<?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-5357809444109118469</id><updated>2011-10-08T13:39:48.477+08:00</updated><category term='G.Them'/><category term='Outs.'/><category term='D. ♥'/><category term='Church.'/><category term='Stories.'/><category term='Water.'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Exam.'/><category term='Studies.'/><category term='Moon.'/><category term='Nails.'/><category term='Back.'/><category term='Holidays.'/><category term='LOVES.'/><category term='Past.'/><category term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>I Go By The Name Of Sarah Jane. :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>199</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4396299252090302353</id><published>2011-06-09T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T17:25:59.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><title type='text'>That's The Way I Love You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2BcDrdrPGg/TfCPAj9GxfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/YyFRpXyYKpU/s1600/_DSC0479.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2BcDrdrPGg/TfCPAj9GxfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/YyFRpXyYKpU/s320/_DSC0479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616145975145317874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;OMG. Saw my latest post and that was like 2 months ago. :) Have been busy with studies and stuff so couldn't blog. Plus, I have moved my computer out of my room so now I have no privacy which makes me have no mood to blog as well. And, computer's been being a bitch. I don't know what to talk about so I guess this is where I stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Holiday for 2 weeks and nothing exciting happened so far. Left 2 more days to enjoy and I'll have to go back to school. That STINKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;OH, I have braces now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Turquoise colour. Which so far two people thought it was green. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;And, this might be my last post once again for a very very very long time. Hopefully not though. If it's not, I'll post about my Confirmation which is going to happen in two weeks time. OMG, so excited. NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;TTYS.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt; &lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-4396299252090302353?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4396299252090302353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-way-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4396299252090302353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4396299252090302353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/06/thats-way-i-love-you.html' title='That&apos;s The Way I Love You.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2BcDrdrPGg/TfCPAj9GxfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/YyFRpXyYKpU/s72-c/_DSC0479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6915636747314286054</id><published>2011-03-16T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:14:58.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICantBreathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OMG!&lt;b&gt; BIGBANG&lt;/b&gt; IS COMING TO TOWN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;TAEYANGTAEYANGTAEYANG. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6915636747314286054?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6915636747314286054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/03/icantbreathe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6915636747314286054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6915636747314286054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/03/icantbreathe.html' title='ICantBreathe.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7509048832846385527</id><published>2011-02-11T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:20:16.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><title type='text'>Burps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TVTkMeovsWI/AAAAAAAAA0U/CpYe_1w_7Ww/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TVTkMeovsWI/AAAAAAAAA0U/CpYe_1w_7Ww/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572329541997670754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ignore the title of the day, I just burped while thinking of a title. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So, I've been hiatus for quite some time so I guess it's time to update a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Firstly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;, y'all! Still not late eh? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This year has been a quiet CNY since most of my cousins has left Malaysia so not many money to win. HAHA.Have not played my mahjong yet since I was too busy playing Blackjack, Ngau and In Between. I've lost a lot of money due to In Between. Kena tiang twice! Darn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I think I've lost my sense of blogging. LOL. I've got nothing to tell and nothing to type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh, I'm too excited for something which I would love to tell y'all about but let's just keep it as a surprise for now. Stay alert for I might just tell anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got hone around 12 something this morning and then went over to my neighbor's place to see the fireworks for the Sky God, or something like that. It's for the Hokkiens so I'm not so sure about it. And yes, I did not go to school today. Woke up at 10am which obviously no time for me to go to school already. ON PURPOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mom's calling me to do something. TATAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-7509048832846385527?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7509048832846385527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/02/burps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7509048832846385527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7509048832846385527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/02/burps.html' title='Burps.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TVTkMeovsWI/AAAAAAAAA0U/CpYe_1w_7Ww/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1894584578614238655</id><published>2011-01-23T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:08:01.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><title type='text'>I'm Stronger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TTvLXC_yQmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/M3-AkP_EtXA/s1600/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TTvLXC_yQmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/M3-AkP_EtXA/s320/29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565265361348215394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Yo! So, I know that I've been missing in action for the fast few weeks so now I'm back! YAYY. Lol. Well, that doesn't mean that I'll be able to update every week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I've been pretty busy this few weeks. Last week so emo cause having PMS. Sue Ann came over to my house last Saturday to help me on the class deco's but we couldn't do much since I was having freakishly painful cramps. I was practically walking and moving around to forget about the pain so we couldn't do the job on time. But lucky thing we didn't do much cause the time table has changed. If I was done with it, I would have to make another one. Smart right me? ;) HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got a purple necklace from Nicole Levins, my twin. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Love you, my babe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got selected to be the representative for the girls in my class and since the class in the year before mine selected the girl as the president, this year teacher decided to choose the guy, Dillon(guys representative) as the president. So I'm the Vice President. And Nicole is the Treasurer. Haha. We are having a competition on clothing design. So the best design will get to publish their shirt for the whole class to wear. Hopefully my group(me, Nicole, Hazel and Natasha), will come up with the greatest t-shirt design. YIPPEE. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Oh well, I have to start cleaning up my room. It's a mess. Time to clean. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1894584578614238655?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1894584578614238655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-stronger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1894584578614238655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1894584578614238655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-stronger.html' title='I&apos;m Stronger.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TTvLXC_yQmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/M3-AkP_EtXA/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-2170035929476488291</id><published>2011-01-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T19:52:15.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm On Top Of The World!</title><content type='html'>Currently in KL Convention Centre. No, not because of the Education Fair which has been happening since yesterday. I'm here for my parents best friend's son's wedding dinner. Confused? Nevermind. I'm just posting this cause I'm bored. :) Something to accompany me at all bored times. Argh, headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lazy side of me is coming back. Correction, it's back already. My second week of school tomorrow and yet, I'm already lazy to do my homeworks. HAH! Somebody HELP ME. Lol. I prefer doing my editorial board works than studying. It's just way more fun. DUH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've got nothing else to say. Toodles lovebirds! ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-2170035929476488291?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/2170035929476488291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-on-top-of-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2170035929476488291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2170035929476488291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-on-top-of-world.html' title='I&apos;m On Top Of The World!'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7336151708967079963</id><published>2011-01-07T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:11:51.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><title type='text'>Week One With A Breeze?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TScUlM5gtQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/urdh4U2kX-w/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TScUlM5gtQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/urdh4U2kX-w/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559434894362326274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm finally done with week one since school reopened. Can't exactly say that it went well with a breeze since I've been busy busy busy doing editorial board work. But still, I had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DAY 1 - MONDAY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;New start. First day of school. Got a present from Shaheen. First day of Physics tuition. Nice to see that Mr Lee has redecorated the class. It feels great to study now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DAY 2 - TUESDAY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rhenusha gave me a present. 4 period no teacher entered. Went to the Editorial Board room to hand out the Suria magazines. Boy, I can feel some muscles now. LOL. Went for Chemistry tuition at 3pm followed by Biology at 4.45pm. TIRING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 3 - WEDNESDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Once again, no teacher for 4 periods. Back to work at the E.B. room. Got another present from Jyn Harn. Additional Maths at night. Totally forgotten a lot of things. While Sue Ann was cursing about the chickens, I was cursing about ADD MATHS. Great, isn't it? :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;DAY 4 - THURSDAY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Came to school and sees a present from me from Jeremie. Suddenly I remembered that it was his birthday the day before and I've been too busy that I forgotten even though I was looking forward to it on Monday. Sigh, what a friend I am right? No teacher AGAIN. It's like our class has been cursed since last year. Other classes will be busy studying yet our class are busy playing. Work in the E.B. room never ends. Add Maths tuition was cancelled. So all left was just Physics tuition at night. Feeling sick the whole night. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAY 5 - FRIDAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Last day of the week for school. No studies at all. GOOD yet BADDDD. WORK WORK WORK. Thanks to Editorial Board, I have to exercise. Never in my life do I remember walking so much in a day. And yet, I've been doing that for 4 days already. 3 new members joined. Including Amelia. HAHA, more fun this year I guess. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That's all I can say for now. Till then. It's just so hard to post something now that my computer is outside. NO PRIVACY. :( Oh well, it&lt;i&gt; was&lt;/i&gt; my choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Till then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7336151708967079963?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7336151708967079963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-one-with-breeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7336151708967079963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7336151708967079963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/week-one-with-breeze.html' title='Week One With A Breeze?'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TScUlM5gtQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/urdh4U2kX-w/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6472068512726179903</id><published>2011-01-02T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:19:10.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><title type='text'>A Splendid New Year. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TSAwTOyekhI/AAAAAAAAAz4/OoukxnRecT0/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TSAwTOyekhI/AAAAAAAAAz4/OoukxnRecT0/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557495047120654866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Spent my &lt;b&gt;last day of 2010 and first day of 2011&lt;/b&gt; with my cousins. Last Thursday, my aunt picked me up after work and I stayed over at her place. Helped my godmother to b&lt;b&gt;ake cupcakes and bread&lt;/b&gt;. FUN! On Friday, we headed to Debra's place for &lt;b&gt;New Year's Day celebration&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sis, Debra and Denise went to &lt;b&gt;The Curve&lt;/b&gt; for the countdown while I played &lt;b&gt;Tap Tap Revenge 4&lt;/b&gt; with Natasha on the iPad. Boy, was it fun. Derek left a while later to his friend's house for sleepover. At 12am, we all went downstairs to see the&lt;b&gt; fireworks&lt;/b&gt;. And, to &lt;b&gt;sing a birthday song&lt;/b&gt; for my aunt. It was her birthday. Yes, on New Year's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ate our &lt;b&gt;first meal&lt;/b&gt; in the year 2011 at 1am. Then watched &lt;b&gt;Change&lt;/b&gt; on TV channel 393 with my cousins. FUNNY. We were wondering whether they were a guy or a girl. Turns out, the female which we thought was a male, is a female. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sleepover at Debra's place. I slept with Natasha at Derek's room while Debra, Sis, and Denise slept at Debra's room. Woke up by Danielle's &lt;b&gt;loud voice &lt;/b&gt;at 11am. Then played Tap Tap again using the iPod Touch. Then, using the iPad. The iPad is way nicer to play with since it's bigger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First meal since we woke up was at 3pm. We were all &lt;b&gt;starving&lt;/b&gt;. HAHAHA. Played &lt;b&gt;Mahjong&lt;/b&gt; with sis and Debra at night. The last time I played was Chinese New Year last year. &lt;b&gt;Won&lt;/b&gt; during the first game. &lt;b&gt;Confidence increased&lt;/b&gt;. :) Came back at 12am this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We all &lt;b&gt;woke up late&lt;/b&gt; for mass so we'll have to go later in the evening. And, I &lt;b&gt;missed my first day of sunday class.&lt;/b&gt; :D I've cut my nails and now it's extremely &lt;b&gt;short and retarted.&lt;/b&gt; :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Alright then, that was how I started my 2011 and ended my 2010. I am &lt;b&gt;not aware &lt;/b&gt;when will the next time I'll &lt;b&gt;blog again &lt;/b&gt;because I've made a decision to &lt;b&gt;take out my computer&lt;/b&gt; from my room and out to the living hall &lt;b&gt;till my SPM is over.&lt;/b&gt; I have to really study now. Hopefully. Oh well, I made the decision out of long time thinking. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Till then. Oh and, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xx's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6472068512726179903?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6472068512726179903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/splendid-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6472068512726179903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6472068512726179903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2011/01/splendid-new-year.html' title='A Splendid New Year. :)'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TSAwTOyekhI/AAAAAAAAAz4/OoukxnRecT0/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6388404429402334000</id><published>2010-12-28T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:37:11.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories.'/><title type='text'>Sloe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I wanted to post about iPhones or Blackberry better but I'm just too lazy to think and type such a long post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Conclusion; &lt;b&gt;Blackberry is better&lt;/b&gt;. Like DUH. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Why?&lt;/b&gt; One of the main reasons, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I can use the Blackberry all day long and yet, the percentage of the battery used is only half gone. Where as, when I use the iPhone, not even a whole day gone, I'll have to charge it's battery at least twice or more. Why? Cause the games in the phone consumes a lot a lot of power. Even though iPhone looks more chun and touch screen, I still prefer Blackberry. Well, now with Blackberry Torch out, it's even better. Touch screen as well. YIPPEE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyways. I forgot what else I wanted to say. Is there a disease for those who knows what they want to type in their blog but then forgets when they signs in? LOL. I keep forgetting. Stress, I guess. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6388404429402334000?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6388404429402334000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/sloe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6388404429402334000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6388404429402334000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/sloe.html' title='Sloe.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1408687740405856139</id><published>2010-12-27T00:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T00:39:46.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.Them'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>I've Realized.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TRdqvymX1rI/AAAAAAAAAzw/b_QXdwf__F4/s1600/Outs%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TRdqvymX1rI/AAAAAAAAAzw/b_QXdwf__F4/s320/Outs%2B023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555026034653910706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since many yet little things has happened during this few days, I shall just simplify everything and make it as simple as ABC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21st Dec &lt;/b&gt;- It was my birthday and since my family are all to bust to even remember, I went out with two wonderful people. My Add Maths teacher and my classmate/tuition mate. Went to SS2 for breakfast then 1 Utama to shop and before coming home, we stopped by at Tutti Frutti for my birthday cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22nd Dec &lt;/b&gt;- It was Tang Yuan Festival. Went to my grandmother's house for dinner. LOADS OF FOOD. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23nd Dec&lt;/b&gt; - Hazel called me out to JJ for a belated birthday. Surprisingly, they even bought a cake for me. Never thought I'll be getting on. Had fun playing at the arcade with Natasha; racing, air hockey and drums. Watched Gulliver's Travel with Hazel, Natasha and Kishen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24th Dec &lt;/b&gt;- Shopping for my Christmas outfit at the eleventh hour at Empire Gallery. GASP. Finally found it at Aeon, Bukit Tinggi. Christmas eve dinner at a Japanese Restaurant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25th Dec &lt;/b&gt;- It's Christmas! What did we do? The same thing you'll do. Went to church in the morning. There were kids at age range 10-14 years begging for money. A girl banged my mum then open her hand and stares. Seriously, that's how you ask for money?! Gives the &lt;b&gt;bitchy unfriendly stare&lt;/b&gt; and didn't even say thank you after we gave her money. WTH. Breakfast, dim sum. Small party in the house. Dinner at the same Jap. Restaurant as the day before with cousin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;26th Dec&lt;/b&gt; - Church once more. Sleeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;27th Dec &lt;/b&gt;- It starts now. Dad's birthday! Wished at 12am. See, if it wasn't for me, no one else would remember. Haagen Dazs later. Now, sleep! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Out of no where, I thought of you and I finally realized that you are the one. But it's too late now. You are just too far away and you're no where to be found. I regret not telling you. IMY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1408687740405856139?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1408687740405856139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/ive-realized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1408687740405856139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1408687740405856139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/ive-realized.html' title='I&apos;ve Realized.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TRdqvymX1rI/AAAAAAAAAzw/b_QXdwf__F4/s72-c/Outs%2B023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3736349056748806794</id><published>2010-12-21T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:10:13.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>Last Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TRCmMz_YN_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/cqEKqksXVWg/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TRCmMz_YN_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/cqEKqksXVWg/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553121079592499186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been out since morning till evening with Sue Ann and Alice. Had a wonderful time today. Went to SS2 for brunch then 1 Utama then Chi Liung Tutti Frutti for my birthday cake. And, I got candy from Sticky. Was looking forward to making a customize candy but it costs RM730. Sibeh expensive.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Oh, my dad is back! I wonder what's the surprise. HEHEH. Shall update all about my day later. TTYL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3736349056748806794?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3736349056748806794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3736349056748806794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3736349056748806794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-christmas.html' title='Last Christmas.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TRCmMz_YN_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/cqEKqksXVWg/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5143437617003203531</id><published>2010-12-20T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T21:29:14.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>A Day To Come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.coolfreeimages.net/images/happy_birthday_07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Today is the 20th December. Which means tomorrow will be the 21st. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;LIKE DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Well, it was supposed to mean that tomorrow is my BIRTHDAY. Yet, I'm just not feeling it right. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5143437617003203531?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5143437617003203531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5143437617003203531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5143437617003203531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-to-come.html' title='A Day To Come.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8412611333041685993</id><published>2010-12-19T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T21:59:48.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><title type='text'>Jingle Bells.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQ4Pke9XZZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/dxtS4Ek0vTg/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQ4Pke9XZZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/dxtS4Ek0vTg/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552392510054557074" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In a while more, my house will be flooded by STRANGERS. And those strangers will be singing. Carolers. I wonder what time will they be coming. I'm feeling sleepy. I was told that they might be coming by 11pm. Imagine everyone fell asleep waiting. Then no one to open the door for them. MUAHAHAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="primary-column" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 30px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; float: left; width: 640px; "&gt;&lt;div id="photo" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; position: relative; width: 640px; "&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;_______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;I've been polishing the tables and chairs and floor this afternoon. I splashed a little polish paint on my leg. Now it's so SHINY. Haha. Tiring yet nice to see it so nice once it's done. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;Went to JJ at around 3pm earlier. So crowded. WA LAU EH. Saw weird people, funny people, okay people. WTH am I talking about? I'm talking nonsense here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;To stop this shit, BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo-div" style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-8412611333041685993?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8412611333041685993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-bells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8412611333041685993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8412611333041685993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/jingle-bells.html' title='Jingle Bells.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQ4Pke9XZZI/AAAAAAAAAzM/dxtS4Ek0vTg/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-2442872553146202155</id><published>2010-12-18T18:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:27:31.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>I Close My Eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyIDXesCHI/AAAAAAAAAys/skhXzv_mJoU/s320/Dec%2B15%2B053.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551962032064694386" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My dad came back with a box which he got from someone after donating some money or something like that. In it, there were chocolates and two keychains. One of them is the Christmas bear you see in the picture above and the other is a heart shaped keychain. Cute eh? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyIDkStOkI/AAAAAAAAAy0/rSetRd5EbKc/s320/Dec%2B15%2B043.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551962035504101954" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Had buffet lunch at Xenri with aunts. I'm so full even though I did not eat so much. The food there are nice. YUMM:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Got 2 angpaus from grandma and godma for as my Early Birthday gift. They normally get me Angpaus instead of thing. Which I prefer since I might not like the gift the buy and I can use the money to buy whatever I like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Let me tell you something funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Otw to my aunts place, just me and my mum, the radio was on Hitz.Fm and the song Pray by Justin Bieber was playing. Suddenly, my mum asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;; Is this Miley Cyrus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;: AHAHA. Justin Bieber, mom. He's a guy btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;; Not Miley Cyrus meh? Miley Cyrus is the one in Hannah Montana right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;: Yes mom. This is by Justin. Not Miley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;; Oh, wow. His voice so nice, so sweet. Must have not gone puberty yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LOL. I always read those groups on Facebook about mothers thinking Justin's song are sung by a girl. Who would have thought that at the end of the day my mom would be one of them. Is he really that gay? HAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-2442872553146202155?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/2442872553146202155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-dad-came-back-with-box-which-he-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2442872553146202155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2442872553146202155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-dad-came-back-with-box-which-he-got.html' title='I Close My Eyes.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyIDXesCHI/AAAAAAAAAys/skhXzv_mJoU/s72-c/Dec%2B15%2B053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-2265201612103785433</id><published>2010-12-17T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T18:05:36.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyGwy5Yf-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kkEEENprDPo/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyGwy5Yf-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kkEEENprDPo/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551960613495275490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;On the 18th of December, we are supposed to head over to I-City for Christmas celebrations and caroling. After confession earlier, I got a message from Sue Ann saying she heard from a BEC member that the plans might be postponed. I asked my sister, she asked her friend who's singing for the opening start and her friend said that the time has been brought forward. Few minutes later, another message came saying that plans have been cancelled. Confused and all, I went on Facebook and saw a message saying it has been cancelled due to unforeseen technical problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So yea, I guess no Christmas celebration this year. :( And since my aunts and cousins all overseas and others going holiday, this year my mum decided not to have party. So, I guess it's just my family in Malaysia this year celebrating Christmas all alone. BORING. Parent's planning for us to celebrate at PD since it's just us family around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyway, I still haven't gotten any new clothes for Christmas. SHOPPING is the last thing I want to do but I think now, I HAVE TO DO. :/  I'm now feeling tired. Maybe play a game before I sleep. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-2265201612103785433?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/2265201612103785433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2265201612103785433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2265201612103785433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyGwy5Yf-I/AAAAAAAAAyk/kkEEENprDPo/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7518764471898409853</id><published>2010-12-17T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T18:01:54.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQt3wYXxiXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/jZJ1XjdJg1o/s1600/skypeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQt3wYXxiXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/jZJ1XjdJg1o/s320/skypeee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551662638723860850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's how me and my sister communicate. No, not because we live far far away. We actually live in the same house, and her room is just about 15 steps away. We find communicating through the net more fun and less quarrellings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyF1GQlRnI/AAAAAAAAAyU/MfvQtj6HPXI/s320/Dec%2B15%2B051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551959587900704370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;This is the Sweet Bubble which I was telling my sister about on Skype. Now it feels so skinny. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQyF1cZqJ9I/AAAAAAAAAyc/k_XU9MDbp1w/s320/Dec%2B15%2B048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551959593844352978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;See the water coming out. Through the side of its ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Anyway, I forgotten what I wanted to blog about. So, I guess this is goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-7518764471898409853?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7518764471898409853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/skype.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7518764471898409853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7518764471898409853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/skype.html' title='Skype.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQt3wYXxiXI/AAAAAAAAAyE/jZJ1XjdJg1o/s72-c/skypeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8135383121203516770</id><published>2010-12-17T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:58:31.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Never Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQsjgQrXtBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/EYFbD85aF_c/s1600/Dec%2B14%2B056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQsjgQrXtBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/EYFbD85aF_c/s320/Dec%2B14%2B056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551570002803930130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Good evening folks. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Surprisingly today I woke up at 12.05 PM. So basically, I've slept for more than 13 hours. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;When my sister finishes her work later at 6.30pm, we'll be going to church for confession. OMG. Back to all of the questions. How to say. What to do. I think I'm going to faint. Yes, I'm that predictable. So, seriously, I have a bad memory and I only do this once a year except this year, I've already done once during Confirmation Camp 1. So tonight will be the second time this year. Too bad Father Amala has gone to the Old Folks Home dy, or else I think it will go smoothly. Hopefully I won't get the same priest from last year. He's fierce. Especially the fact that I don't know my Acts Of Contrition. Is that even what they call it? Hmm. And the worst part is that this year my dad will be going after work, not with us. Normally he will tell me what to do before going. SIGH. Let there be luc. WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Going for a Japanese Buffet tomorrow with my mom and aunts. Meeting them there. I think it's called Zenmai. Something like that la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Played a game of badminton using tennis ball since we don't have a shuttlecock with my brother. Well, he's the only one at home and he made me play with him. So badminton + tennis = BADTENNIS. (bro's idea.) I prefer BADTENTON. Sounds so much cooler right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Alright, just to keep you updated. So long, suckers! Just kidding, don't take it personally. Oh, take it very personally. LOL. Got that from a show. A gay man said. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-8135383121203516770?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8135383121203516770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/never-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8135383121203516770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8135383121203516770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/never-again.html' title='Never Again.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQsjgQrXtBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/EYFbD85aF_c/s72-c/Dec%2B14%2B056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-9222024291072585838</id><published>2010-12-15T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T23:09:23.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Love Is Ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQjWoy6MnhI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qrTQaWV4-ik/s1600/Dec%2B2010%2B102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQjWoy6MnhI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qrTQaWV4-ik/s320/Dec%2B2010%2B102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550922537083117074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Was at Sue Ann's house till 4.30pm earlier. We ordered Domino's delivery for lunch which came at 11.30am just like they promised. YUMM. Watched Ghost of Girlfriend Past while playing The Game Of Life. And also My Sister's Keeper. Touching story. And funny the part where the sick girl slept with the sick quite hot dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ME; Eww, the girl is like so young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;SUEANN; So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ME; So, the guy is like so OLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;SUEANN; They're both gonna die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ME; .__. Damn evil la you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And she kept saying they are going to die anyway the whole time. LOL. Slept for a while during the Are You Smarter That A Fifth Grader show. It was too boring and disturbing. The blonde is sure dumb. HAHA. But still, she sure is smarter than the next contestant, a MAN. LOSER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyway, my tummy isn't feeling right. Guess it was because of too much Pizza and the lying on the floor behavior today. Sigh. Feels like the moon is coming. Maybe that's why. My mood has been down as well lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me, tired. Woke up early today due to unexpected screams. SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-9222024291072585838?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/9222024291072585838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-is-ouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/9222024291072585838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/9222024291072585838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-is-ouch.html' title='Love Is Ouch.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQjWoy6MnhI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qrTQaWV4-ik/s72-c/Dec%2B2010%2B102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5203728270085506768</id><published>2010-12-14T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T16:45:29.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Even If I Die, I Can't Send You Away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQeVjIcgw3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/nreQ_SzSKwM/s1600/Dec%2B2010%2B091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQeVjIcgw3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/nreQ_SzSKwM/s320/Dec%2B2010%2B091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550569496552457074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I went to The Curve and Ikea today with my mom and Sue Ann. Tiring, slept the whole way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, this post is going to be simple and straight to the point. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm going to Sue Ann's house tomorrow morning and meeting Adeline there as well. Hanging out, girls stuff. AHAHA. Girls stuff. Pftt. Before that, my mom is going to make me take my report card at the office before going to Sue Ann's house. DARN IT. Sigh. Lucky thing I'll be going to Sue Ann's place. Less nagging to hear from my mom. HAHA. Well, I can already imagine my report card. PHAIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aites, I'm tired and it's midnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5203728270085506768?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5203728270085506768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/even-if-i-die-i-cant-send-you-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5203728270085506768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5203728270085506768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/even-if-i-die-i-cant-send-you-away.html' title='Even If I Die, I Can&apos;t Send You Away.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQeVjIcgw3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/nreQ_SzSKwM/s72-c/Dec%2B2010%2B091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1301845243119336371</id><published>2010-12-13T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:49:07.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><title type='text'>Why Are You Being Like This.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I've uploaded the pictures during the visit to the Leprosy Home already. And also, I hereby post some of the pictures here. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzpx6K5PI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ckOxtoroWB0/s320/IMGP4382.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180383645689074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Meet Natasha Valerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzqQQM4vI/AAAAAAAAAwk/imezfcPgs_A/s320/IMGP4384.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180391791158002" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Gerard, POSER. And yes, this was taken on the highway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzqnDfTaI/AAAAAAAAAws/0Y2PS0630jA/s320/IMGP4404.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180397911854498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We are not taking a jumpshot. We are hiding from the sun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzrMe5ByI/AAAAAAAAAw0/PklAoV-KZfM/s320/IMGP4414.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180407958898466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This small boy so cute but not friendly. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzrQbwr9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/kieqNzW64T4/s1600/IMGP4419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzrQbwr9I/AAAAAAAAAw8/kieqNzW64T4/s320/IMGP4419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180409019510738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;One of the lepers playing with the tamborine. So excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQY2FUnKcbI/AAAAAAAAAxE/RBmaZtpM5k8/s320/IMGP4423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550183055840932274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQY2Fmw_U8I/AAAAAAAAAxM/PZBtoK2E2Yg/s320/IMGP4424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550183060713984962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Form 4 Confirmant's that attended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQY2Ge9-OjI/AAAAAAAAAxc/PlnqGIujHS4/s320/IMGP4446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550183075800824370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQY2F3iNilI/AAAAAAAAAxU/BGHTAh_yE-A/s320/IMGP4427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550183065215404626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQY2Gpf8A0I/AAAAAAAAAxk/WkpnIz5dM4M/s320/IMGP4448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550183078627640130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Leo, always like to snap sideways. Why, I have no idea. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;That is all of the pictures I post. Others, go check my Facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQY2FUnKcbI/AAAAAAAAAxE/RBmaZtpM5k8/s1600/IMGP4423.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1301845243119336371?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1301845243119336371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-are-you-being-like-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1301845243119336371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1301845243119336371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-are-you-being-like-this.html' title='Why Are You Being Like This.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQYzpx6K5PI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ckOxtoroWB0/s72-c/IMGP4382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4950483586932353536</id><published>2010-12-12T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:49:49.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><title type='text'>Leprosy Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQTjzR0bRPI/AAAAAAAAAwU/X0nSkbPpVhQ/s1600/IMGP4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQTjzR0bRPI/AAAAAAAAAwU/X0nSkbPpVhQ/s320/IMGP4291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549811110923420914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Am back from the Leprosy home at Sungai Buloh. Shed a tear while singing a Christmas song cause I was looking at one of the lepers crying when we were singing to him. So sad la to see them like that. There were 2 other different wads as well. The Tibi patients and Aids. We were not allowed to enter Tibi wad though, only Aids but I did not enter the Aids wad since I was afraid that I would get infected. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Did not take much pictures though. Camera was with Clayton most of the time and I was not with him. So couldn't snap. We had 11 of us from Form 4 English group all in one, VAN. Yes, van. Not bus. So we had to squeeze. Clayton was lucky because he got to sit in front the whole trip. Gerard kept moving around because he came late so he had to sit on the van's leg area (what do you call that?) and his leg are long so he would get out of the van whenever it stops for a while for directions from the other drivers who tagged along. Yea, the man who was driving us did not know the way. Sad right? Haha. But still, we had fun. Going back, it was just too tight and I wanted the air cond which was on top so I sat on Gerard's lap (no worries, not censored. HAHA) while Leo, who was practically fighting with me for the air-cond the whole way back, sat on Christoper's lap. Who would have thought that that guy would be such a camwhore. Haha. Shall post pics soon, I hope. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The guys have decided that their daughter will be bald when the grow old cause I kept on swinging my sharp hair at their face. On purpose, of course. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When we got back to church, Uncle Bobby brought me, Leo, Clayton, Natasha, Raphael, Cathrine and one more guy whose name I do not know to Bayu Perdana for Bah Kut Teh. There, we meet my sister, Clayton's sister and the others. 6 people at the back sit. Can you believe it? I sat on Cathrine's lap, Natasha on Clayton's and Leo on the guy whose name I don't know. Haha. Coincidence our brothers and sisters are all the same age so that's why we were together till lunch. Natasha came along because she was following Leo back, not because she has an elder brother or sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aite, I'm tired. Been up the whole day since 6.30am. Tired tired tired. Nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Feliz-Na-Be-Dat. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;xx's.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4950483586932353536?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4950483586932353536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/leprosy-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4950483586932353536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4950483586932353536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/leprosy-home.html' title='Leprosy Home.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TQTjzR0bRPI/AAAAAAAAAwU/X0nSkbPpVhQ/s72-c/IMGP4291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-453057374048044182</id><published>2010-12-09T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:50:17.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>I'm In A Good Mood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yeap, the title says it all. I am in a good mood. Why? Because I have been worrying about having no friend to teman me to the Annual Visit to the Leprosy Home. Finally, Jeremie has agreed to go. My hard work has finally paid off. Haha. As usual. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, I have to get up early tomorrow and get myself ready for Hazel's birthday party at JJ tomorrow. Oh well. Wonder who is going to be there. I am only aware of Natasha and obviously, Hazel's boyfriend. Anyone I'm awesomely close with? Haha. Just had to add the awesomely in. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I've been watching My Girlfriend Is A Nine-Tailed Fox since last night. However, I can't seem to get the whole episode without missing some. :( Ah, I wish to meet Kim Hyun Joong the next time he's here. *finger's crossed.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Off to bed now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;xx's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-453057374048044182?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/453057374048044182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-in-good-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/453057374048044182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/453057374048044182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-in-good-mood.html' title='I&apos;m In A Good Mood.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7136677692386691184</id><published>2010-12-07T21:41:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T22:38:00.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><title type='text'>Forget You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyeo! I'm back from PENANG. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I did not take many pictures this time though since I often go to Penang (once or twice a year) so this time I was bored. Nothng much to talk about it as well. Pictures, some, soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now, the pictures during Confirmation Camp 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;P/S; The pictures aren't according to the time taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP47SLyWojI/AAAAAAAAAtM/fO83nIt_ag4/s320/cats.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547936974554702386" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP47SW7PV6I/AAAAAAAAAtU/H4VOxsZEHcs/s320/s.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547936977544763298" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP479enR9aI/AAAAAAAAAtk/eofWYoXIOlY/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP479enR9aI/AAAAAAAAAtk/eofWYoXIOlY/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547937718342907298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4789wvdCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/etJ2DGur76k/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4789wvdCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/etJ2DGur76k/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547937709524218914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4789wvdCI/AAAAAAAAAtc/etJ2DGur76k/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nicole, my other half. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP48oDRH8iI/AAAAAAAAAts/4xFfU5d9SQQ/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547938449736593954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP48otzCQtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/z5zwrsksbtQ/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP48otzCQtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/z5zwrsksbtQ/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547938461153116882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP48otzCQtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/z5zwrsksbtQ/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP49z-U64-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/66hEkD68qDk/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP49z-U64-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/66hEkD68qDk/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547939754080396258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP49zeVK0xI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qKm_9tAgKkA/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP49zeVK0xI/AAAAAAAAAt8/qKm_9tAgKkA/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547939745491505938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4_GTIbiyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Cn4kTCKzfa8/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4_GTIbiyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Cn4kTCKzfa8/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547941168414427938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4_F2IphuI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Z_WpG3PqADQ/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4_F2IphuI/AAAAAAAAAuM/Z_WpG3PqADQ/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547941160630716130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5AvvWL3jI/AAAAAAAAAus/8CnOPqcmim4/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5AvvWL3jI/AAAAAAAAAus/8CnOPqcmim4/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547942979874577970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5AvH5ryrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/AxksanKCMEA/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5AvH5ryrI/AAAAAAAAAuk/AxksanKCMEA/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547942969286052530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4_ljDSYSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/eLxsnFyEyGQ/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP4_ljDSYSI/AAAAAAAAAuc/eLxsnFyEyGQ/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547941705263767842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Jeremie, my gay friend. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5B27nBZrI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OfWpe-K04eo/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5B27nBZrI/AAAAAAAAAu8/OfWpe-K04eo/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547944202937132722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5B2jBG0nI/AAAAAAAAAu0/e6z6yWTC13s/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5B2jBG0nI/AAAAAAAAAu0/e6z6yWTC13s/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547944196335653490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5EU_CF6EI/AAAAAAAAAv8/hnUyTyvZ3xU/s1600/s.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5EU_CF6EI/AAAAAAAAAv8/hnUyTyvZ3xU/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547946918275311682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gerard, a real gay. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5EUj6NZ-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/DK1riw_r0Jo/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5DxsY6XWI/AAAAAAAAAvs/9oT6X9bZFe0/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547946311975329122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5EUj6NZ-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/DK1riw_r0Jo/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5EUj6NZ-I/AAAAAAAAAv0/DK1riw_r0Jo/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547946910994491362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5DxayHr5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fngsRwTZuGY/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5DxayHr5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fngsRwTZuGY/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Clayton says I look cheeky in this picture. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5DxayHr5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fngsRwTZuGY/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5DxayHr5I/AAAAAAAAAvk/fngsRwTZuGY/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547946307249221522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5C85gB_jI/AAAAAAAAAvc/N3ZglG4IGsQ/s1600/s.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5C85gB_jI/AAAAAAAAAvc/N3ZglG4IGsQ/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547945404961783346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5C8TY9DxI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YNIuWQF6hc4/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5C8TY9DxI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YNIuWQF6hc4/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547945394731552530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5CZepJkAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/fXrepwNPsI8/s1600/s.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5CZepJkAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/fXrepwNPsI8/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547944796456849410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5CY-6BxUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/AnMv-LHJJPU/s1600/cats.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5CY-6BxUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/AnMv-LHJJPU/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547944787937707330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP5FWm6zedI/AAAAAAAAAwE/jxanJC43OIE/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547948045673658834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;That is it for now. Other pictures have not been uploaded yet. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xx's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7136677692386691184?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7136677692386691184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/forget-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7136677692386691184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7136677692386691184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/forget-you.html' title='Forget You.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TP47SLyWojI/AAAAAAAAAtM/fO83nIt_ag4/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7700306352288746245</id><published>2010-12-05T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:13:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala Land.</title><content type='html'>Anyeo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished lunch at Rawang R&amp;R not long ago. Next stop before finally reaching Penang is Bukit Gantang. What to do for now? Facebook, done. Twitter, done. Now blog, going to be done. Mom and sister are playing some kind of Jewel game on the iPhone. I guess iPhone isn't so good afterall since the signal isn't strong unlike Blackberry. Why I say so? I am able to update my Twitter using Blackberry however sister can't update hers using iPhone due to no signal. Haha. I'm awesome! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7700306352288746245?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7700306352288746245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/lala-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7700306352288746245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7700306352288746245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/lala-land.html' title='Lala Land.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3083051888965849645</id><published>2010-12-04T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:50:16.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>Try Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://site.jkdjewelry.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/sad-face04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That is what I am currently doing right now, in my heart. It is broken. I am sreaming silently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why? Because I just found out from my friend that Kim Hyun Joong was at Pavillion earlier. Then she gave me the link to prove that he will be there. And then it occurred to me, I've read somewhere that he would be there. It is true. Then why the heck did I forget? :'(  I guess it was because I did not like him yet so his appearance to me wasn't important but yet now, my heart broke. I feel dead. I'm upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I&lt;b&gt; WILL&lt;/b&gt; MEET YOU ONE DAY, KIM HYUN JOONG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I'm going through depression because of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TPpFouGPDtI/AAAAAAAAAtE/GAAucEMsDB8/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546822456931454674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love his smile. Cheeky look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;chin-cha-chin-cha chuahe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3083051888965849645?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3083051888965849645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/try-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3083051888965849645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3083051888965849645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/try-again.html' title='Try Again.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TPpFouGPDtI/AAAAAAAAAtE/GAAucEMsDB8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6533697617401988951</id><published>2010-12-04T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:21:09.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>Crazy For You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.88news.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Kim-Hyun-Joong-diagnosed-with-swine-flu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I've found my new love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh yea, it's Kim Hyun Joong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've found him hot since the first time I've seen his face on TV. Yet, it never occurred to me that he can be better than Tae Yang. No one can ever replace my Tae Yang. ;) Well, that was before 3 days ago. Now, I think Hyun Joong might be my no.1 instead of Tae Yang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.allkpop.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/20100902_hyunjoong_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Ommo! See the smile on his face? The smile on his face makes my day. Even when he doesn't smile, I am already smiling crazily to myself. Imagine when he smiles, I'm blinded by his shining star. Darn it, I'm being so sentimental. Haha. I'll be smiling from ear to ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Don't worry, Tae Yang, you'll still be my no. 1. Just work hard now to keep your spot. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;saranghae, oppa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6533697617401988951?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6533697617401988951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6533697617401988951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6533697617401988951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-for-you.html' title='Crazy For You.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7907606242767958846</id><published>2010-12-04T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T01:27:27.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Should I Confess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm always having troubles on the title. Always out of ideas on what to put it as. Have I kept you guys too long since the last post when I am supposed to be talking about the camp? I've just been busy and out of words to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today has been an extremely long day, I say. Woke up at 8am then go to tuition from 9am till 11am. Immediately after tuition, MidValley with mom. Dad drop us there since he had to go to the office. It's his off day today but yet, he ended up going to work. Sigh. We did not spend much time at MidValley since we were at The Gardens the most of the time. Damn, I tell you, SHOPPING IS TIRING. And, BORING! I've bought NERDS and Sweet Tarts by Wonka. Can't wait for my sister to come back from Langkawi then I shall open it with her. Came back at around 5pm then I continued watching my Playful Kiss drama on Youtube. The time which I have been waiting for. Yes, I have finally finish watching the show and now I'm watching the Special episodes. Can't get enough of Kim Hyun Joong. Love his smile. So, innocent. :D Left house at 6.50pm to church for some vigil thingy. More than 2 hours of mass. Sat with Hazel and Natasha in front. Seriously so front. But still, it was fun. Better than me alone. Seeing them again next Friday and the Friday after for Hazel's and Kishen's bday. Well, not quite confirm on whether or not I'll be going to Kishen's bday. But still, we'll be meeting every Fridays. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's already 1.30pm. Better go to sleep la. Shall continue on my drama and HOT GUY tomorrow. Heeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7907606242767958846?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7907606242767958846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/should-i-confess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7907606242767958846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7907606242767958846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/12/should-i-confess.html' title='Should I Confess?'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6205837527764831742</id><published>2010-11-28T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:34:05.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><title type='text'>Confirmation Camp 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am back from my confirmation camp! Seriously, this time the camp is AWESOME. Everyone agreed that they did not want to go in the first place, like me, because of reasons like don't wanna see people, etc. I made a lot of new friends and gotten closer with my friends. I have a lot of things to say about the camp but I am extremely tired right now. I have not gotten enough sleep these few days and for dinner with my family, I drank a couple of tins of beer earlier. I am about to knock out soon dy. So, I shall tell everything about the camp soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dentist appointment tomorrow! Can't wait. Idk why, but I just love going to the dental clinic. It's fun!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6205837527764831742?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6205837527764831742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/confirmation-camp-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6205837527764831742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6205837527764831742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/confirmation-camp-2.html' title='Confirmation Camp 2'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6568734159747520423</id><published>2010-11-26T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T13:28:50.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toodles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In about 3 hours time, I am going for a camp just nearby but it's a 3 days 2 nights stay in camp. We are just nearby but we can't go back at night to sleep. Sad right? Get ready to have loads of mosquito bites and more pimples. This week, pimples have been coming out likes it's taking turns. One down, another one pops up. :( I've been getting a sore throat as well. I hate sore throats, they lead to fever. Well, fever is good. No camp. MUAHAHA. I'm having an evil mind. LOL. So, I will be back this Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, and P/S, MISS ME. Miss me very much. HAHA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-6568734159747520423?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6568734159747520423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/toodles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6568734159747520423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6568734159747520423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/toodles.html' title='Toodles.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-2978670714367272001</id><published>2010-11-25T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T22:46:00.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Decided.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The title says it all. I've decided to show my blog to the public, as in no longer private. Well, for now. Now that I am ready to make it public, I have another problem. I can't find the change to public switch or whatever you call it. I've searched at the settings a couple of times and read it all. Maybe it's a sign to not make it public. Oh well. I shall try my luck once more and if this is not working, I'm sorry blog, but we have to hide. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-2978670714367272001?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/2978670714367272001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-decided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2978670714367272001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2978670714367272001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve Decided.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6417973807435108375</id><published>2010-11-23T17:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:53:58.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Things I Do When I'm Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;So, before you see the pictures below, I have to inform you guys that this was taken to snap the new tee for Bri to see and, I was bored so yea, go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEo461dQI/AAAAAAAAAqo/F0rRWXNp8uw/s320/N.%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542669604418319618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEpfakS4I/AAAAAAAAAqw/8ZVF10j6rXU/s320/N.%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542669614751959938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuHBQiUnsI/AAAAAAAAArw/khAJCvYAtBU/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEph0IrfI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tWbX2HLy51k/s1600/N.%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEph0IrfI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tWbX2HLy51k/s320/N.%2B018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542669615396072946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuG-gHK79I/AAAAAAAAArQ/2AxOmQkD0YU/s320/N.%2B040.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542672174739550162" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I guess you can say that I got bored of taking pictures of myself, I started taking pictures of the things I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEqswEKLI/AAAAAAAAArI/8sSKQ3J73PM/s320/N.%2B036.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542669635511658674" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEqNcXQuI/AAAAAAAAArA/Dmhwmnxhg-s/s320/N.%2B032.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542669627107525346" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuG_Ddj0yI/AAAAAAAAArY/CkmpzfLxfQ4/s320/N.%2B042.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542672184228696866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is on the way to OUG. I was alone at the back since sister sat in brother's car or is was just me, mom and dad. But just me behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEph0IrfI/AAAAAAAAAq4/tWbX2HLy51k/s1600/N.%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuG_askcgI/AAAAAAAAArg/BX7vr63L52g/s320/N.%2B081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542672190465667586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was busy playing Swapper on the iPhone 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOu45KSyzaI/AAAAAAAAAr4/55WyheGK920/s320/N.%2B082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542727058564763042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;The sun was shining brightly right at their faces. Lucky thing I chose the right place to sit. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuHBQiUnsI/AAAAAAAAArw/khAJCvYAtBU/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542672222098071234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;My hula hoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Aite, that is all for now. Toodles babes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6417973807435108375?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6417973807435108375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-i-do-when-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6417973807435108375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6417973807435108375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-i-do-when-im-bored.html' title='Things I Do When I&apos;m Bored.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOuEo461dQI/AAAAAAAAAqo/F0rRWXNp8uw/s72-c/N.%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3529136574666694836</id><published>2010-11-22T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:25:29.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>I Have Troubles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOpxRwBIpaI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KriGbHCVh6k/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOpxRwBIpaI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KriGbHCVh6k/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542366841194194338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm thinking about going back to PUBLIC. I am talking about my blog, btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Holiday has been such a bore and this Friday is my 2nd Confirmation Camp. Seriously, my church is the only church I've known that has 4 camps for Confirmation and each camps are 3 days long. My old church is only a one day camp. One day and then BAM! You're confirmed. Then, you can get married dy. Argh, I am so not ready for camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, the pictures taken during the outing with Bri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs606.ash2/155828_455964893830_573193830_5639672_5358106_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I decided to go see Toy City which was BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOp3kw_TrVI/AAAAAAAAAqI/xz6vx-SoztI/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542373764942245202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOpxRwBIpaI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KriGbHCVh6k/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOpxRwBIpaI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KriGbHCVh6k/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs975.snc4/76845_455965193830_573193830_5639681_7298669_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOp4Q1hCUiI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/5tycMRkhFvg/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542374522071700002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got real NERD and decided to play around with the skirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOp5cNRU-NI/AAAAAAAAAqY/lFBA_hotOrA/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542375816938453202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I realized one thing ; Camwhoring using a DSLR is tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOp9M9Rp11I/AAAAAAAAAqg/KwJrLz2wcgk/s320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542379952993326930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We did not snap many pictures since we didn't really have much time. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Going to the gym tomorrow morning. YOGA. Hopefully I won't break any bones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm having trouble deciding what I should put as the title of this post. I shall put 'I HAVE TROUBLES'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next post is also full of pictures which I camwhored yesterday with the new tee which I both with Bri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3529136574666694836?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3529136574666694836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-troubles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3529136574666694836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3529136574666694836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-troubles.html' title='I Have Troubles.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TOpxRwBIpaI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KriGbHCVh6k/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5712946679350338599</id><published>2010-11-17T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:28:26.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><title type='text'>Teddy Bed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I was blog reading at some girl's blog earlier and she posted a picture of her room, before and after look. And then, BAM! Her bed. I have that exact same bed sheet she is using and, I actually currently using it. Like WTH. Someone has the same bed sheet as I. Never knew this would happen right? Well, I guess she must love bears like I do as well. We'll make pretty good friends. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My tummy is bloated to the max. I seriously need to go to the gym to burn all of this extra fats of my tummy or else it will keep getting bigger. GASP. Nooooooo. I shall not let that happen. I was blinded by the chocolate fondue that I could not stop licking the chocolate. YUM. Aite, I have got nothing much to say for now. Just wanted to tell about the same bed sheet. Now that my job here is done, I shall sing goodbye. GOOOODBYEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5712946679350338599?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5712946679350338599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/teddy-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5712946679350338599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5712946679350338599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/teddy-bed.html' title='Teddy Bed.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-435743603537638050</id><published>2010-11-16T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:59:07.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Out with love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you've read the recent post, I am supposed to go shopping at Mid Valley today. And well, I did go to Mid Valley and I did do some shopping. I was shopping with my beloved cousin, Briana, who I have known ever since I was born. The reason why I chose my birth and not hers is because she never knew me since she was born, I was not born yet. Get it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, after lunch at Teppanyaki, we bought the 2.15pm tickets to watch MegaMind. Since we had an hour more till the movie starts, we decided to walk around and shop. We didn't camwhore much though since it was just the 2 of us and most of the shops does not allow cameras. First stop, Pet's Wonderland which I wanted to go to cause no one ever follows me there and I knew she's the right person to go with since she's a animal lover. Before entering, Bri told me that her friends never want to go to the Pet shop with her because she wouldn't get out. And yes, I should had taken her friends advise. She carried the dogs, one by one and then an iguana. Not to forget the kittens. Her shirt was full with dog's fur. I stayed away from her until we went to the toilet and I made sure she washed her hands and face with plenty of soap and cleaned her top. Never have I seen anyone that crazy into animals than her. Just too bad her wish to be a veterinary can come through since she's not in Science stream. After walking every where, she decided to go to F.O.S and we got ourselves a cute tee, both similar ones. Something we've been wanting to do together. JOB ACCOMPLISHED. :) We had 15 minutes left till the movie starts so we hurried to the cinema to buy popcorns. The popcorns wasn't tasty. It felt like it's been there for a long time. Not fresh, not crunchy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and not sweet. Practically TASTELESS. Yes, we did complained but the worker managed to find an excused and we were not in the mood to make a big problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/watch-megamind-online.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the end of the movie, MegaMind turned good and got the girl, Roxane. Happy ending. Out of 10, I give the show a 7.5. I mean the advertisement about the movie was funnier than the real piece. Some parts was just so-so. I was kinda bored, to be exact. After movies, we had Aunty Anne's. Bri ordered sour cream pretzel which I now love and shall order that the next time. Obviously, the lemonade is a MUST. Camwhored a little on the way to her place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've downloaded oovoo because me, sister and her normally Skype and since oovoo allows max 6 people in a webcam convo, we decided to all download that program so that we can webcam all three in one and not just one on one. She promised that she'll come online at 8.30pm but it is already 8.57pm and she's not here yet. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've got nothing else to say now. Pictures, are with Bri. So, till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-435743603537638050?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/435743603537638050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/435743603537638050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/435743603537638050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/out-with-love.html' title='Out with love.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3350747202897324904</id><published>2010-11-15T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:51:42.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Laughter Is The Best Medicine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Editorial board member's Hi-Tea buffet at the Nyonya Kitchen was okay. Since, I'm a newbie, so I hardly know everyone there but still, at the end of the day, it's okay. The Upper 6 were hilarious. Especially Sarah (not me, another Sarah) she laughs like my sister just even funnier. Even a person who is so 'dead', will laugh. Worst than DJ JJ from Hits Fm's laugh. It's just like she's on laughing gas but she's not. It's not your everyday thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Holidays have been such a bore. Hopefully tomorrow it's going to be fun shopping with cousin Bri at M.V. Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyways, the reason for this post is to keep this blog alive. Or else, it's, you know. Now that my blog is now alive, I guess my job here is done. TOODLES, loved one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3350747202897324904?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3350747202897324904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/laughter-is-best-medicine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3350747202897324904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3350747202897324904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter Is The Best Medicine.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3910140826353761518</id><published>2010-11-13T19:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:35:50.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>House Hunting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was a fun day for me. First, me and my family went to KLCC then we separated from 4 into 2 groups; Me and mum &amp;amp; dad and sister. Dad and sister went to the KLCC Convention Centre for the Carrier Day for those taking Bio; Tech, Plant, etc. Me and my mum went to Dunhil because my dad's locks briefcase is broken so we went there to send it for fixing. After putting the bag at Dunhil, we headed to the Convention Centre and on the way, we stopped at Davidoff cause we fell in love with the perfume called Cool Water. It smells so sweet and soothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.perfumezilla.com/images_product/cool-water-wave-perfume-davidoff-eau-toilette-spray-women569985.jpg" alt="Cool Water Wave Perfume By Davidoff 100 Ml Eau De Toilette Spray For Women" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I WANT THAT PERFUME! :) After a boring walk at the Convention Centre, we left and walked around KLCC. After KLCC, we headed to Balakong for lunch. Funny thing, the restoran that we went has their own Facebook group. Crazy right? I mean it's not everytime you see a restoran with a sign 'Join our Facebook group!' and, whoever that made that sign need to improve on their grammar. After lunch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;we went house hunting at Country Heights, Kajang. I love going there to see houses. There was an Open House and coincidentally, the open house starts today! So, we went looking for the house and the house is AWESOME! There's like a guest house, not just a room, a whole house separated with the main house. COOL right? The was a big swimming pool and a jacuzzi and water flowing down from one of the rooms on top. Seriously after seeing that house, no other house could beat it. Each rooms as huge and 2 master-bed rooms and 3 rooms with jacuzzi in the toilet. Price, around 6mil. Close your mouth and clean your saliva cause I know it's dripping after you heard the price right? Haha. But that is not going to stop me from loving and wanting that house. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; we went to my grandmothers' house to collect something and then to Sentosa, my aunts' shop to buy my baking tools and ingredients. She has almost everything you need for baking there. And when I entered the place, hmmmmmm.... the aroma of chocolate chips and cookies. YUM. Then, we headed hoe since we're all exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Going to Nyonya's Kitchen at Bayu Perdana tomorrow for a Hi-Tea party for the members of the Editorial Board only. Let's hope it's fun. Hanging out at Jing Ying's place first then leave with her to the place. I'm excited! Yet, still undecided on what I should wear tomorrow. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Currently on Skype with Briana, planning on where to go. Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's it for now. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3910140826353761518?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3910140826353761518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/house-hunting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3910140826353761518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3910140826353761518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/house-hunting.html' title='House Hunting.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8128477480794649729</id><published>2010-11-10T18:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T16:39:55.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>Nigahiga &amp; Kevin</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNtKI9gBNOI/AAAAAAAAApw/XXqeaMy4RMo/s320/1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538101684590425314" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNpwlpM_MiI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XMVTy_ZMmhs/s320/2.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537862483823243810" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Those 2 pictures above was saved about a week ago, i think. I can't remember. It was during a live channel by Ryan Higa when he was with Kevin Wu, and some other people who's name I do not know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And, the picture below, was taken yesterday when I was on youtube watching Wong Fu Pro. and Kevin was in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Isn't that adorable? He's playing with a bear. A big bear. I want a bear like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNtKcphryVI/AAAAAAAAAp4/miC8pzKnz90/s320/untitled.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538102022826084690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, that is just about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5357809444109118469-8128477480794649729?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8128477480794649729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/nigahiga-kevin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8128477480794649729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8128477480794649729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/nigahiga-kevin.html' title='Nigahiga &amp; Kevin'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNtKI9gBNOI/AAAAAAAAApw/XXqeaMy4RMo/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8287967465235787718</id><published>2010-11-07T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:56:38.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Bygones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mum changed me and my sisters' postpaid card to a prepaid card. But we still have the same number. Damn. RM30 is enough for me but not enough for my sister. I normally use my illegal phone to text so the credit in my phone won't go down and mom will think that I don't use the phone. MUAHAHA. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Signing off soon since I'm going to school tomorrow to give back the textbooks to the school. Sitting for my last three papers this Tuesday. English,Science and Technology (EST) and Civic's. SIGH. Hopefully, I'll be able to score 80 and above this time though I did not study. :) FINGERS CROSS. Have to pack my schoolbag now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-8287967465235787718?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8287967465235787718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/bygones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8287967465235787718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8287967465235787718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/bygones.html' title='Bygones.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6711998986313554760</id><published>2010-11-06T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:58:58.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Caramel Desert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm currently in my mom's friends place in USJ 12. Well, it's actually her friends sister's place. My mom and her friend has been been buddies for more than 20 years already. CRAZY right?! My parents have known her daughter ever since she was a baby and now, she going to get married next year. So long dy right? And, she's already 23 years old now. See how many years my parents know their friend? My mum's friend's sister made yee sang, penang laksa and the long beef thingy which you can get in a rojak stall. Yes, Yee Sang! Fresh and tasty. She knows how to make. Chun right? Where else can yoi get yee sang at this time? For desert, we have caramel which looks like jelly. Taste awesome! If there's a flame to make the outer layer crunchy and glazed, it will taste even better. Yummy! Now I'm bored and sleepy and my fingers are numb from typing on this small qwertyuiop blackberry. Finally, we are leaving. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6711998986313554760?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6711998986313554760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/caramel-desert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6711998986313554760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6711998986313554760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/caramel-desert.html' title='Caramel Desert.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1249655196918005881</id><published>2010-11-06T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:04:00.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>I Love Bears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://curiousanimals.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/cute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A little something about me, I LOVE BEARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, I've loved them since I was born. Till today, I have many teddy bears on my bed. No, none of them are real though I would love to have one real live baby polar bear or a baby panda. I have never like dolls, I love bears. I guess that's why I kinda like guys who are big and chubby. HAHA. Bears make me feel save in their arms. I know what you're thinking, she's ridiculous. But seriously, they do and I LOVE THEM. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;P/S: Don't you just find the bear in the picture above adorable? :3 Looks like a dumb bear staring. AWWW. Me love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1249655196918005881?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1249655196918005881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-bears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1249655196918005881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1249655196918005881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-bears.html' title='I Love Bears.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7618229662304208743</id><published>2010-11-05T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:05:34.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Popiah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Before I start saying anything, I would like to wish everyone out there who is celebrating Deepavali, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Happy Deepavali!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in my grandmother's house with aunt's friends and relatives. We are having a Popiah Party which I only eat one piece. My aunt bought a 'purta', if that's what the indians. calls it. So now all of the women are having a purta on their forehead, including me. I'll try to get a picture of me with the purta but it's not easy and the glue is not strong enough to stick on my forehead. Right now, I am upstairs with my sister and two cousins. One cousin is studying Chemistry for SPM and the other is studying something to do with her college stuff. Now my sister is testing me on Chemistry. SIGH! Chiaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7618229662304208743?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7618229662304208743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/popiah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7618229662304208743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7618229662304208743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/popiah.html' title='Popiah'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1370395765084510126</id><published>2010-11-04T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:12:00.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.Them'/><title type='text'>One Second.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.canoe.ca/mediam/happy_face_www.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;OMGOMGOMG. Seriously, WTH.What just happened? You can't just go saying Hello to someone whom you've never talked to before when the only reason you know that person is in school when you did the most embarrassing thing in front of him and then BOOM, his gone forever. And then suddenly out of no where, he reappears saying Hey You with a smiley. Is this a fucking joke? Yes, it did made my heart leap for a moment but then when I finally decided to be strong and reply you say that you've gtg? Seriously, you are kidding me. You know what, you did it. You win, you made me upset. I finally got over you and you just had to do that didn't you? Argh. I.F.HATE.YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1370395765084510126?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1370395765084510126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-second.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1370395765084510126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1370395765084510126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-second.html' title='One Second.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8311244055830479818</id><published>2010-11-04T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T13:23:47.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNI9SZ-HJuI/AAAAAAAAApA/o4Yn3tV_g2E/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNI9SZ-HJuI/AAAAAAAAApA/o4Yn3tV_g2E/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535554278410102498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had loads of things on my mind to post it in here but now, I've forgotten. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remember about the post about my LongChamp handbag from Italy? Well, it's here already. But I've gotten another colour instead and I think it's a smaller size than what I wanted. I asked for Red and Big but instead I got Brown and Medium. Red was already out of stock. :( My sister got her Black and Big. Everything she wanted. While I got everything the opposite. Argh. It's still a bag just different colour and size, I guess. Haven't use it yet though cause I asked my mom to keep it in her cupboard cause mine's full. Well, I don't think it's full, just messy and when it's messy, it looks full. So, now that the bag is not in my cupboard, I keep forgetting about it. Like the saying say, out of sight, out of mind. It is correct? Anyway, hopefully I will be going to the Hi-Tea Buffet for the editorial members and use the bag during then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And now, back to my dramas. AHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-8311244055830479818?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8311244055830479818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/craze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8311244055830479818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8311244055830479818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/craze.html' title='Craze'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TNI9SZ-HJuI/AAAAAAAAApA/o4Yn3tV_g2E/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1159539852133052677</id><published>2010-11-02T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:56:13.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J.B. ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was blog reading a girls' blog when one of her post was about J.B. I didn't read from the start since, I'm a lazy reader.  So, the first thing that came into my mind was, JUSTIN BIEBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thfire.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/Justin-Bieber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No, I'm not a fan or him neither do I dislike him. He looks like a good guy, not gay but to me, he didn't pass the test for me go all AWWWWW or EWWWW about him. Conclusion; He's a SO-SO. Get it? Well, it turns out the girl was talking about JONAS BROTHERS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/jonas_brothers_3d.jpg" alt="Jonas Brothers: The 3D Concert Experience Poster" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then I thought to myself, EH! They [Justin Bieber and Jonas Brothers] both has the initials J.B. Well, I used to like the Jonas Brothers especially the guy with the hottest look, what's his name again? I guess that's how long I used to like them until I've forgotten the guys name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm feeling hungry. So I shall go grab a snack and post another one later when I'm 'pao pao' dy okayh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1159539852133052677?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1159539852133052677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/jb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1159539852133052677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1159539852133052677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/11/jb.html' title='J.B. ?'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5322445105136592097</id><published>2010-10-27T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:05:51.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Calm Down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm feeling so angry everytime I think back about what has happened this morning. During assembly on Monday which is 2 days ago, the new teacher announced that students are not allowed to leave school after exam unless a parent is around. And each parent per student. So, today, after exam, each student came with a parent. But we were not allowed to leave the school. WHY?! Because that fish eyed penguin said that we are only allowed to go out of the school if we are sick. Well, more than 100 students heard the teacher announcing that we are allowed to leave school. And now that bitch says we are not allowed to leave school? WTH IS THAT ALL ABOUT?! I guess that penguin thinks just because she's the teacher she is right and we are wrong. Well, get your facts right before talking to more than 100 parents because the whole school heard the same damn thing. 100 versus 1 loser. Who do you think will win? I bet the 100 uncluding the other teachers who was at the assembly. But I'm sure that teachers will always help the teachers thinking that we are still young and naughty and parents would listen to teachers and not their children. That would happen if this was Open Day where the teachers and parents are one on one but today isn't Open Day. It's just an ordinary day with nothing to do and parents and teachers are 100 on 1. So, do the math, PENGUIN. I'm sure you are smart. So use that smartness or yours and you might just have us loving you instead. Wait, that will never EVER happen. I'm racists, remember? Well, just for you I am but other people with different races, I'm nice. I don't dislike them , just you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Finally, typing this makes my heart settle down. My angers are all gone. That's why blog is created, isn't it? So, with a calm heart and mind, I am not able to take a shower then study Physics for tomorrows test. SIGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maranata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5322445105136592097?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5322445105136592097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/calm-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5322445105136592097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5322445105136592097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/calm-down.html' title='Calm Down.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5107311089215245044</id><published>2010-10-26T20:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:24:55.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>OMG-Fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMbM_5Pp92I/AAAAAAAAAng/xaV5MrBRJ6A/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMbM_5Pp92I/AAAAAAAAAng/xaV5MrBRJ6A/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532334590341543778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;EXAMEXAMEXAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyday I'll say more and more OMG OMG OMG. Why? Because I totally sucked in my test. Like seriously, confirm going to fail la. YEESH. I just can't wait for the test to over and holidays to start. Seriously, I getting tired. Very tired. I can't imagine sitting for SPM. Even longer than normal. Sit until butt hard la.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Be Strong, Clarissa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; I will support you till the end. I'm pretty sure everyone else will too since we all hate the cocked eye man. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Was at Rhenusha's house till around 5pm since I have no transport home. We played, chat, text, and 'study'. See the inverted comma's? HAHA. Well, she did, not me. I sleep everytime I read a word. A WORD. Not a sentence. I know I'm lazy. But I just seriously can't absorb anything. Fine, I'll try to read one last time before I sleep. Biology Paper 3, here I come. YIKES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gtg before my mother comes back from the gym. Did you know that today she came back with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; new &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;IPHONE 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;! Haha, but she doesn't allow me to touch it cause my finger nails are extremely long and she's afraid I would scratch it. I've shaped it shorter yesterday dy la, how is it long? But to Rhenu, it's no difference. I see big difference! Kayh, byeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5107311089215245044?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5107311089215245044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/omg-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5107311089215245044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5107311089215245044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/omg-fever.html' title='OMG-Fever.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMbM_5Pp92I/AAAAAAAAAng/xaV5MrBRJ6A/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3152536844688889725</id><published>2010-10-23T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:27:20.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><title type='text'>We Are Awesome!  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMbLM4UCsrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/plCjt16DNRo/s1600/ct+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMbLM4UCsrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/plCjt16DNRo/s320/ct+night.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532332614406550194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The performance was amazing! All of us were having butterflies in our tummy right before going up the stage but we managed to get ourselves together and drop it like it's hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Conclusion; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WE ROCK!&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My brother said he was shocked when I swing my head. He said, wow, Sarah can dance! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, there's a lot more things you don't know about me. I look cacated in the picture because I wasn't ready yet but Eric was like, Okay. Take dy. I was like, WTH. Anyway, the day is kept clearly in my mind. It truly was an unforgettable day. I LOVED IT. And, I actually enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3152536844688889725?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3152536844688889725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3152536844688889725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3152536844688889725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-are-awesome.html' title='We Are Awesome!  :)'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMbLM4UCsrI/AAAAAAAAAnY/plCjt16DNRo/s72-c/ct+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8554586454833514719</id><published>2010-10-22T17:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:29:18.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Brain Jam?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMFaAvepeJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yIZo3sZ49cA/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMFaAvepeJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yIZo3sZ49cA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530800786179192978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Heyho! Damn, it's been a long time since I last updated eh? This whole week I've been going crazy with exam. And that will continue for another two more weeks. Thankfully, the paper this time has been standardised by the Jabatan Peperiksaan Selangor and, the school's at PJ has already done the paper. So, we've gotten TIPS from everywhere about what's gonna come out. Funny thing is, the tips actually WORKS. Normally we learn not to trust the tips but everything we get from the tips are whats coming out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today exam finished at 10.15am and there was only 1 paper, MORAL. I wasn't really in a mood of doing the paper since my MOON came in the morning. Funny moon right? My stomach has been upset for the whole day. Sue Ann and Rhenusha was disgusted by me talking about it. At the end of the day, so was Hwei Nie. HAHA.I'm evil. Simon figured it out when Sue Ann had to say ' you know she's a girl. So, go figure.' WTH. Does she have to tell the whole world? I know la that my face showed it all but guys are blur they shouldn't get it. He kept asking so many questions about it after that and didn't believe that a girl can be in pain for 4 days straight or more. Try being in my shoes, Simon. Then you'll know. Since we have loads of time more till school ends, we started talking. But Sue Ann, Rhenu and Simon were too busy studying and then I went out to snap candid pictures which totally suck cause I was not in a mood. When I got back, we started talking about our past, Form 1. And the triangle love and crazy puppy loves. And some secrets came out as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kayh, I'm off. Never eaten lunch cause went too sleep so now I shall have DINNER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-8554586454833514719?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8554586454833514719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/brain-jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8554586454833514719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8554586454833514719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/brain-jam.html' title='Brain Jam?'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMFaAvepeJI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/yIZo3sZ49cA/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-439424263176864511</id><published>2010-10-10T17:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:10:58.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D. ♥'/><title type='text'>Missing You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I was searching for a friend's Facebook profile when I saw Daniel's picture while canceling the alphabets on the search box. Since it's been a long time since I go through that site, I decided to take a look. Then, I found out that Daniel's mom had made a blog to write for him since Facebook has a certain amount on how much to post and I guess she over posts. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtwZ-3nN3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XV4g067vszE/s320/d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533640158830081906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aww, you've looked handsome since you were young. Haha. I still remember the dream I had of you last month. It's still fresh in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;IMISSYOU,DAN. :') &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-439424263176864511?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/439424263176864511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/missing-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/439424263176864511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/439424263176864511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/missing-you.html' title='Missing You.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtwZ-3nN3I/AAAAAAAAAoA/XV4g067vszE/s72-c/d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6387138528658635252</id><published>2010-10-05T13:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:29:52.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Given Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9swh1sYyF1qa524so1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have no idea what lies in the future so I can't tell when is the next time I'll be able to blog again since my mum is doing everything she can to make me study and not go online. She even hid the Wifi USB, which I need for my computer to go online, and she told my sister that when there is nothing else for me to do, like computer and tv, I will then finally, STUDY. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Mum oh mum, now that I know your dirty trick, you'll never get to fool me. I still have my bed to sleep and not study and my mind to wonder around. DAYDREAM. Yes, I do that often. I've given up on myself and told my parents, especially my mum, to give up on me. I can't study. Nothing ever goes in. Then how did I manage to score flying colours during my UPSR? Cause my mother was my teacher which ended up making her so stress up and me still not being able to memorize everything. I am a slow learner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Studying is like songs. You like a song, you memorize the whole lyrics. You like a subject, you memoroze the whole book. You hate the song, you don't even bother listening to the song, you just change the channel. You hate a subject, you keep the book aside. So don't you agree with me that studying is just like songs? I thought about that an hour ago when I was waiting for time to pass with the book open but my eyes staring at the blank screen of the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I guess this is goodbye for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6387138528658635252?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6387138528658635252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/given-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6387138528658635252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6387138528658635252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/given-up.html' title='Given Up.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4933604155022769062</id><published>2010-10-02T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:25:50.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lean On Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://thefuturebuzz.com/pics/creative%20commons/46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My aunt asked me to follow her and her family to Phuket this week but I can't go since mom doesn't allow cause of exam which has been BROUGHT FORWARD to the 14th Oct instead of the 21st Oct. Stupid exam. Spoil my one week of fun holiday. Godmother is going to Italy this Thursday and I can't wait for her to come back with Long Champ handbag which I have requested her to get for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My whole body is aching so badly after gym yesterday. That's what happens when I don't exercise often and exercise all one shot. Tomorrow having practice in Sunday Class for the Cathecatical Night on the 23rd Oct. We, Form 4, are going to do Glee style. Yeap, sing and dance. Hopefully it will be fabulous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like saying Facebook as Fa-Ka-Book. Just love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4933604155022769062?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4933604155022769062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/lean-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4933604155022769062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4933604155022769062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/lean-on-me.html' title='Lean On Me.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7825167338876597914</id><published>2010-10-02T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:30:49.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><title type='text'>Must It Really Be This Way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.funonthenet.in/images/stories/forwards/Hearts%20Everywhere/hearts-everywhere-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Looking back at pictures taken last year, reminds me a lot of you. I remember the time I found out that we were in the same class and I was not happy about it but soon, surprisingly, we became close. We spent so much time last time. I loved the time we were together. I remember taking turns to be each others alarm clock though sometimes, the clock a bit cacated. :) I actually miss those days where we would never go down alone. One emo, the other crazy. Next thing I know, both crazy. Those days aren't gone, we just never seem to get it back.  Hopefully we won't stay where we are long and be back to where we were soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7825167338876597914?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7825167338876597914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/must-it-really-be-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7825167338876597914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7825167338876597914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/must-it-really-be-this-way.html' title='Must It Really Be This Way?'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4305824364608764395</id><published>2010-10-01T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T23:50:51.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A G6.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I keep typing and then deleting and typing and deleting. Having no inspirations on what to blog about sucks. How come even though I put my blog to private and change my password, my cbox still gets messages from outsiders? Grrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, I just got back from the gym not long ago. Was there for 4 hours. Did Body Jam, Body Attack and so on. Now, my legs are practically dead. Seriously, tired. My eye sight's getting blur. Tummy feeling weird. Wonder whether it's hungry or pain due to the workout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, KATRINA JOAN! Gimme the pictures!I need new profile picture. I'm currently not in the mood of blogging so this is where it ends. For now, that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4305824364608764395?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4305824364608764395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/like-g6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4305824364608764395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4305824364608764395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/10/like-g6.html' title='Like A G6.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3111541760688891090</id><published>2010-09-25T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:27:00.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>Just The Way You Are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ibigbang.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/19a-17.jpg?w=421&amp;amp;h=473" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;TOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ILY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry Taeyang, but you just have to share your spot with TOP because I love the both of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But! Taeyang, you're always in my mind. ALWAYS. ;) Haha. Loved TOP ever since that day when I saw him in that show I AM SAM. He looked hot. And now, even hotter! *droooolssssss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, now that I've done watching The Womanizer last week, I found another drama to watch. I guess that's why I've been so dramatic lately. Haha. SUMMER'S DESIRE. The guy who acted as Lou Xi is quite cute. Somehow he looks like someone but episodes after episodes, his look-like-somebody-look makes me keep staring at him in the show and not at the subtitles. Lucky thing, I can understand most of the words they are talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Supposed to be at Rhenusha's house for a study group this morning but I told her at the eleventh hour that I won't be able to join them for I was not feeling well. I was actually in a bad mood so I didn't want to make everyone there in an awkward position so I decided not to go although deep inside I wanted to go but the other side of me told me not to. I know you must be wondering, who gets mad first thing they wake up? ME. I was alright at first, well not really alright cause my monthly-must-have-or-not-something-is-not-right-disease came and whenever I'm having that, I tend to be a little moody. At that time, I didn't want to care much so I was okay only, but then my mother told me that I have 15 minutes to get ready then we'll leave. IMMEDIATELY after that sentence, I became very moody, how do you expect me to get ready in 15 minutes? Especially when I'm having that stupid thing. Whenever that comes, I tend to bath extra extra long. I have no idea why, but I guess maybe it's because I feel dirty. I guess that's why I've always envy my brother since young (even before I know what that is) that he is a guy and I have to be a girl. I hated wearing all those dresses with lace and frilly socks. EWWWWWW. I used to be tomboyish so you get the point. That's why my sister says that I am 80% guy 20% girl. I'm still a little tomboyish but lesser now. Hopefully.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Out of no where, I accidentally found my classmate, Timothy's YouTube page. Is that what you call it? Well, who would have thought that he has a nice voice? I had no idea, well, that's because I hardly hear him talk. He's quiet. "You don't do the talk, you do the walk." Where did that line come from? Should change the word walk to song. And, he can play very well too. Not bad, classmate! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Alright then, I think I've talk too much. So, toodles for now. Will be back ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3111541760688891090?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3111541760688891090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-way-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3111541760688891090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3111541760688891090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just The Way You Are.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7030853635728641537</id><published>2010-09-21T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:32:03.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><title type='text'>Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TJi1ebrX7TI/AAAAAAAAAm4/104VTnSDGgk/s320/IMGP3852.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519360877772926258" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Finally, a picture usable enough to be my profile picture. Hopefully, everyone loves it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TJi1fqBq2SI/AAAAAAAAAnI/dvbFJnFT-KE/s1600/IMGP3919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TJi1fqBq2SI/AAAAAAAAAnI/dvbFJnFT-KE/s320/IMGP3919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519360898804406562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TJi1ez-fAGI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Fu0eZY9dQbU/s320/IMGP3871.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519360884295532642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The two games which I played when in Penang. Not when in Rome. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've got nothing much on my mind right now, besides Fanglies (a game on Facebook), to blog. So, this post is just so that you readers won't think that my blog is dead and never to return again. GAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tomorrow will be the 3rd day back to school after a seriously SHORT break. No kidding, 2 weeks is too short. 1 month should be okay. But everyday is the BEST! :) TEEHEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have to pay RM10 for the Sivik trip which teacher planned for our class and two other classes. I wonder how can 1 teacher take care of 42 TIMES 3 student? Do the math yourself. My mind is taking a break. ;) Another RM10 for Jeremie cause he did not come today. And well, I forgotten to bring it today as well, as lucky me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My left eye is already blocked by something which I don't know what. So I guess it's time to sleep. Grr. Don't worry, I will be BACKKKKKK!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7030853635728641537?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7030853635728641537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7030853635728641537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7030853635728641537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TJi1ebrX7TI/AAAAAAAAAm4/104VTnSDGgk/s72-c/IMGP3852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5839952058456931823</id><published>2010-09-16T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:35:20.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take It Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know what is with those people who posts their profile picture and when someone compliments it, they start saying bad things about it, e.g. ugly. To me it's like, then why did you even bother posting that picture if you don't seem to like it? I mean, if you post that picture, it means you like it, don't you? So instead of complaining, why not thanking that person for complimenting your picture? Is it that hard?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I'm just too lazy to load the pictures from the camera to post it anywhere online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;STEP UP 3 was AWESOME! I LOVE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5839952058456931823?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5839952058456931823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/take-it-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5839952058456931823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5839952058456931823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/take-it-off.html' title='Take It Off'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6816139079591547620</id><published>2010-09-11T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:32:14.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nails.'/><title type='text'>Manipedi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQCuLZ0lD8lCW8PA10DVc3O8wYUeYLOPnZyWJocgPhiD9_x4Og&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__dwDvn5-Q5ymbFBYUFe0nurCJD3A=" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Just got back after two hours of manicure in the Nail Parlour. No french manicure this time though. Got bored of it so I went back to basic. CLASSIC. Was planning on watching a movie once we (sis and I) were done but it was already 15 minutes to 10pm and if we watch the movie, we'll only get back by at least 12am and I've got to go home to pack my luggage back for tomorrow's trip to PENANG. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666600;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;"&gt;FOOD. &lt;/span&gt;I've not even started packing yet. Can't decide on what to pack. Since I'm in a rush, I shall end this post here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003300;"&gt;toodles, chica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6816139079591547620?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6816139079591547620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-got-back-after-two-hours-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6816139079591547620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6816139079591547620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-got-back-after-two-hours-of.html' title='Manipedi.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4159542492507700723</id><published>2010-09-11T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:33:14.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>I'll Be There.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ibigbang.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/taeyang-mnet-countdown-41.jpg?w=451&amp;amp;h=600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"&gt;V&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663366;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"&gt;G!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've been insanely in love with Taeyang for like EVER!Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Reason No. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt; ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;The hair. Since last year? I've fallen in love with him when I first saw his hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Reason No. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt; ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;The super small, yet I still fall for it, eyes. SEPET, me love. Well, it suits him and only him. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Reason No. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt; ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;His sexy voice. Who's with me? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Reason No. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt; ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;His veins! Look at this hands. THE VEINS! I'm a little, just a little weird, I go gaga when I see a guy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;       with veins popping out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Since last month I been extremely insane, not that I've not been before that but it's worst, that I would write his name (TAEYANG) everywhere. School textbooks, school exercise books, tuition books (it's still there, the whole page just for him, i think my teacher saw it but I hurriedly changed the page ;) ) Sue Ann can prove it since she's always there trying ways to destroy my love for him. Haha. One day, I was distracted when she scribbled on his name which I practically framed it nicely that I shouted at her and the teacher was like staring at me. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2v8j1p0.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;OH! And not to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;REASON NO. 5 ; His absolutely hot and sexy body. *droolssss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;I shall sleep thinking about him. It's already 12.37am and my parents are still not back yet. SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4159542492507700723?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4159542492507700723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/ill-be-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4159542492507700723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4159542492507700723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll Be There.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2v8j1p0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7139935514327994127</id><published>2010-09-08T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:38:44.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back.'/><title type='text'>Revive Alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMt28Ge-S9I/AAAAAAAAAo4/N4Em8ZzP26c/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMt28Ge-S9I/AAAAAAAAAo4/N4Em8ZzP26c/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533647342059539410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Hello Hello&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know I've been missing for quite sometime now so I decided to post this no meaning post today so that you guys know that this blog isn't dead yet. Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This post is super extraordinary short because I have got a tuition to attend in half an hour and I'm not ready yet. So, since you all know now that I'm still alive and so is this blog, I guess my job here is done for now. Will be back to post about my trip to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;P.D.&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; Penang&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; soon. KIDDING! I'm not going to Paris. Just that the places I'm going to starts with the letter P so I added Paris in my list. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7139935514327994127?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7139935514327994127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/revive-not-isotonic-revive-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7139935514327994127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7139935514327994127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/09/revive-not-isotonic-revive-alive.html' title='Revive Alive.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMt28Ge-S9I/AAAAAAAAAo4/N4Em8ZzP26c/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-2817423598940551995</id><published>2010-08-22T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:40:04.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>Hard like a Rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Went to Hard Rock Cafe to celebrate the birthday's of Aunty Rosalind and sister Katrina Joan. They were given each a long obscene looking balloon with the word Happy Birthday on it. Seriously obscene. My aunt call her balloon her husbands balls. HAHAH. And it had extra tiny balloons around it that made it look like hairs around the long balloon and two round balloons below. Get the idea now? Obscene betul right? Lucky thing my sister's one isn't that obscene. It was also long but without the "hairs" and "balls". I shall post the pictures once I get it from sister and cousin's DSLR. I've been out the whole day and I've not whiten my school shoes and school's tomorrow. I guess I just have to go to school without whitening my shoes. Too bad, mum doesn't allow me to skip school tomorrow. Cousin's not going to school tomorrow. How lucky. I'm just so unlucky because I have a sister who thinks that she should have been my mother. She's a way much stricter mother than my mum. If you see her, you wouldn't believe it but once you hear me out, you'll surely believe me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Currently watching the BIGBANG Big Show 2010. Loving it right from the start. TOP IS SO FUNNY. Of course, so are Tae Yang and G-Dragon. Well, I'm not really a fan of Dae Sung and Seung Ri. So, that's why I don't really find them funny. But still, Dae Sung is a joker. Always failing in the games. Homer. And the deuce. Their mind are one and they are so childish sometimes. Me Love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;This should be it for today. Picture's will be posted as soon as I get the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-2817423598940551995?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/2817423598940551995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/hard-like-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2817423598940551995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2817423598940551995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/hard-like-rock.html' title='Hard like a Rock.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7795398326241130850</id><published>2010-08-21T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T19:05:39.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zemmiphobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It has come to the end of it. The letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I was about to log off when I realised something. Something just so important. What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;So, the important thing is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3 more days till Ka Che's birthday and exactly 4 more months till MY BIRTHDAY! This year there are 3 important birthday's in my family. Brother's 21st Birthday, Sister's 18th Birthday and my 16th Birthday! But my birthday has never been important. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I get upset over tiny things and crazy over big things. But nothing big has actually happened to me. So, brother's "so-important-every-year-must-have" party is next week. I feel like going out and disappear on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7795398326241130850?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7795398326241130850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/zemmiphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7795398326241130850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7795398326241130850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/zemmiphobia.html' title='Zemmiphobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-241146041418003670</id><published>2010-08-21T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T18:36:31.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xenoglossophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ilovestupid.com/comic/2009/02/2009-02-02.jpg" alt="Rob: Officer, with all due respect... I sent that text in a few seconds, without looking, AND we were stopped at a red light. notes: will die a nerd's death: reading  Rob: I mean... does that REALLY make me the most dangerous driver out here? notes: lookin good for the autopsy  Rob: THAT guy is EATING SOUP!  COME on! officer: Mmm... soup is good. soup guy: YEAH IT IS! notes: silverware is a bad sign" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;Today it's all about SMS. For those of you who doesn't know what SMS is, it's Short Message Service. Then again, I doubt there anyone out there who doesn't know what SMS is, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is with people that texts you but when you reply, he/she doesn't reply you back? I know that this has happened to many people before. It's pretty annoying when that person texts you and doesn't reply you at the end. What's worst was when someone asks you to text them but they never text you back. Yesterday, when school has already ended, a friend of mine asked me to text her when I reach home. So as usual, I did. Till today I still have not gotten back a reply. What's this all about? Next time, I'm so not gonna text her. I know, I merajuk very easily. Well, I can't help it. This, is me. If you don't like it, then move along. I don't change for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, I can't seem to talk much about that. Darn, mission failed. :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've lost the inspiration to blog. Unbelievable right? From the girl who talks non stop and annoys her friends whenever she's bored and their not. Haha. Since I've got nothing to say, then this shall be the end of today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;IT RHYMES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:)) I love words that rhymes, mind me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;.a secret i can't tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-241146041418003670?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/241146041418003670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/xenoglossophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/241146041418003670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/241146041418003670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/xenoglossophobia.html' title='Xenoglossophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1312277048269059425</id><published>2010-08-18T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:40:19.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><title type='text'>Walloonphobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just finished my Additional Maths tuition and now, I'm at Kanna Curry House. At 10.22pm. I am not eating roti canai though. My dad is, with bro. I've been looking forward to go back home because I'm so tired but I have to follow them and watch them eat. I had two tuitions today. Physics and Add Maths. Yesterday Physics, today Physics,tomorrow Physics. OMG! Not only eyes can't take it,  brain also can't take it. Leaving place now. THANK GOD! I so need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sleeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1312277048269059425?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1312277048269059425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/phobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1312277048269059425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1312277048269059425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/phobia.html' title='Walloonphobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5974429629994025117</id><published>2010-08-14T16:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:41:18.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water.'/><title type='text'>Verminophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been getting choked whenever I drink water. Why? I myself have no idea. So, I started searching on Yahoo hoping to find the answers to my questions. And, TADAAAAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do I choke on the last sip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;The last sip of anything can cause that, the issue is that you tend to swallow more air than liquid. try to drink the last sip at a more slower rate then before and see if that works better for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do I choke on water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Because sometimes water (and other liquids) goes into your respiratory tract, rather than your digestive tract. This causes the sensation of choking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you choke on water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You probably can't choke on water, because it is a liquid and will run right down your throat. But if you have something hard in your throat, you might choke on that! The water might run down the wrong pipe and make you cough. That is basically all the discomfort that water can cause to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water, or any fluid going down "the wrong pipe" goes into your lungs and can cause aspiration pneumonia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;Well, I'm actually not sure whether or not my questions have been answered but still, this have helped me alot. I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;Last Wednesday, I was drinking my water and suddenly it felt as if the water didn't want to down the throat. I started choking and next thing I know, the water are all out on the floor. Heng was lucky that he was sitting on my right and I spit it out on my left. Or else, he would have been drenched by my saliva + water. Haha. Then on, Sue Ann told me not to drink water when she's around. What an evil friend she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;This morning, once again I got choked while drinking my water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3263733098_a9cc2c46fa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small; "&gt;I was found from a litter bin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-size: small;"&gt;ome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5974429629994025117?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5974429629994025117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/verminophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5974429629994025117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5974429629994025117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/verminophobia.html' title='Verminophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3374/3263733098_a9cc2c46fa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1993232333762552610</id><published>2010-08-14T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:41:34.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><title type='text'>Uranophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/287zwk7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2q3rjgk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/sd1fg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/27xov7o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;OMG. I so want BIGBANG 2010 DIARY + CALENDAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that it's already August and 2010 is coming to an end in about 4 months time but still! I love BIGBANG that months won't hurt me. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5357809444109118469-1993232333762552610?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1993232333762552610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/uranophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1993232333762552610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1993232333762552610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/uranophobia.html' title='Uranophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/287zwk7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7451077952013002383</id><published>2010-08-08T18:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:42:30.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Triskaidekaphobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D8BHY4zI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wK3GjHQrKro/s320/moral+025.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502980861808141106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Taking breaks in between taking pictures for the Moral folio. Obviously, I did not really sweep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6ElwsVEMI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yBxUtGUayQA/s1600/moral+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6ElwsVEMI/AAAAAAAAAmg/yBxUtGUayQA/s320/moral+041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502981578954182850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I really did water the plants and feed the hungry fishes. See how good I am to the living things? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6ElSMWkFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/EBa4tvzVG9E/s1600/moral+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6ElSMWkFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/EBa4tvzVG9E/s320/moral+032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502981570766999634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6Gyw-xV8I/AAAAAAAAAmo/q8VUuBNIKxc/s320/moral+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502984001393088450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh Oh! That, was real too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was at the KL last week cause my mum wanted to clean the house and also to go to KLCC to shop. Me and my sis hurriedly leave the house so that mum wouldn't make us help her mop the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3rd Floor, we went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D8BHY4zI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wK3GjHQrKro/s1600/moral+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D5x0RhnI/AAAAAAAAAl4/0_qioARYmBs/s320/July+102.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502980823341696626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D6zF6RRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/3_AB19y-xKQ/s320/July+135.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502980840863974674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D7fOA2vI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hzjSvs2aTzw/s1600/July+246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D7fOA2vI/AAAAAAAAAmI/hzjSvs2aTzw/s320/July+246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502980852709120754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That, was unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've hardly camwhore nowadays since I am in a hair crisis right now where it's at the shoulder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The worst part a hair would grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to either cut my hair or be patient and let it grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was in a bad mood this morning because of my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SEE HOW BAD HAIR MAKES YOU?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coming soon- Story of an untold story by SARAHJANE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;DUH! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have to get ready for dinner now. Byees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5357809444109118469-7451077952013002383?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7451077952013002383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/triskaidekaphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7451077952013002383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7451077952013002383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/triskaidekaphobia.html' title='Triskaidekaphobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TF6D8BHY4zI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wK3GjHQrKro/s72-c/moral+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-2651043716489275453</id><published>2010-08-03T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:34:28.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesquipedalophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/charissa_04/tumblr_l3mzwjiaqO1qa4xwuo1_400.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;WHEEEE!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haha. Kidding. I have no idea what to type. Funny isn't it? When you're not blogging, you have loads of things you feel like blogging about but once you start blogging, your mind just goes blank. Don't you feel the same way too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was listening to the Hokkien News on the radio on the way home. The reporter sounds as if he was speaking Thai language. That was my first time listening to the news in Hokkien. Funny. The man did so many mistakes. I might not understand, but I know he did mistakes. Awesome, aren't I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've finally got myself a new picture profile. Shall upload it soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SELLING ORIANTHI TICKETS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;RM 20 only fr free standing; original price RM98.&lt;br /&gt;RM 75 only for Rock Zone; original price RM188.&lt;br /&gt;PS, Rock Zone is right behind VIP seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Venue : Life Centre, Live KL&lt;br /&gt;Time : Tomorrow at 8p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Maybe she was the one who killed Micheal Jackson. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Why? Cause she was the lead guitarist for Micheal Jackson and she only became famous when he died. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-2651043716489275453?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/2651043716489275453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/sesquipedalophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2651043716489275453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/2651043716489275453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/08/sesquipedalophobia.html' title='Sesquipedalophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7201434788920096638</id><published>2010-07-27T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:44:15.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Rhabdophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs102.ash2/38453_105282159525733_100001318493040_45885_2617854_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;AHAHAHAHA!XD Ain't that just cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Test today was hard. Well, blame my lack of revision. Heeeee. Couldn't finish any of the papers. This UB3 isn't going to pass for me. :/ 4 more papers to go and then, I can relax. Going for the first Physic's class tomorrow since I have no tuition at night, so I've plan to relax once tuition is over. More time to relax la. :) Smart, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't join the others for movie and Interschool Rally this Saturday since I'll be going to KL to stay. Which also means, I'll be missing my show. :'( Sue Ann calls me a Drama Wikipedia. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7201434788920096638?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7201434788920096638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/rhabdophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7201434788920096638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7201434788920096638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/rhabdophobia.html' title='Rhabdophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4241648707558915072</id><published>2010-07-26T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:44:20.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Paraskavedekatriaphobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finished 4 papers today. I have 6 more papers to go. 2 papers tomorrow. Additional Mathematics and Chemistry. Today was a disaster. I woke up with my stomach growling so I ate an apple on the way to school. During assembly, I had a nausea feeling. Came back from school, while sleeping, my tummy was hurting like hell. No idea what happened. Everything I ate the day before was the same thing everyone else ate except for lunch, I made myself Maggi Mee. With kimchi as my side dish. :) Had pizza during Add Maths tuition earlier since teacher lost in the bet we had with her. YAY PAUL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today's test was sucky. I did not finish my BM, Moral and Sejarah paper. Only finished English paper. :D I was practically sleeping during Sejarah since the start. But when you're in 4S2 with Jonathan sitting near you, you can't sleep since he'll start throwing eraser at you. Surprisingly, Brandon could sleep right through. He never even did a single question. He just passed a test pad behind and ask Jon to write all the answers. Typical. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have enough time to finish my papers. Fingers crossed. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;f.c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4241648707558915072?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4241648707558915072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/paraskavedekatriaphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4241648707558915072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4241648707558915072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/paraskavedekatriaphobia.html' title='Paraskavedekatriaphobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7003336961599437678</id><published>2010-07-25T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:45:19.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Ophthalmophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I'm out of inspirations. Nothing makes me feel the "boom".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think the emo side of me is coming back. I guess my qoute didn't work. DYAMN. This is not my place to be. Maybe it is, but I don't feel like it is. Many hurtful things have happened these couple of months and there's is no one out there who I can cry it out to. No one out there who I can trust. Not even my close ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;FORGIVE AND FORGET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is it really very easy to forgive and at the same time FORGET? Forgiving someone though he has hurt me so much is okay but I can never forget. No matter how much I try to forget, it still seems to be there. It appears at the time you least want it to. I've been treated evilly ever since I've been brought to this world. Is it wrong that I'm trying to stand up for myself since you can't do anything to help me yet be on his side. If you can't stand me, then FUCK off. I'm not going to pretend that I like you. You are not worth my time. No matter how much you try to be good, I still see the evil you. I'm also a human being. I know that it isn't easy to change. So what makes you think that I would believe that you would? When you're upset, you come back showing your temper at me. What have I ever done to you. I've been avoiding you all I can. I even starve myself eventhough I'm starving just so that I wouldn't have to see you nor eat with you. Everything about you makes me mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How can you pretend as if nothing is going on? You think that I'm over the pass but I've actually never been over it. Everything still lies fresh in my mind. You keep on talking about him as if he's perfect. Are you pretending not to notice or are you just plain dumb? I don't want to hear anything about him so just stop talking about him. Everything you feel that is funny about what he did isn't funny. I find it stupid. So just keep it to yourself or go tell it to someone else cause I don't give a FUCK about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;____________________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Exam starts tomorrow for 3 days. 4 tests in a day. In 6 hours. And I've not even touch a single book. How am I going to pass the test this time? I have to change. But like I've said, it isn't easy. I can't just snap my finger and change immediately. I'm no fairy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The whole week's shedule. [19th till 23rd]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Monday - Still calming down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tuesday - Relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wednesday - Starts to panic. Takes picture for Moral Folio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thursday - Starts doing Moral Folio at 9.30pm. Sleeps at 3am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friday - Wakes up at 6am. Packs bag. *in school* Touch up Folio. Passes up right before school ends. Slept at 12am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saturday - Wakes up at 12pm. Went shopping at KLCC. ANYA HINDMARCH! :) Sleeps at 12am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sunday - Wakes up at 7am. Went to church. Wasted time in class. Had drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Relieve! I did my folio in less than a day, total. Others started months before and still finished the same day I did. Ain't I just awesome? :) And they kept on pestering me to do my folio everyday and yet see, I did it on time. So you guys can stop making me do something I don't want to do cause I will do it when the time comes. So, don't disturb me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;f.y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7003336961599437678?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7003336961599437678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/ophthalmophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7003336961599437678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7003336961599437678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/ophthalmophobia.html' title='Ophthalmophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7238073786294210226</id><published>2010-07-21T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:49:46.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Neopharmaphobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TEcFXdfX_RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Vyq9U2wAtn8/s1600/July%27s+001+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TEcFXdfX_RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Vyq9U2wAtn8/s320/July%27s+001+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496367770840333586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-size: small; "&gt;Exam is next week and I've not study yet. I've got to hand up my Moral Folio this Friday and I've only done 1 Essay so far. Sigh. I can't afford to fail in my test anymore. Well, I actually do not care but my mom does, so study I must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;RAWR!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-7238073786294210226?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/7238073786294210226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/neopharmaphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7238073786294210226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/7238073786294210226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/neopharmaphobia.html' title='Neopharmaphobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TEcFXdfX_RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Vyq9U2wAtn8/s72-c/July%27s+001+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-9004822616945699755</id><published>2010-07-18T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:51:23.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Medomalacuphobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night, my mum was calling my sister and I from downstairs which seems a little urgent. Turns out, my dad was in the mood of watching a movie. So we headed to Aeon cinema for a movie. As much as I want to watch Despicable Me, we have to respect ours parent's wish. Dad wanted to watch Eclipse because it was the earliest show. Sister was happy about it that she didn't let me tell my dad that I've already watched that show yesterday. When the movie ended, then only dad found out that I actually watched it before. And it was just yesterday. Apparently he did not know even though I kept on telling him that for about 100 times. So yea, I've watched Eclipse twice, in two days. If I've known, I should have watched Despicable Me the day before instead of Eclipse. But then again, this time I entered before the show starts so I could catch up with the starting which I missed cause I was late. Sorry guys. :) The disadvantage of staying so near, you don't bother looking at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did a poster about the bible during Sunday Class. Lucky thing Hazel and Maria was in my group or else it would have been awkward. At the end of class our poster and group 4's poster got chosen to be pasted in the exhibition. YAY US!  :D We worked hard colouring and drawing the clown. Since we chose children as our main 'victims'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another long week of school starts tomorrow. :( I dislike school. Go there also do nothing. Teacher's are never in class, not like I want them to be though. I still have not touch my Moral Project. Grrr. Can't believe I used to look forward in doing it when I was young, seeing my sister do. SO FUN! My foot la. I guess this is it for this post. Will try to post a new one next week before the exams which is next week of course. :/ Byee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;.not looking forward neither backward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-9004822616945699755?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/9004822616945699755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/medomalacuphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/9004822616945699755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/9004822616945699755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/medomalacuphobia.html' title='Medomalacuphobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1432372811209745388</id><published>2010-07-16T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:51:51.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Logizomechanophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went to Putrajaya with the Editorial Board member's for a Flower Festival, Floria 10'. Teacher told us not to put our hopes to high but the exhibition was beyond my imagination. Except for the food part. The tour guide said that there are 54 stalls but not even 10 were open when we arrived. It was early in the morning, like 9am, so can't really blame them. Worst, the food weren't nice. Even the nasi lemak in the school canteen tastes so much nicer. Picture's are everywhere on Facebook. Everybody who brought their camera's (98% brought,fyi) have already uploaded their pictures. I seriously enjoyed going out with the Suria member's and making new friends. The whole way back to school, the Upper 6 and Lower 6 were telling dirty jokes and we, under aged, just listen and laugh. Yes, I do understand the jokes. Dirty but funny. :) During tuition, I didn't feel stressed up because I felt as if it was a holiday since I didn't go to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#996633;"&gt;___________________________ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;MOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Omg. Can I keep this slug as my pet? *looking into the bottle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why do you want to keep a slut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not a slut mom, SLUG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yea, that's why I say why do you want to keep a slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cause it is so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That was what just happened earlier when we came home. My mum saw a slug in the house and she kept in a bottle to show to the Rentokil workers. This afternoon there was a tiny line thingy sticking out at the back and I thought that was it's tail but my mum said it's shit. Earlier, a few hours later, I came back and saw a super long strand of shit from it's behind. Haha! Cute, yet it loves shitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Watched Eclipse in the afternoon with Sue Ann and Hwei Nie. Was awesome! Was freezing in the cinema that I wished that I had a Jacob beside me. :) I couldn't stop laughing when Victoria's head came out and left beside the body. Too bad I had to change our plans at the eleventh hour or else we could had watched Despicable Me after that. Sorry, girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;If it wasn't because of you, I wouldn't force myself to stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;xx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1432372811209745388?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1432372811209745388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/logizomechanophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1432372811209745388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1432372811209745388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/logizomechanophobia.html' title='Logizomechanophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3348926011888315818</id><published>2010-07-10T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:53:48.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Kakorrhaphiophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was watching Three Brothers final episode last night while waiting for my dad to come home. When he finally reached home, it was going to be 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Dad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Why are you still watching tv? Going to be 11 dy. Still don't want to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Today Friday what. Not sleepy yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I know why you were waiting for me dy. You want supper right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;No la. I got show to watch la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Why never call me to buy back food for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Cause I don't have a blackberry! *hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Oh, then you wait few more years la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;See how cruel my dad is? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have been out the whole day. Went to Sunway University with my parents and sister for my sister's Open Day. You have to see each teacher from which ever subject you're taking and not just one. Well, if you want, you can choose la but my sister chose all. Lucky thing she only takes 5 subjects. Then we went somewhere before going to my grandmother's house but I can't remember where cause I was sleeping in the car. Waited for my aunt to come back then we went to Puchong for lunch. It was 3pm that time. So hungry. Had Yong Tau Fu. Went back home after lunch to bath then go out again. Had the driver to send dad to Armada Hotel for his La Salle Reunion then dropped me ,my sister and mother at Pavilion. Enter the place and immediately went into Bimba and Lola (first shop on our right). Sister and mother was getting excited and was ready to buy but my aunty called so we had to leave to meet them at Parkson Cosmetics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Currently listening to Tae Yang's I Need A Girl. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3348926011888315818?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3348926011888315818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/kakorrhaphiophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3348926011888315818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3348926011888315818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/kakorrhaphiophobia.html' title='Kakorrhaphiophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1081486792416193318</id><published>2010-07-05T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T17:42:07.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judeophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's been a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have good news and bad news.Which one to go first? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: My computer was attacked by virus so all of my memory's are gone. My 1800 song are all gone. I have to &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;reformat my computer and now I can't dl MSN Messenger. Tried about 10 times dy. I have to dl everything all &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;over again. Not all la, don't want to spoil it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;: I have a new 21 inch monitor. :) And, I didn't do anything to earn it. My mum just prefers my 19 inch one &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   cause the picture doesn't look short and fat so she took mine and bought me a new one. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Open Day was last Friday and that day, my teacher told my mum something which made her shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;MOM.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;TEACHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;So, how is she(me) in class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She's okay. Just a bit talkative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;*opens eyes* Talkative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yea, talkative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;I'm surprise. This is my first time hearing this. Normally the teachers say that she quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh. *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Must be the people she mixs with. And I heard she sits right behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No la. She sits second back. Not that behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Can you change her place to the front or something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well the rest is for me and them to know. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was chatting with Xian Loong and apparently he knows Brandon. Through online game. And Xian Loong is currently in Texas. Small world eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1081486792416193318?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1081486792416193318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/judeophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1081486792416193318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1081486792416193318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/07/judeophobia.html' title='Judeophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5376084370283353148</id><published>2010-06-27T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:11:57.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ithyphallophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l4ngegpsEG1qbtn0a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Ithyphallophobia- Fear of seeing, thinking about or having an erect penis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I find the above very funny. AHAHAHA.  :D Oh, and NO, I do not have that fear. I just find it humorous so I chose this phobia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dyamn! Is it just me or does the time pass real fast? I mean just yesterday it was Friday and yet now Sunday is already over. School's tomorrow. A whole new week. Yikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gigabytes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-5376084370283353148?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5376084370283353148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/ithyphallophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5376084370283353148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5376084370283353148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/ithyphallophobia.html' title='Ithyphallophobia'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-9033337431346342107</id><published>2010-06-26T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:54:18.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.medcity.com/jilbyung/image/diarrhea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I am currently suffering from diarrhea. Is suffering the right word to use? Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/img.omg.yahoo.com/omg/us/img/fa/ee/5934_10122585055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched Karate Kid with Sue Ann, Hwei Nie and Rhenusha yesterday. Love the show. At the end of the competition when Dre&lt;i&gt;(took me so long to recall his name)&lt;/i&gt; won, I almost clapped. Then I remembered that it's just a show. :) Met Jackson at the Uniform Shop with his aunt who is the same age as us so isn't it just so awkward? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is Open Day next week. Hopefully mother won't be mad when she sees my marks. I wonder what will the teacher say about me. Hopefully the teacher will be Wan Hamidah since she's hardly in class but then again, when she does go to class, I sleep while she's teaching. And, she said that she'll be going on a holiday and will only be back by September which is so obvious that she will be delivering anytime soon. And if she does it by next week, another teacher will be taking place and hopefully it's not Sakinah because I know she dislikes me. Rohaya would be a better choice cause I'm always awake during her class but most of the time I'm out. This year I might have made a lot of bad impressions to my teachers. My marks for this Mid Term Test are terrible. Never seen this much D's in my life. Well, I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thinking about changing my URL. Wonder what to change it into.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's not that I'm so smart, it's just that I stay with problems longer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;- Albert Einstein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;poop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-9033337431346342107?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/9033337431346342107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/9033337431346342107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/9033337431346342107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.html' title='Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5463630123594970160</id><published>2010-06-21T20:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:55:43.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVES.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Glossophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB9jYJW1EeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ixj-wEwu_YU/s1600/IMGP3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB9jYJW1EeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ixj-wEwu_YU/s320/IMGP3391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485212137640235490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am currently home alone since this afternoon till 6pm then 8pm till now. Sister is currently at Genting with her friends while brother went out with his girlfriend. Mum had the driver to pick her up this afternoon after  my school because she has a dinner to attend with dad. So yea, she'll be meeting him at KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My computer is taking its own sweet time to load while I am "kan-cheonging" because it's a Monday and if you know me, you would know that I am not allowed to go online during the weekdays. But then again if you know me, you know that I do not go by the rules. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finished watching "Green Forest, My Home". The last episode made me cry and then ending is so-so. Love Episode 9. William was so funny when he mumbled his words. Then again, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the reason why I watch that show. Because of Leon Jay Williams and Ethan Ruan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Especially Ethan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Come to think of it, David Chen was also pretty cute. Not pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Kido Cheng was also good looking. If he's the right guy who I think he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had back some of my test papers today but mostly the one's that I've got back are Paper 1. Paper 2 are OTW. Hopefully. So far, I've not one any of them well. DAMN. Even she got higher than me. I think that I have to start taking things seriously. Who am I kidding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Many people has been asking me how was Australia and all I can say is OKAY. Come to think of it, I shouldn't even go since I couldn't come back and say much about it right? Well, I got sick the third day and I had about 5 more days. All I could think about was when will I go back. The weather there was so cold and I kept on having a fever. Eating my supplement made me sleepy and spoiled not only mine but my parents mood as well. All I could do was pretend. Pretend that I am okay. Eventhough my head really hurts, just stop thinking about it hoping that it will miraculously go away but nope, it didn't. I got worse. So, because of the cough and fever, I couldn't enjoy my trip and boy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;was I glad to come back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alright then, I better start working on my Moral Essays and folio and PJK [PHY-ED] brochure. So many things to do, so little time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just smile and there's nothing you can't overcome. - Quoted by Xiao Shi from Smiling Pasta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;XX'S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-5463630123594970160?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5463630123594970160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/glossophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5463630123594970160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5463630123594970160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/glossophobia.html' title='Glossophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB9jYJW1EeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ixj-wEwu_YU/s72-c/IMGP3391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4698540785774820490</id><published>2010-06-20T21:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:55:57.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays.'/><title type='text'>Felinophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;This may be the last time for me when I get my results back because I have a feeling that I did not do well in my test. Well, that is be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;cause I did not study for the test that is why I know I wouldn't be so lucky to score. I can already see the future when my mother a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;ttends my Open Day. Teacher will surely be talking bad stuffs about me this year since I have been a really naughty girl this year. No presents from Santa Claus I guess. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, and before I forget, I would like to wish the two persons in my life that was with me ever since I came out from my mother's womb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;The first person is ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB4cpkEZMlI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RV0cbH-mbgQ/s320/IMGP3207.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484852896566162002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This year will be my 16th year celebrating Father's Day with you and although we did not do anything for you, I really did want to do something for you. So do not think that we forgotten about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, DAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And, the second person is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB4brmO6EiI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GoZ9QsF5Gd4/s1600/IMGP3215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB4brmO6EiI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GoZ9QsF5Gd4/s320/IMGP3215.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484851831995240994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tomorrow will be your birthday and since I have a feeling that I will not be able to to online tomorrow, I decided to wish you today. In about 2 hours time your day will come. In a good way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have got to sign off now since I have not pack my school bag yet. My parents should be home soon and if my mum comes home and finds out that I am not ready for tomorrow, she will be so pissed off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, TTFN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4698540785774820490?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4698540785774820490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/felinophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4698540785774820490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4698540785774820490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/felinophobia.html' title='Felinophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TB4cpkEZMlI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RV0cbH-mbgQ/s72-c/IMGP3207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-5763329293979221297</id><published>2010-06-18T22:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:00:33.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water.'/><title type='text'>Ereuthophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;I got excited while watching my show when I suddenly got choked while drinking my water. I kept on coughing when my mum, from the other room shouted to asked whether was it me who was coughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;MUM : Sarah?! Who's coughing? Is it you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;ME : Ah, yea la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;MUM : Drink a lot more water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;ME : Because I drank water that's why I'm coughing and now you're asking me to drink a lot of water? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;p's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-5763329293979221297?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/5763329293979221297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/ereuthophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5763329293979221297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/5763329293979221297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/ereuthophobia.html' title='Ereuthophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-8957777082923141350</id><published>2010-06-04T14:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:48:47.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outs.'/><title type='text'>Decidophobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm back! Back from Australia and back from camp. THANK GOD! Pictures are posted in Facebook so go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=1005739466"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; if you want to see the pictures for I am lazy to load it here. Many things happen during the holidays. Some things which I can't say it to anyone and only GOD knows what. I'm not happy that it happened but I don't regret that it happened. Because of that everything has changed and it will no longer be what normally is but I'm glad that everything is out. No one lost nor win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Had a terrible cough which lead to a fever when I was in Australia. Not only did it spoil my mood, it spoiled my parent's mood. Well, I was 'perfectly' fine but my dad kept on making me take 2 panadol each time even when I am already better. Everytime he tries to touch my forehead to feel whether I'm still having a fever, I run away. Why? Because I know that I'm still sick and when he finds out he will make me eat my medicine. But he still gets a way to make me eat that bitter medicine. Obviously it's bitter right? It is a PANADOL. Not sweets. I saw koala bear's. I even got to touch it. It's like so cuddly. When you put your hand onto it, your hand goes in. See how thick the fur is? Looks like a baby. The Tasmania devil was so fierce. Saw how it tried to attack the zoo keeper while it was eating. I even saw dolphins. About 12 of them. So cute. I finally get to see the animals which I have been wanting to see. Except the wombat. There wasn't any there. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Camp wasn't fun nor was it boring. I have to admit the singing part was a little boring since they kept on playing the same songs and not something different. The talks wasn't boring but I still fell asleep because I was really tired due to the few hours of sleep I get. The camp did not make me feel touched though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ttyl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-8957777082923141350?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/8957777082923141350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/decidophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8957777082923141350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/8957777082923141350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/decidophobia.html' title='Decidophobia.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-3965683434901333951</id><published>2010-06-01T14:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:48:41.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Catapedaphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Catapedaphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Yesterdays Chemistry paper was tough. Well, it actually isn't so tough but I did not really study so I guess that's why it's tough to me. Didn't get to finish Paper 2 on time. :( Hopefully my &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Section B and C can help me pass my paper. But pass is not what I want. At least A- is good enough for me. Civic and EST Paper 2 test is tomorrow. Confirm failing my EST since &lt;/span&gt;I won't be sitting for Paper 1 and Paper 1 is the one with more marks. Paper 2 only 30 marks. So even if I get full marks for Paper 2, I won't be able to pass. :( Don't feel like sitting for the paper after the holidays. But I think I should so that I'll get to know my real full marks though it will not be in the list. Too bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;I'm leaving tomorrow so I won't be updating my blog for a while since I will not be around for a couple of weeks. I can't wait. I am just so excited. But I'm not excited the day after I get back. I have to go for Confirmation Camp and I'll be living in La &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Salle Formation Center. Ugh! I heard there's cockroaches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;in the toilet and in only comes out when you bath. Miang betul right? Can't I just go there in the morning and go home at night? I can't stay there. It's too disgusting. YUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;gah ! bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-3965683434901333951?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/3965683434901333951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/catapedaphobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3965683434901333951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/3965683434901333951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/06/catapedaphobia.html' title='Catapedaphobia'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-10677549750044444</id><published>2010-05-28T15:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:48:35.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nails.'/><title type='text'>Bathmophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;athmophobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;steep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;slopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can't &lt;span&gt;deny &lt;/span&gt;the fact that I am kinda scared to use the escalators. It's a moving stairs. Everytime I'm in a mall or a place with escalators, I take a long time to step into one. I have No idea Why but everytime I'm about to step into it, I feel like fainting. As if I fell asleep for two seconds and wakes up in front of an escalator. Do you get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                                                     ______________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Monday will be the last BIG test. It isn't the last day of the whole mid term but the rest isn't so tough. It's Chemistry on Monday. The other two science subs was tough. I'm serious. Bio was hard and Physics was worst. So hopefully Chem isn't that hard. Well, it's my fault since I didn't study and I slept during test. Woke up only an hour before it ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, let me tell you what happened yesterday which was a Thursday. I was walking through the checkpoint as usual when I saw Norsiah scolding the prefect on the stage or whatever you call that. Then, as I was walking and looking blindly at them, somehow Norsiah noticed me. She called me up to the stage and you know what, I noticed she's short. Standing beside, well, in front cause I have to stand face to face to her, actually made me feel tall. :D Back to the story. I thought that the reason she stopped me was because of my hair or something. There's no way it's my nails cause they weren't checking it at that time. Turns out it was my chain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah: Your chain is too short. Take it out. Do you have to wear it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah: Then take it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: *you ask me whether I need to wear or not and now you're asking me to take it out? Weird la you.* *tries to take it out*  Cannot take out la. Can you help me take it out, I can reach it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah: Pardon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me: *Wah, your english so terro.* Can you take it out for me? I can reach it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;scold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;clipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;s&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: Are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Norsiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;longer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;string&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;permission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-10677549750044444?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/10677549750044444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/bathmophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/10677549750044444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/10677549750044444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/bathmophobia.html' title='Bathmophobia'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4135880893844705993</id><published>2010-05-10T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:08:40.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Athazagoraphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xfa.xanga.com/086f773649230261329510/b206497893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4135880893844705993?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4135880893844705993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4135880893844705993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4135880893844705993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Athazagoraphobia'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6952546472763728989</id><published>2010-05-09T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:48:02.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>Boxers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When guys wear shorts, I find it really funny. Three quarter pants are fine but shorts? As in seriously short shorts? If thats not bad enough, think about how hairy their legs are. It's just scary. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;OBSCENE!&lt;/span&gt; Recently, on my way home from school, I saw a man riding his motorcycle. He was wearing a seriously short pants and he had skinny legs. Not only skinny, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;"&gt;HAIRY.&lt;/span&gt; Worst, when I passed by, I noticed his "pants". The pattern was exactly the same to something my brother has. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"&gt;BOXERS!&lt;/span&gt; How can someone wear boxers out? Ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, enough of so called sexy legs. Mid Term Examination is in 2 weeks time and I haven't even touched a single book. Not touch touch la. But open it and study. Nope, I've never done that for a long time. Have to start packing my school bag now. I've made up my mind, I'm going to clean up my room immediately once I get back home from school tomorrow. Hopefully I actually do what I said. :/ I noticed how much lazier I get every second. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been trying to brainwash my mum to not make me go to school tomorrow but it just doesn't seem to be working. AT ALL. I dislike going to school. Usually teenagers love going to school though it's not for studying but for friends but it doesn't seem to affect me. Friends or no friends I still don't like going to school. I don't mind going out with them anywhere but school. Well, for one reason, I have to wear school uniform. OUT! I hate wearing school uniform. It makes me grumpy. Second reason, I don't like to study. Third reason, I don't like the teachers. They just love to stare. ARGH. What's their problem? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like at said earlier in the 2nd paragraph, I have to pack my school bag so stop pulling me back to the computer. BYE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;col.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6952546472763728989?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6952546472763728989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/boxers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6952546472763728989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6952546472763728989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/boxers.html' title='Boxers'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4653888537329244574</id><published>2010-05-08T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:47:38.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past.'/><title type='text'>Z for Zwieback</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally it ends at Z. What's next? Try figuring it out while I try thinking of something unexpected. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Alright, so here's the thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I slept at 4pm yesterday for a nap. Didn't set my alarm because I figured that mum would wake me up since she usually does when I set my alarm. So why bother, right? Heard my sister from upstairs [yes, I am also upstairs] shouting to my mum, who was downstairs asking what's for dinner. And mum said something I couldn't hear and sis said AHHHH or AWWW or YEEEE. Can't remember. Maybe cause it was just a dream. Hmm. Anyways, so I thought that sister would wake me up after her track mill for dinner. But she didn't. I woke up this morning and I saw that it was quite dark so I thought it was night. But there was light outside so I figured it was evening/night still on the same day. So I on the lights and checked the time. It was 6.00. See, the thing with non-digital clocks are that they don't show the day. So I looked outside the window and it was freaking dark. I wonder where did the light even come from. So I checked the phone and it says 8th of May. And I thought to myself, 8th of May? What day is that? Is it still Friday? So I checked the calender and went to May. 8th of May. Saturday. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;SATURDAY?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;When did that happened? I don't remember having my dinner. Wait, have I taken my dinner? I think I did. Then again, no. Why didn't mum wake me up for dinner? What happened? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;REPLAY! &lt;/span&gt;After many times of replaying, I realized that I really didn't have my dinner. So I figured, why not check and reconfirm. Replied Jackson's message which supposedly he text last night when I was not awake. Text Abraham cause normally he replies immediately. Well, not really but he's normally awake by then. But he had no credit. Then I remembered someone who wakes up seriously early in the morning. Kei Zien! He's someone I could always count on, right? He must have thought I was crazy cause I text him so early in the morning though he woke up an hour early. So I asked him and he said 8th of May. I was like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"&gt;WOAH&lt;/span&gt;. It seriously is Saturday already. Went to the living hall and watched tv. PSYCH. Was wondering how I could sleep 14 hours straight without a single peek then I remembered that I had PJ on Friday. Segak. Right now, my whole body is practically aching. JEEZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blogging is making my legs cramp. So I guess I got to pay a little more attention to my legs. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4653888537329244574?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4653888537329244574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/z-for-zwieback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4653888537329244574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4653888537329244574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/z-for-zwieback.html' title='Z for Zwieback'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-6908805881325768531</id><published>2010-05-08T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:47:20.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon.'/><title type='text'>Y for Yuletide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have you ever felt like killing someone? Maybe that's too harsh. What about hitting someone. Then again, if you were me, you wouldn't treat that person as a person. But as a thing. A thing which you will do anything to just get away from it. A fcking thing that makes you just want to kick it right into the private part and stab a knife into that thing's brain. Or even slowly poking it's eyes off. Make it suffer. Yes, that is how much I really hate it. Although when every time someone asks me who I hate, I'll say I don't hate anyone. Just dislike someone. Why do I say that? Because that thing is not even on my list. That thing is nothing to me. I treat it as if it was never in my life. Although I live with it, I just have to deal with it. That thing has been around even before I was born. And I have been hating it ever since. Every time I just try to be calm and forgiving, that thing just turns me back to the start over and over again. I just can't take it anymore. Why did God made me live in this live? Why didn't God put me in another better live. Where that ugly thing isn't there. UGH! Just thinking about it makes me sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-6908805881325768531?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/6908805881325768531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/y-for-yuletide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6908805881325768531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/6908805881325768531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/y-for-yuletide.html' title='Y for Yuletide'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1380005567508021757</id><published>2010-05-02T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:47:10.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church.'/><title type='text'>X for Xenophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally got home at around 10pm last night. I was extremely exhausted when I reached home that I didn't do what I was planning to do which was to go online and watch my Autumn's Concerto. Instead, I head off to sleep immediately after cleaning up. So today, I used all my time to watch my show. Hopefully I get to finish it by today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went for Faith Education class this morning. Waited so long in class that I almost fall asleep. Then I remembered that the week before, teacher told us that he wouldn't be coming and that we have to go to Austin's class instead. So I told Stephanie and then only she also recalled him saying that. Tried to stay awake during class the whole time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wanna continue to my show now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5357809444109118469-1380005567508021757?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1380005567508021757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/x-for-xenophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1380005567508021757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1380005567508021757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/x-for-xenophobia.html' title='X for Xenophobia'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-1854453500506590426</id><published>2010-05-01T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:46:35.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>W for Winnie the Pooh</title><content type='html'>Friday, 30th April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out at Sha Ting's house the whole day with Weng Ting, Jon Ting and Sue Ting to do our Civic project. Had dinner there before we left. Reached home feeling tired. Took a nice warm bath. Went down and mum said that we are going to KL to stay. I was mad cause I wasn't in a mood to go out. Met my uncle and aunties and had supper. Ate till around 12am something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 1st May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached our vacation house at 12 something. Watched the tv for a while then went to sleep. Bro was making noise at 8am cause he was excited to play tennis. Tried to go back to sleep but I was fully awake. Watched tv again. Went for a swim at 5 something. Now having dinner at Woo Lan, Brickfields. Going to cousin's house later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more when I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-1854453500506590426?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/1854453500506590426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/pocoyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1854453500506590426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/1854453500506590426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/05/pocoyo.html' title='W for Winnie the Pooh'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-4221441018486696729</id><published>2010-04-26T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:46:23.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam.'/><title type='text'>V for Vengeance</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksbb7yvZ881qzfc60o1_500.jpg" alt="gicagaite:  ding ding ding" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Woke up at 6.25am this morning. I thought my clock was broken so I checked my other clocks and it was all the same time. I thought why would my mother wake me up so late. Then, I remembered that my sister is following me to school cause it's Hari Kecemerlangan so she asked whether we could go a bit later. And obviously, when it comes to going late to school, how can I reject? So left house at 7.15am and reached school at 7.27pm. 3 more minutes and I'll be counted as late. Not bad eh? I've never left house this late before but of course, I've reached later before. How? I've got my own ways. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All I want to say now is;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I PASSED MY ADDITIONAL MATHS. YAY ME!  :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Better get back to my work since it's getting late now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xx's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357809444109118469-4221441018486696729?l=cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/feeds/4221441018486696729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/04/v-for-vengeance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4221441018486696729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357809444109118469/posts/default/4221441018486696729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakepeanutbuttericecream.blogspot.com/2010/04/v-for-vengeance.html' title='V for Vengeance'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10120123947214499540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R-mGqTP54so/TMtysANFtyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nMPvpju2dSo/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357809444109118469.post-7284332134133752336</id><published>2010-04-24T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:46:09.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories.'/><title type='text'>U for Utterly Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bqR9_qI4Sow/S0WajoNTIJI/AAAAAAAAAnU/HU5GUl2Al1U/s640/scan0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bqR9_qI4Sow/S0Mpav8TeuI/AAAAAAAAAms/XQEWXwKYmgE/s640/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I find this seriously cute and funny.&lt;
