<?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-7675973658370550766</id><updated>2011-12-02T20:35:05.031-08:00</updated><category term='Forsaking all I&apos;ve fallen for'/><title type='text'>Roses For The Bitches</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;guns for the snitches.&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-5898833438428855485</id><published>2011-07-09T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:51:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Updates from UK</title><content type='html'>Okay I'll post a couple of photos just to liven up my blog a bit. Majority of it are all on facebook (: &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8XwVaSBNmBY/ThjzhZMasxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-4gXR6CJ_fo/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QTQGQZ10LjA/ThjzoM_3xuI/AAAAAAAAAbI/uRplw4NGJF4/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-GOfJyqgJ_g8/ThjzvboK2iI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AteNUFCVAic/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PBipKwmEOU0/Thjz7jEoRTI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YFYDLE8e0c0/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-b1LMdAK3-7E/Thj0Hp4GTpI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TirKupgUok4/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-61o9uuoolZg/Thj0mfRsu2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/AhtaIcnPoBU/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PYiUL7A_v2Q/Thj0sKFCoxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/icAiebgOHZs/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FtrbGARWavI/Thj00Qwj62I/AAAAAAAAAbg/LQiIPBTcCfk/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-s9sL0UbW7ug/Thj08E0o60I/AAAAAAAAAbk/xmjjmjNCjXs/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hlglnXocz9I/Thj1KXqgGsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/dhBcNwAlIEk/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ojGdpotuma8/Thj1RTUM3ZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/5kg8NMpejbA/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-46GWtqbtTl0/Thj1bi6esmI/AAAAAAAAAbw/zt0Dd1530eY/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AwQU8AYGJIA/Thj1pt2vvTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6uKh75T8DqU/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-iiw0vum-4Es/Thj1xb6eWUI/AAAAAAAAAb4/mQp7fsuW-_w/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-bGF8TZAsIGU/Thj1-AXrG4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/_5OKdFhIpXE/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jDJrCOgANN0/Thj2JGVNk0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/Bj1400JTxX8/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-5898833438428855485?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have to get round to removing my tagboard soon. Random people I don't know are writing on it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-5898833438428855485?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/5898833438428855485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-updates-from-uk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5898833438428855485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5898833438428855485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-updates-from-uk.html' title='Photo Updates from UK'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8XwVaSBNmBY/ThjzhZMasxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-4gXR6CJ_fo/s72-c/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-2503326458820268478</id><published>2011-07-09T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:26:56.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found the good in goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today I witnessed the most horrifying thing ever. &lt;br/&gt;I was sitting in Aunty Jenny's shop flipping through Cosmopolitan when suddenly there was someone outside yelling 'call the police!' and I'm like shit man what's going on? Next minute I knew, this massive guy was holding a knife and had blood dripping from his head all the way down to his shirt and was struggling with a shorter guy who apparently was the owner of the fish &amp; chip shop next door. Then a third guy from the same shop came out and started whacking the big guy's head so that he'd stop stabbing the shorter guy. But apparently the big guy was mega drunk or something so he went wild and started ramming into the glass windows and there was blood spurting EVERYWHERE. So those two guys were struggling all the way to Bambinos and it took like, 7 or 8 guys to hold the big guy down till the police came cuz he wouldn't stop stabbing the shorter man. There were TONS of police cars and ambulances everywhere and the whole place was cordoned off. I swear it scared the crap outta me especially when all the blood started spurting on the windows. The CSI guys arrived after a few hours and came in to ask for statements and so on. &lt;br/&gt;This was, by far, the scariest event I've ever witnessed in my life. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-2503326458820268478?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/2503326458820268478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-found-good-in-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/2503326458820268478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/2503326458820268478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-found-good-in-goodbye.html' title='I found the good in goodbye'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-665402952847254735</id><published>2011-06-08T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:21:35.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see my name in shining lights</title><content type='html'>OKAY! So I finally made it to UK after talking about it for so long. Barely ate on the plane cuz it was really horrid and my tummy was making me feel sick so nah. My third day here just passed as it's about 12-ish in the morning now. I'm still not used to the cold summer, its like 15 degrees in the day and i'm throwing on layers of clothes. And at night i'm just freezing away :/ Now i kinda wish i brought more long-sleeves. &lt;br/&gt;Heading to the cafe in the morning later then it's shopping in the afternoon. Hurray! Anyway here's a few photos I took when I arrived. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rhH8TgTVmFs/TfAA3ytu-7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Nx5vlaeu_0A/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-RWWHvDWxfVw/TfAA_YMTBHI/AAAAAAAAAag/kT43KRbSBYo/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sxz66P3_IcQ/TfABHJYnTiI/AAAAAAAAAak/pcNHX2Pykxk/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Z8WKH7uABuk/TfABQnvwGuI/AAAAAAAAAao/5pthxGLoMzs/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-I0l_xnHUsmw/TfABVouqdRI/AAAAAAAAAas/7U_Fb1-lUnE/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RKJ6cjNZnWA/TfABcPnep-I/AAAAAAAAAaw/_qBGl3goMnI/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ot5mJVL7YSE/TfABmycBMvI/AAAAAAAAAa0/x70y1Sg4KFs/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--9OcalQvLTc/TfAB0SgkmyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qVAlzYxbbbY/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uNe4Ttaa2pU/TfACDzoT95I/AAAAAAAAAbA/tIhOKX-1Jto/s288/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-665402952847254735?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/665402952847254735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-see-my-name-in-shining-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/665402952847254735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/665402952847254735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-see-my-name-in-shining-lights.html' title='I see my name in shining lights'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rhH8TgTVmFs/TfAA3ytu-7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Nx5vlaeu_0A/s72-c/My%252520Uploaded%252520Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-1280103696519528031</id><published>2011-04-28T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T06:24:05.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I find myself very intrigued about The Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate Middleton. Been reading news online and watching videos of the preparations for the wedding. Right now my biggest question is, how does a girl from an average British family cope with all the royal formalities and all that? I mean, its &lt;i&gt;The&lt;/i&gt; Royal Family. Then again, she's been with Will for about ten years so i suppose she's been prepared. I kinda wish I could've been there to witness the ceremony, its so grand (: Ok anyway my show's on now. I'll post again when i've found something interesting to write about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s I am so catching Fast and Furious 5. Teehee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-1280103696519528031?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/1280103696519528031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-find-myself-very-intrigued-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1280103696519528031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1280103696519528031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-find-myself-very-intrigued-about.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-7627199956417677691</id><published>2011-04-01T05:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T05:02:55.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Apr 1, 2011 8:02:54 PM</title><content type='html'>Ended up working at Vivo today although I was supposed to be at tampines. So here comes my story of the fucking bitchy customer. Btw it's gonna be a long one so please stop reading if you think you're bored by long paragraphs. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;*Customer 1 enquires about stuff so I tend to her* &lt;br/&gt;While I was halfway helping Cust 1, another lady(customer 2) suddenly barged in. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Cust 2: Hi can I have.. &lt;br/&gt;Me: Sorry ma'am gimme a min, I'll finishing helping this lady then I'll come to you. &lt;br/&gt;*Cust 2 gives me black face* &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Okay so I'm done helping cust 1 and I turn to the other lady. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me: Yes how can I help? &lt;br/&gt;Cust 2: I want the BB beige and pink UVUB mousse please. (she's referring to the new launch of products) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As i've been off since tues, I clearly had no idea there was such a 'BB beige' tone for our UVUB mousse cuz none of the seniors informed me about it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Me: Uh, sorry we only have the pink or beige tone for our new launch. There's no BB beige. &lt;br/&gt;Cust 2: Yes there is. There's three tones for the new launch. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I had no idea what she was talking about. But I opened the usual cupboard anyway to show her that there was only pink and beige and true enough she saw for herself. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sidenote: The BB beige tone was stored in a different cupboard but as I stated before, nobody told me about it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Cust 2: There is supposed to be the BB beige tone! &lt;br/&gt;Me: Sorry but this is all the stock we have here. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The lady obviously couldn't do anything about it cuz at that time I really didn't know what she was talking about. So she left angrily. I called my senior to ask her if there was such thing as BB beige and only then did she tell me where and what it was. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A few hours later I got a call from the retail manager and I was told that cust 2 had actually posted on the company's Facebook page complaining about me. And I was like: Excuse me?! It's not my fault that no one told me about it and that I didn't know. So how can I be blamed for it? If you can't get what you want here, you can simply go to other outlets to get it. Why go to the extent of complaining on &lt;i&gt;facebook?&lt;/i&gt; It's not like I purposely don't wanna give you your products. Believe me, I want the sales just as much as you want your stuff. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So ANYWAY. The retail manager handed the matter over to my senior and told her to reserve the customer's products and pack it with free gifts. Frankly speaking imho, I think the free gifts were unnecessary. It'll give the customer the impression that 'oh as long as I kick up a fuss about small matters I can get free gifts'. If it was me, I'd just give her exactly what she wanted, nothing more nothing less.&lt;br/&gt;That concludes my story. Yes I know it was pretty long. Going out for dinner with my family now (: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-7627199956417677691?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/7627199956417677691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-created-apr-1-2011-80254-pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/7627199956417677691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/7627199956417677691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-created-apr-1-2011-80254-pm.html' title='Post Created Apr 1, 2011 8:02:54 PM'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-3324771132215505474</id><published>2011-03-24T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:40:43.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody wants the thrill</title><content type='html'>Here's my once-in-a-blue-moon post. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Had godawful cramps this morning before work. I honestly felt like taking mc but I decided it was too last min so now I'm here at vivocity being bored. &lt;br/&gt;American Idol was on last night and as usual, Scotty McReery had me going crazy when he sang. HAHA. He is absolutely adorable (: And the most amazing thing is, he's only 18 and his voice is bass deep like seriously low. That really got me man, he's so unique yet he's humble and everything. Unlike James Durbin, his voice has a really wide range and yeah its cool and all, but he's kinda arrogant about it. Pia Toscano is also another brilliant singer. Her voice is pitch perfect and the judges actually compared her to the legendary Celine Dion. She's such a beautiful, talented lady. And she's got such a cheerful personality that it'll be hard for anyone not to like her! I'm hoping for the top three to be Scotty, Pia and Jacob. They are a m a z i n g singers and they deserve to be at the top. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-3324771132215505474?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/3324771132215505474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/03/everybody-wants-thrill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/3324771132215505474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/3324771132215505474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/03/everybody-wants-thrill.html' title='Everybody wants the thrill'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-2373033175120037238</id><published>2011-01-09T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T01:03:44.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am too lazy to type out everything thats on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-2373033175120037238?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/2373033175120037238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-too-lazy-to-type-out-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/2373033175120037238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/2373033175120037238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-too-lazy-to-type-out-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-4770613062783483977</id><published>2011-01-04T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:51:43.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello 2011, sorry for not welcoming you with a pleasant mood. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not gonna post about new year resolutions and all that cuz i know i'm barely gonna stick to it. Lol. Had lunch with cousins and aunts at parkway today. I felt so awesome seeing everyone else wearing uniforms while i'm the only who wasnt, then i was thinking: Ohmygod i'm actually older than all of 'em. That realisation hit me man. Shit hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adults went to the fengshui shop so Chelsia and I went to get Koi just to pass time, headed to Borders and met dear Jingxi there! We were supposed to meet for lunch but mum said I had to lunch with aunts instead. Shopped after lunch with mum then bought dinner home. Think i'm gonna sleep early tonight, I feel kinda tired. Plus i've gotta work at ahyi Fion's shop tomorrow. Alex just came home and she's complaining about her sad class on the first day of school cuz no one's fun. Hahaha tough luck love (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a perfect world, this could never happen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-4770613062783483977?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/4770613062783483977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011-sorry-for-not-welcoming-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4770613062783483977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4770613062783483977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011-sorry-for-not-welcoming-you.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-8758654486099402579</id><published>2010-09-03T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T04:33:00.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Chillin'</title><content type='html'>Alright! Art O level coursework is &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; outta the way. Man, i've been waiting for this day to come for so long. Feel kinda worried though, cuz Os are just next month and i'm barely starting to study hardcore yet. But i've made it a vow to seriously mug this Sept holidays while i've got the chance. Booked tuition at aunty elsie's place almost everyday man. Hopefully it'll kickstart my motivation to study. Ah well. &lt;div&gt;With coursework flung into the past, my bad mood goes with it and I feel a lil better now(: I suppose i dont work well under pressure cuz I get so edgy and my mind isn't able to focus on the current matter properly. So i guess now that prelims are over, I've got a lil more room for studying comfortably without having to rush like, 6 topics in a day? :/ But since its friday night, there shall be no studying tonight and I shall be watching a rented dvd at home with my sisters(: Not to forget ice cream and snacks! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-8758654486099402579?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/8758654486099402579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-night-chillin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/8758654486099402579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/8758654486099402579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/09/friday-night-chillin.html' title='Friday Night Chillin&apos;'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-557521222691086291</id><published>2010-08-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T07:14:24.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But its over now, go on and take a bow.</title><content type='html'>Yep, changed back to the classic blogger template. I guess a simple one would do. Kinda sick of all the fanciful designs. Decided to blog cuz i realised i've neglected my blog for over a month. Prelims start like, tomorrow. And before i know it, O levels are gonna be staring at me in the face. I have this constant worry in me that i'm not studying enough. But everytime i wanna study, either something crops up or nothing makes sense to my brain. Like, today. I was supposed to go study with friends then mum had to kick up a big fuss over it and waste so much time when i could be studying. And with all the YOG rehearsals till midnight, its literally impossible to study. Nevermind. I'll just have to salvage all the time i have left. Alright, gonna send my art writeup over to Miss Tay then head to sleep. Needa conserve energy for the long day tomorrow; english and science practical then YOG rehearsals where there's gonna be audiences x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-557521222691086291?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/557521222691086291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/08/but-its-over-now-go-on-and-take-bow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/557521222691086291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/557521222691086291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/08/but-its-over-now-go-on-and-take-bow.html' title='But its over now, go on and take a bow.'/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6200243399903279406</id><published>2010-07-02T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&amp;Now I finally realise why I get upset over the most &lt;br /&gt;innocent things sometimes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay it's been a while since I blogged. This might be a boring post so please stop reading if you intend to be entertained. So anyway, I've just finished watching The Precious Babes on channel 8 and I SWEAR that show's got me hooked! Renxian is heart wrenching-ly handsome! Goshhhh! Especially when he winked at Zhiqing in today's episode. I literally screamed okay. Hahahaha! I think Al did too! LOL. Sighhh. I'd go nuts if I'm able to meet him someday. *squeals!* Hahaha I know I'm behaving like some immature fangirl but he is just. so. gorgeous! I'm EXTREMELY excited for the next episode where things get all messed up. I guess I preferred it when everyone was happily in love but it gets juicy when they start arguing then make up in the end(: Kay I gotta stop ranting away. HAHA. Till next time, &lt;i&gt;ciao!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6200243399903279406?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6200243399903279406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-finally-realise-why-i-get-upset-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6200243399903279406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6200243399903279406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-finally-realise-why-i-get-upset-over.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-3386313004679720209</id><published>2010-06-24T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEANNA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVEYA LOADS MY BABY SISTER ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Decided to dedicate today's post to my lil sister as its her 7th birthday. She prolly wont even be able to see this but still (: Made this huge chocolate chip oatmeal cookie as her birthday present, hope she'll like it! Me and Al will be picking her up from daycare later to bring her out for her lil birthday treat, afterwhich when parents come home, we'll be bringing her out again for a birthday dinner and this time we're gonna let her order for us. Hahaha! Hopefully she'll enjoy everything we planned for her! :D But for now, i think i'd better finish up some holiday homework. Havent touched it since two weeks ago i think :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-3386313004679720209?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/3386313004679720209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-leanna-loveya-loads-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/3386313004679720209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/3386313004679720209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-leanna-loveya-loads-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-5448058828782608687</id><published>2010-06-22T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/TCBjGL53PPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/klfTBD9-19U/s1600/36737_409482483953_613073953_4253030_6793313_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/TCBjGL53PPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/klfTBD9-19U/s320/36737_409482483953_613073953_4253030_6793313_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485493304063114482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;CAMP LIONS 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Team Asoka!:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mabel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xinyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eugene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yi Wei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huang Yi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Li Ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Shi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camp was MEGA AWESOME! Made lots and lots of new friends, learnt many new things and received plenty of good advice. The people there are the best kinda friends you can ever find :D I can't exactly describe how i feel after the camp but i definitely find a changed person in me and its a good change (: Hopefully i'll be able to keep this up. I deeply thank everyone who has organised and planned this camp, it was a great success :D Oh and also thanking my team mates for being patient and always encouraging me, especially with my troublesome asthamatic condition. As you can see, i've specially mentioned you guys up there (: Love  y'all! Oh and beach party on 10th July. ALL MUST GO! Yeaaaaahhhhh! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;big&gt;CAMP LIONS FTW! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-5448058828782608687?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/5448058828782608687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/camp-lions-2010-team-asoka-mabel-xinyi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5448058828782608687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5448058828782608687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/camp-lions-2010-team-asoka-mabel-xinyi.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/TCBjGL53PPI/AAAAAAAAAY4/klfTBD9-19U/s72-c/36737_409482483953_613073953_4253030_6793313_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6653633636237949082</id><published>2010-06-17T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is terrible. Since World Cup started, I've never stayed up to watch the matches except tonight. And it just so happens to be the night before camp. Instead of getting as much sleep, I'm wide awake eating a pizza bar and drinking..carrot juice? Lolol. I feel like such a glutton cuz I actually planned to eat mac 'n' cheese later during the 2.30am game. Unhealthy much, but who cares, I'm happy. Hahah. As for tomorrow, chilled coffee should be able to keep me awake like it never fails to do during school days(: Alrighty, imma sleep for about an hour then wake up to catch sexy French guys vs hot Mexican dudes. Oh yeahhh (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6653633636237949082?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6653633636237949082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-terrible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6653633636237949082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6653633636237949082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-848156568580369026</id><published>2010-06-16T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Relax, take it easy(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really amusing when I hear how people gossip like a bitch behind someone's back but in front of them, they act like they're a really good friend and treats them really nicely. Come on man, make up your mind. Either you're a real friend or you're not, don't act like you're nice to them to get info then bitch behind their back. You've got the guts to bitch then say it in their face if you dare. Don't be a sad hypocrite who only bitches for the sake of having something to talk about or to gain attention. Hahaha! It's real pathetic y'know. I see that happening around me and I'm like thinking: 'Dude, don't even try that with me. I'm not a fool' (: Whether you do it knowingly or not, I don't know and neither do I care. But next time if you do wonder why you're kept in the dark about certain things, you'd know why(; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First I was afraid, I was petrified. Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side. But I spent so many nights thinking how did me wrong and I grew strong, I learnt to carry on. Go on now, walk out the door. Don't turn around now cuz you're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with 'goodbye'? You'd think I'd crumble, lay and die. Oh no, not I. I will survive, as long as I know how to love, I'll stay alive. I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give. &lt;u&gt;I will survive.&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-848156568580369026?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/848156568580369026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/relax-take-it-easy-i-find-it-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/848156568580369026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/848156568580369026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/relax-take-it-easy-i-find-it-really.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-2909935019050024040</id><published>2010-06-15T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;MIKA LIVE IN SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;14 June 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;The concert was freaking awesome! Everyone was really hyper and everything. What a shocking surprise from parents(: Photos and videos will be uploaded on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Woke up really late today, had POA tuition afterwhich i went down with Miss Susan and we bought Magnum Gold to try it for the very first time. It was really gold man :O Like, when it melted a bit, the chocolate bit outside was gold-ish and it was a lil shiny. I was quite shocked cuz i didnt expect it to really be gold. LOL. Did a bit of math in the afternoon, napped,  and now i'm uploading everything. I shall sleep early tonight cuz my eyes are reeeeally painful. Its been hurting since yesterday afternoon ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Truth be told, my problem's old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;You mean the world to me but you'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;You could be cruel to me, why go risking the way that i see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7675973658370550766-2909935019050024040?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/2909935019050024040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/mika-live-in-singapore-14-june-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/2909935019050024040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/2909935019050024040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/mika-live-in-singapore-14-june-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-200875911387370042</id><published>2010-06-13T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ta69SqiDJyU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ta69SqiDJyU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Pink's cool. Love this vid. \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-200875911387370042?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/200875911387370042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/hahaha-pinks-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/200875911387370042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/200875911387370042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/hahaha-pinks-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-5377532635161770912</id><published>2010-06-08T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:13.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/TA5KzTgd_yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/nnqzAk3fRoY/s1600/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/TA5KzTgd_yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/nnqzAk3fRoY/s320/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480400041826713378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup bitchez. &lt;div&gt;Havent posted in a while, so here's an update(: This is my last week of grounding, thank goodness! And tomorrow's also the last day we have to go back to school for remedials. But of course i'd still need to study study study like freaking mad. I wish there were more hours in a day. But then again i know its cuz i get so distracted with stuff so i always can't get much work done. Gotta figure out how to stop myself but its hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, a few weeks have passed and i'm still trying to cope. Emotional chaos and shit. Its like, i was a complete mess for i dont know how long. Then i found myself not caring anymore but the more i thought about it, the more angry i became. Angry that I had to go through the same thing again, angry that i gave in too easily, angry that i allowed myself to be weak again and the list goes on and on. And sometimes it doesnt even bother me at all. Its quite weird really. Its just a huge squiggly knot of emotions which i can't seem to push aside. Kay well whatever, i'm just hoping i'll break outta this someday. Pinning my hopes on the upcoming camp to get over this emotional rubbish and really have some fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-5377532635161770912?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/5377532635161770912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/sup-bitchez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5377532635161770912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5377532635161770912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/sup-bitchez.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/TA5KzTgd_yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/nnqzAk3fRoY/s72-c/DSC01090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-7059506362201480648</id><published>2010-06-02T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T01:46:13.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who says I need you anymore? I could really do without having to live up to your goddamn expectations just trying to please you. I'm sick of constantly worrying about whether I please you or not. Not putting names or leaving clues here, but if you think it's you then step aside and go soothe your guilty conscience(if you even have one) while I move on with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-7059506362201480648?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/7059506362201480648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-says-i-need-you-anymore-i-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/7059506362201480648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/7059506362201480648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-says-i-need-you-anymore-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-4670709005816895684</id><published>2010-05-27T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PTI today. It wasn't that bad at first, mummy saw my report book but didn't scold me. She talked to me nicely and said I had to work really hard and all that. I felt kinda disappointed that I let her down but yet she still didn't scold me. I could see that she didn't wanna give up on me so easily and believed in me, so I had this strong determination to really prove it to her(: &lt;br /&gt;But after meeting with mrs kwok, I had to go see the VP and she totally dragged my morale down. Scolded me about almost everyth that I couldn't even be bothered to tell her the truth anymore. Huh. I doubt she'd even believe me anyway so I just sat there and kept quiet. She was really harsh and dismissed whatever reasoning I had so I couldn't control a few tears. I felt so demoralized and useless when she said things like that. I know I didn't put enough effort and I recognize that but it doesn't mean she had to start probing into my personal stuff like facebook and all that. That's my personal matter and had nothing to do with  studies at all, it's not often that I even use my laptop anyway. But whatever, I'm currently in a 'don't wanna care about anyth' mood right now. All most people care about are about those numbers on the paper and from one exam, completely give up on you. No encouragement whatsoever, all you people can say is that I'm gonna be a failure if I don't work hard and even left me to fend for myself. Yeah thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You lied through your teeth and for that, fuck your feelings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-4670709005816895684?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/4670709005816895684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/pti-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4670709005816895684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4670709005816895684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/pti-today.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-4643538812319784302</id><published>2010-05-23T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T07:49:48.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi.&lt;/div&gt;Fought with sister again. I'm completely emotionless now. Actually i would have posted this on my public blog but sadly there are assholes out there who would claim i'm trying to seek attention. &lt;div&gt;Whatever, bitchez.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-4643538812319784302?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/4643538812319784302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4643538812319784302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4643538812319784302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6456696902983920365</id><published>2010-05-23T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S_jpYwcJvgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/QJoTcudcx7Q/s1600/DSC00916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S_jpYwcJvgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/QJoTcudcx7Q/s320/DSC00916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474381958597950978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I FINALLY GOT THAT PINK STITCH TOY! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg i've been wanting it for so damn long and i've finally got it! Thanks to Ahyi Novia and Chelsia :D Hahaha! I'm so happy! :D Anyway, dinner with the girls was &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt;. Ate at New York New York and we had gigantic portions of food that we couldnt finish. Heh. Took lots of photos, its all up on facebook. And once again i was surprised with a birthday cake :D Hahaha! This is the best Sweet 16 birthday i could ever ask for(: A big thank you to everyone who has made my birthday the greatest ever. Love y'all!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6456696902983920365?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6456696902983920365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-finally-got-that-pink-stitch-toy-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6456696902983920365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6456696902983920365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-finally-got-that-pink-stitch-toy-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S_jpYwcJvgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/QJoTcudcx7Q/s72-c/DSC00916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6646961149037325265</id><published>2010-05-21T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best way to kill the pain permanently is when you can't even feel at all. I need that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6646961149037325265?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6646961149037325265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/best-way-to-kill-pain-permanently-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6646961149037325265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6646961149037325265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/best-way-to-kill-pain-permanently-is.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6039154476601186427</id><published>2010-05-20T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T01:47:11.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm officially Sweet 16! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! Thanks for all the birthday calls, text messages, and facebook comments :D Really appreciate them all. And here's wishing a happy happy birthday to Kenneth, Katherine and Wei Nan. (: Hope you guys have a great year ahead :D&lt;br /&gt;Anw, just had dinner with the family and they bought a beautiful heart-shaped blueberry cake for me(: Was kinda surprised that mum would actually order a cake with super loads of cream on it cuz usually she doesn't want us to eat such unhealthy stuff. Lolol. But anw, today was great, dinner was great. OH! And I got my official phone back too! :DDD Still had a few messages from the past though :/ Became rather upset when I read them. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh but I know you hardly care.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6039154476601186427?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6039154476601186427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-officially-sweet-16-hahah-thanks-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6039154476601186427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6039154476601186427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-officially-sweet-16-hahah-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6493703212942564246</id><published>2010-05-06T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T01:44:00.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After all the effort I've been putting in, trying to keep us strong, this is what I get. Just because I give in and put up with it doesn't mean you can just do it outright like that. I've got a limit alright. Make up your mind, who's more important? Your 'buddy' or me? Whether you read this or not, I don't care. But i can't take it anymore. You don't know how much I've had to go through and how much i've had to put up with. So what happened to all the sacrifices I've made just for you? It makes me feel that I've done that all for nothing. I can't keep going on like this, it's gotta stop. I'm not gonna deny the fact that I get jealous very easily. But I've warned you about that long before we got together yet you still chose to love me. As hard as it gets, I suppress my jealousy just so you won't feel restricted but now you throw this in my face? I can't tolerate it anymore. I have a limit. You know what I'm referring to. And if this isn't gonna stop, then I'll&lt;br /&gt;declare our relationship as over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6493703212942564246?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6493703212942564246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-all-effort-ive-been-putting-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6493703212942564246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6493703212942564246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-all-effort-ive-been-putting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-288085890910256407</id><published>2010-04-30T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forsaking all I&apos;ve fallen for'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks. I desperately need to do my work but my mind won't absorb any info at all. I've got crazy loads of thoughts running through my mind and I can't get 'em out. Arghh. This is driving me insane. At this rate, I don't see how I'll be able to achieve the grades I'm supposed to get. And when that happens, the truth's gonna slap me in the face and whatever I've been holding on for so long is gonna crash all around me. Hell damnation. I hate exams. It ruins my life. &lt;b&gt;It fuckin' ruins everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-288085890910256407?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/288085890910256407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/288085890910256407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/288085890910256407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-3321038509059942618</id><published>2010-04-30T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup bitchez.&lt;br /&gt;First MYE paper today and it was pretty okay. Hopefully I'll do well (: I had no idea there was bio remedial until Yvonne told me after the English paper ended. So was forced to stay back. Ugh. Ended at about 1plus then headed to parkway with Huiting, Joyce and GuJuan. Bought bubble tea from Koi Cafe then went to the food court to eat &lt;b&gt;ban mian!&lt;/b&gt; :D I swear it tastes damn awesome and my craving for today was successfully satisfied :D Hahah. I'm so pleased with myself. *grins* Walked around looking at jewellery and admiring them. Heh. Left at around 3 plus and now Huiting's at my place studying. Actually no, she fell asleep on the table :O Hahah. Well all in all, today was a good day. Apart from a few minor matters that is. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-3321038509059942618?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/3321038509059942618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/sup-bitchez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/3321038509059942618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/3321038509059942618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/sup-bitchez.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-6499192125936535820</id><published>2010-04-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S9WoR2ZauKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Tl5CwWMxzHk/s1600/ocean-temperature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S9WoR2ZauKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Tl5CwWMxzHk/s320/ocean-temperature.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464458747497330850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the surface, you only see a fraction of it. But deep in the ocean, there's a whole chunk more you don't see. Just like humans, you only see their superficial side. You'll never find out what lies beneath until you dive deep enough. Similarly, the achievements of a successful business man is simply built upon years of sweat and tears which people do not know about. Some people judge others based on appearance but that could change anytime, just like the glacier which can be altered by wind and storm. Only those who have the patience and understanding to realize the substance within you are those who should be kept close to the heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Found this picture and i wrote a little caption on it from what mum and dad told me about it. Really something to ponder and reflect on (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-6499192125936535820?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/6499192125936535820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-surface-you-only-see-fraction-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6499192125936535820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/6499192125936535820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-surface-you-only-see-fraction-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S9WoR2ZauKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Tl5CwWMxzHk/s72-c/ocean-temperature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-1150246200019411265</id><published>2010-04-21T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha. We started all this? But wasn't it you who sent the message first? If you hadn't sent the message, this so called 'taiji' as you call it wont happen. You call us bitches? Alright i'll let you think that way, but in the end, i'm not the who's called a fucking bitch by everyone (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am mega exhausted from rehearsal today. Kept running from the Indoor Sports Hall to the Dance Room then the Hall and constantly changing costumes for each dance. Blahhh. As such, no work for today. Yes its my 'day off', according to Boonchin. Hahah! Ended rehearsals pretty late today, around 7.30pm i think. I'm super tired so i think imma go sleep soon. Ah well. This seems kinda short. I have no idea why i even posted. *shrugs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wanna go to 32 Degrees Fahrenheit with Honey(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-1150246200019411265?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/1150246200019411265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1150246200019411265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1150246200019411265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-1148714678754385900</id><published>2010-04-04T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just been to the doctor's. I was hoping so much that he would allow me to go to school today but nope, he said i gotta stay at home for another day. Ugh. So much for being free again. Ah well. I've been stuck at home for four days straight now. Well except for yesterday evening when the family went for detox. Managed to sleep so much better after that (: Especially after all those sleepless nights when i was sick. Okay i have nothing to blog about anymore. I'm moodless. I need twister fries which alex is buying for me right now. I seriously hope she gets home otherwise my mood is gonna take a huge dip. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A summer's disregard, a broken bottle top.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-1148714678754385900?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/1148714678754385900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-been-to-doctors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1148714678754385900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1148714678754385900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-been-to-doctors.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-4820638110501627953</id><published>2010-04-02T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The influenza virus got me ): Been feeling real sick since tuesday but i refused to leave school early. Dont ask me why cuz i have no idea either. It really sucks to get the influenza. Its like headache, cough, sore throat and fever so you're chilled to the bone although its freaking hot outside AND you feel like falling asleep ever 2 seconds. Yep. Thats how bad it is. At first i though it was just normal fever so i still went to school the next day but when it got worse, i gave up and mum took me to the doctor. Thats when i was tested positive for the Influenza A virus. Honestly, i thought the influenza was H1N1 cuz i remembered something about it being similar but luckily it wasnt. Thank God. Was given loads of medicine, slept a lot and today i'm feeling a whole lot better(: But i'm still quarantined at home till sunday. Ah well. At least i'll be back to school by monday(: Alright i'm gonna have lunch then take a nap. Headache's coming back :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And everybody knows when we step in the spot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-4820638110501627953?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/4820638110501627953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/influenza-virus-got-me-been-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4820638110501627953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/4820638110501627953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/04/influenza-virus-got-me-been-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-5007771502737234722</id><published>2010-03-12T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cannot promise very much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I give you the images i know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lie still with me and watch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We laugh and we touch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I promise you love, time will not take that away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-5007771502737234722?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/5007771502737234722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cannot-promise-very-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5007771502737234722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/5007771502737234722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cannot-promise-very-much.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7675973658370550766.post-1598838037261258827</id><published>2010-02-05T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:41:14.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_JKueVz13WoM/S2v3bB_L9fI/AAAAAAAAASA/cZMR-LXAv2E/s1600-h/daniel-henney+double.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 494px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S2v3bB_L9fI/AAAAAAAAASA/cZMR-LXAv2E/s320/daniel-henney+double.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434709419114624498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel Henney&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mega&lt;/span&gt; hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i havent posted in a week! Mostly due to the fact that i've been either lazy or had nothing to blog about. Well mum's back from KL for a few days then flying off again which means more freedom :D School seemed to pass in a flash today. Tests are round the corner and i've made up my mind to really study and revise for it. Anyway, Matilda came to visit today and dragged Rayland along too (: Hahah. Havent seen her in the longest time. Oh which reminds me, i'm finally gonna meet up with Jing, Helena(with her 'italian mafia') and Sarah on mondaaaaay! Miss them freakloads! Can't wait till then :D But for now, since i havent been to the movies since Avatar, i shall be heading to Tampines to catch Tooth Fairy later(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What i know now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7675973658370550766-1598838037261258827?l=rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/feeds/1598838037261258827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/02/daniel-henney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1598838037261258827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7675973658370550766/posts/default/1598838037261258827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosesforthebitches.blogspot.com/2010/02/daniel-henney.html' title=''/><author><name>NICOLA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13916631449973854597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JKueVz13WoM/S2v3bB_L9fI/AAAAAAAAASA/cZMR-LXAv2E/s72-c/daniel-henney+double.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
