gt;the smaller one is cute to play with.&lt;br /&gt;ANW, WATERPOLO WITH MY PSYCHOS ON TUES [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SO MUCH D! [:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NICE.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL REMEMBER YOU!&lt;br /&gt;have fun on mon and tues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;3CHEEERS!&lt;br /&gt;MY CUT IS HEALING!&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm GETTING SICK.&lt;br /&gt;sick &lt;strong&gt;PHYSICALLY!&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flu is up, sore throat is back.&lt;br /&gt;how nice.&lt;br /&gt;immune system getting more pro.&lt;br /&gt;HAAACHOO! ]x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;i'monmyword!31decemberwillbeit.ourfriendshipwillendthen.don'tbothertocareformeanymore.don'tbothertosearchhighandlowformeeveragain!iknowi'mnotbeingappreciatedbyyou.sowhatforstayonhavefunwithyourfellowcrushes.andallthebestforyouro'sresultsnextyear.ifyouwouldn'twanttoreturnmemybooks,itsfine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;i'llstillpullthroughmyo'sifimakeitformyn's.themoreithinkofyou,you'rejustso,annoying+irritating.plus that, youdon'thavetheinitiativetoreturnmebackmystuffs.forthosebingconcern,andi'vetoldyouthestarsthing,i'lldumpitbythen. seriously, thesekindofpeopleistoomuch!takingadvangtageofmeasafriend?whatthehelldoyouwant?showattitudetomeallyouwantfromnowon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;iwontbothertogiveashittoyourreaction!YOUSUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;and like what &lt;strong&gt;MORON&lt;/strong&gt; said, its not time to have crushes at this point of time in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;you'll lose your freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;when i reflect on what he say,it might appear to be true. but is reality that easy to cope, as said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hopefully, it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;thanks D, brudder, twin, and a few more. (once again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;on helping me to be strong EMOTIONALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;why give a effing damn to these kind of people right?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;waste the world's resources.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;hanks for being there for me to rant at you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt; love you peeeps![:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;i'll treasure you all! 101% confirmation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;&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/7600612861194340976-4079707869850742459?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/4079707869850742459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=4079707869850742459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4079707869850742459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/4079707869850742459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-its-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7256437920278189085</id><published>2008-11-15T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T14:56:03.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd food fest was rather rush.&lt;br /&gt;sadly, brudder didn't go!&lt;br /&gt;RAH!&lt;br /&gt;BRUDDER HAD A CHAT WITH HAGEN TAN!&lt;br /&gt;how cool!&lt;br /&gt;and how UNLUCKY I AM THIS WHOLE WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;firstly, got mozzies bite like 5 of it.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i've got the freaking heel cut!&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, knocked the freaking drawer!&lt;br /&gt;fouth, ytd got hit on my freaking elbow on the tap! and it hurts like SUPER BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;it feels worst than a blue black!&lt;br /&gt;ah ]x&lt;br /&gt;this srsly suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE HAVE THE SONG&lt;br /&gt;1234 by plain white t's?&lt;br /&gt;pm me on msn if you do[:&lt;br /&gt;I'LL LOVE YOU A WHOLE LOT!&lt;br /&gt;not like OLD MAN! HE REFUSES TO HELP ME FIND/GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;HOW SAD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7256437920278189085?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7256437920278189085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7256437920278189085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7256437920278189085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7256437920278189085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/ytd-food-fest-was-rather-rush.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7483144522493049032</id><published>2008-11-14T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:28:22.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously,&lt;br /&gt;BOREDOM KILLS.&lt;br /&gt;luckily today got bro at home to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;if not, i'll be BORED TO DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;next week isnt so BORRRRRRRRED ANYMORE![:&lt;br /&gt;monday meet my DRAMA QUEEN![:&lt;br /&gt;tuesday out with THE PSYCHOS!&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the day, i'll be good and just wait what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORON RMBED THE DEAL.&lt;br /&gt;well, it isn't that bad anw. [:&lt;br /&gt;conquered it NICELY!&lt;br /&gt;and i just asked like "WHAT TIME?"&lt;br /&gt;and he question me like A WHOLE LOT OF QUESTIONS AND CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;AND PHELPS IS NOT A G******! OR A H***!&lt;br /&gt;RAH! I HATE YOU FOR THIS FOR CALLING HIM THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak!&lt;br /&gt;the bruise is hurting so much!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;the drawer had caused ALMOST the death of me!&lt;br /&gt;and my cut, just kills me when i touch water!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, by tues it'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;sore throat is gone! (YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;DRINK 3LITRES OF WATER PER DAY HELPS IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;most &lt;strong&gt;SINCERE APOLIGIES,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I WON'T BE REPLYING SMSes from now till the 19th of nov.&lt;br /&gt;some reasons, that you won't WISH/HOPE/WANNA know ]x&lt;br /&gt;i'll only entertain calls.&lt;br /&gt;or else, you could wait for me to reply you like on the 19th?[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to food fest soon [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7483144522493049032?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7483144522493049032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7483144522493049032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7483144522493049032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7483144522493049032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/seriously-boredom-kills.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-714301237566335552</id><published>2008-11-13T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:20:43.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello WORLD WIDE WEB!&lt;br /&gt;GRACE is super uber boreeeed!&lt;br /&gt;o's are  OFFICIALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;brudder's out to sentosa (with the rainy weather!maddness!)&lt;br /&gt;D is out too.&lt;br /&gt;and GRACE IS STONING AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;how nice! ]x&lt;br /&gt;i've like ton-ed in MAPLESTORY FOR LIKE 5 HRS!&lt;br /&gt;bored like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i know its lame crap, but thats the thing that entertained me the WHOLE FREAKING DAY!&lt;br /&gt;and phews! i've had a close shaved with THAT MORON!&lt;br /&gt;HE REMEBERED THE DEAL.&lt;br /&gt;BUT LUCKILY, I WASN'T THERE. STATUS WAS AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;AND HE WAS OFFLINE BY THEN![x&lt;br /&gt;coolio![:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and freak luh!&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO GNA GET BLUE BLACK EVERYWHERE SO SOON.&lt;br /&gt;just hit the freaking drawer!&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST 1 ACCIDENT WILL HAPPEN TO ME AT HOME each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall entertain myself with maple again!&lt;br /&gt;HOW BORED CAN LIFE BE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-714301237566335552?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/714301237566335552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=714301237566335552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/714301237566335552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/714301237566335552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-world-wide-web-grace-is-super.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-1634243550737455084</id><published>2008-11-12T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:26:32.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEH NEH![:</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEH NEH!&lt;br /&gt;celebrated dad's birthday at jack's place.&lt;br /&gt;then headed to vivo after that.&lt;br /&gt;met Jasmin and jq at vivo.&lt;br /&gt;i almost got lost there.&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i took the shorter route would help.&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out so wrong!&lt;br /&gt;anw, we got the cake.&lt;br /&gt;and i kind of screw up the plan where i'm suppose to surprise her.&lt;br /&gt;anw, WE HAD FUN!&lt;br /&gt;plan A: to spray/smash on her face.&lt;br /&gt;but kind of failed. ended up spraying on her hair!&lt;br /&gt;NEH NEH, DON'T SCARED. DONT SHAKE [x&lt;br /&gt;then came the RAIN, which really spoils the mood.&lt;br /&gt;and today, i had a bad hairdo, thats it!&lt;br /&gt;then we moved to Food Republic.&lt;br /&gt;she suspected us in having more pranks up in mind.&lt;br /&gt;lols. EAT YOUR POPIAH IN PEACE LUH.&lt;br /&gt;T,A,yap came up. it wasn't plan!&lt;br /&gt;then after eating, WHOOHOOS! I'M THE LUCKY ONE.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T HAVE A FOREFEIT IN THE NUMBER GAME![x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN AFTER FINISHING THE CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;WHIPCREAM MADDNES[:&lt;br /&gt;and YAYNESS! I SMASHED IT! THOUGH THE CREAM MELTED IN SOME WAY.&lt;br /&gt;ITS GROSSS!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER.&lt;br /&gt;my hand stink like a whole lot after that!&lt;br /&gt;i've almost got scolded by the cleaner or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;and we attracted a whole lot of attention ]x&lt;br /&gt;luckily i didnt overshoot the whipcream. if not, i'll hit some guys =X&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW, NEH NEH SMELLS LIKE MILK.&lt;br /&gt;but srsly, IT STINKS \X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cleaning up and all after that&lt;br /&gt;headed to TOYSRUS&lt;br /&gt;slacked there.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't think of where to go.&lt;br /&gt;met DRAMA QUEEN after that.&lt;br /&gt;she's WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;and she's a LOBSTER NOW.&lt;br /&gt;ton at vivo and met LPP at Toyrus again.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so, i shall acknowledge her next time.[x&lt;br /&gt;ton till 7. and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA QUEEN went to meet her LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home. showered.&lt;br /&gt;and freak hell!&lt;br /&gt;i got a cut from the roller chair.&lt;br /&gt;blood as usual!&lt;br /&gt;but its SHIOK being my oldself [:&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, i'm feeling not so well like now!&lt;br /&gt;face feels warm, sore throat comming up =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;br /&gt;pics soon. (hopefully!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-1634243550737455084?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/1634243550737455084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=1634243550737455084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1634243550737455084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/1634243550737455084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-neh-neh.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEH NEH![:'/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7600612861194340976.post-7258334175514260936</id><published>2008-11-11T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:56:38.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss practically everyone and everything! ( i shall be nice to state down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school!&lt;br /&gt;i miss neh neh!&lt;br /&gt;i miss psychos!&lt;br /&gt;i miss BRUDDER!&lt;br /&gt;i miss D! [: ( i''m nice)&lt;br /&gt;i miss OLDMAN!&lt;br /&gt;i miss 4d2!&lt;br /&gt;i miss the FUN I HAD!&lt;br /&gt;i miss getting siao tgt with my friends!&lt;br /&gt;i miss lefties!&lt;br /&gt;i miss EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7600612861194340976-7258334175514260936?l=the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/feeds/7258334175514260936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7600612861194340976&amp;postID=7258334175514260936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7258334175514260936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7600612861194340976/posts/default/7258334175514260936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-lastsaccharinesong.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-practically-everyone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACEEEEEE[:</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
