<?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-13681033</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:11:02.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no-ones-perfect</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-114623885942325113</id><published>2006-04-28T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:40:59.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya!!!&lt;br /&gt;haven been blogging for close to a month..&lt;br /&gt;got lattebaby 3 weeks ago and hes still so naughty and refused to be trained!!&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;anwyays im working in karen millen now;a high-end boutique thanks to pj's recommendation.&lt;br /&gt;but the pay only so-so only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the food and hotel food fest at expo today..&lt;br /&gt;nice food!&lt;br /&gt;ate bread puddings and bla &lt;br /&gt;sweet really sweet man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas ive a feeling i forgot how to blog alr..&lt;br /&gt;feel kinda weird now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sku yesterday to withdraw officially and today went back again..&lt;br /&gt;fucking lame but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;all over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working tmr and i really hope it'll be quite slack tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khaileng!!!&lt;br /&gt;FASTER REVAMPING UR BLOG CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt see khaileng priya jean yan and 9 for ages..&lt;br /&gt;wonder how are they now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveforever&lt;br /&gt;isaac&amp;latte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13681033.post-114388034436545499</id><published>2006-04-01T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:32:24.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.&lt;br /&gt;i think im a lil sick in the head :D&lt;br /&gt;im planning to buy a english dog pram for LATTE and a hundred plus bucks carrier for him.&lt;br /&gt;abit siao for a dog huh.&lt;br /&gt;but hes really adorable! fatfat de.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post up his pics soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been working my ass off these few weeks and im tired alr..&lt;br /&gt;its so boring to just keep sitting there and do shit.&lt;br /&gt;dun like dun like!&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going to my manicurist's place to pick up some more tips on nails and shes asking me to model for her shop but see how ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something random..&lt;br /&gt;i think i walk better in wedges than in heels/pumps/flats!&lt;br /&gt;i can even run after a bus in them! and they're what..3 inches?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna quit sku and study in mdis.&lt;br /&gt;im totally loving this way and relaxed attitude :))))&lt;br /&gt;and i can go straight into varsity so whats there not to lovvvvee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going shopping tmr after manicure then do pedicure at the nail palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna cut my hair and dye it once ive time!&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 isaac&amp;amp;latte!&lt;br /&gt;muax! &lt;style&gt;bgsound {display:none}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114388034436545499?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-114312050109499870</id><published>2006-03-23T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T05:28:21.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i should be happy shouldnt i ?&lt;br /&gt;i have everything..&lt;br /&gt;enough money for me to go shopping whenever i want..&lt;br /&gt;a fabulous boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;the cutest puppy in the world named Latte..&lt;br /&gt;a comfy home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be glad and feeling fortunate shouldnt i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tell me why!&lt;br /&gt;why am i feeling shitty. &lt;style&gt;bgsound {display:none}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114312050109499870?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-114291564252140087</id><published>2006-03-20T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:34:02.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;fuck school.&lt;br /&gt;im gna repeat one sem. &lt;style&gt;bgsound {display:none}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114291564252140087?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/114291564252140087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=114291564252140087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114174745444699756?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/114174745444699756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=114174745444699756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114174745444699756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114174745444699756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-i-wish-i-have-no-father.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-114114870078413417</id><published>2006-02-28T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:45:00.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slacked at home today&lt;br /&gt;then  went down to compasspoint with isaac to get our rings and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;went to get a Za lipstick heh heh :PP&lt;br /&gt;after that went to tne gamestore to check out whether sims2 expansion pack for my sis's bday prez but too bad its not in yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy Benji to watch.&lt;br /&gt;i love dogs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways me and isaac decided to get a dog!&lt;br /&gt;which is really cool..&lt;br /&gt;will be a shih tzu :)))&lt;br /&gt;i adore hairy dogs la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm had dinner at pasta fresca de salvatore at bukit timah with family and isaac!&lt;br /&gt;food's great except for isaac's and dad's.&lt;br /&gt;it was horrid.tasted like vomit.honto ni like puke man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;isaac's disturbing me!&lt;br /&gt;hahhahah!&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114114870078413417?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/114114870078413417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=114114870078413417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114114870078413417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114114870078413417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/slacked-at-home-today-then-went-down.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-114105832152837355</id><published>2006-02-27T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T08:38:41.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;today's the 8th month me and isaac  got together!&lt;br /&gt;im so glad we got thru my tantrums and everything else! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;i so need anger management.&lt;br /&gt;anyways we went to watch FD3 which is really gory and eeksome but was good la.&lt;br /&gt;according to isaac,he said that he likes this kinda horror thrillers cos they dun give u hell load of stupid suspense and sound effects.they simply just throw it in ur face! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;and he said that death cannot be defeated only delayed.which i find it quite true.when its ur number its ur number.&lt;br /&gt;then we went down to plaza hotel near the concourse to eat the buffet which was really thumbs-up! and the price is okay too per pax 33+++ bucks so together about 76++? yeah its cool!&lt;br /&gt;we were like the youngest people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went down to compasspoint to make our rings!&lt;br /&gt;its beautiful with a diamond in the center.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought paris hilton autobiography today with a book called 'The boy who kicked pigs'&lt;br /&gt;good book but slightly gruesome.but with a good dosage of humor so no harm done.&lt;br /&gt;i like paris hilton i admit.'sides its nothing to be ashamed of yeah.&lt;br /&gt;shes cool funny and basically if im her i prolly will do everything like her 'cept the sex video.&lt;br /&gt;shes like my idol but i dun overdo stuffs yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac's staying over tonight! :PP&lt;br /&gt;loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's althea's 16th bday.&lt;br /&gt;gna celebrate it in Swissotel hotel or sth.&lt;br /&gt;the tallest hotel in spore la.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the food's good.&lt;br /&gt;gna get her sims2 newest expansion pack.&lt;br /&gt;its really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightynights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114105832152837355?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/114105832152837355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=114105832152837355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114105832152837355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114105832152837355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay-todays-8th-month-me-and-isaac-got.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-114096577251321075</id><published>2006-02-26T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T06:56:12.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally gna update my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25feb06:&lt;br /&gt;went for my cousin's housewarming party at her condo in bishan.&lt;br /&gt;damn nice la but too bad i dun like her and her family.&lt;br /&gt;all nerds.DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;after that cant stand it le then went to watch the fog with isaacbaby!&lt;br /&gt;he was with me for so many days i got so used to him sleeping over at my place :PP&lt;br /&gt;hahas happyhappy!&lt;br /&gt;the fog was kinda good! very logical in the end hahas so watch it soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;went to see nina perform at marina square!!&lt;br /&gt;not bad very 'ang'! ( red )&lt;br /&gt;hahas..then went down to ps to eat my fave fried fish hotpot with isaac!&lt;br /&gt;hahas hes very much a part of my life! cant do without him :DDD&lt;br /&gt;then went down to his house to slack..&lt;br /&gt;quite long never go down le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that i pass my math ppr.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im taking up a mani pedi course!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas i hope its gna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;then after that maybe go work for my friend who co owns a nail parlour!&lt;br /&gt;hahas in fcat shes the one who asks me to take up the course and help her out.&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights piggos.&lt;br /&gt;lovelovebaby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114096577251321075?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-114062624225279682</id><published>2006-02-22T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T08:37:22.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh i really hate exams&lt;br /&gt;they seriously drain life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways im thinking if i should go to the casting for a commercial tmr at 1030am.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i have exasms on friday!&lt;br /&gt;so im sooo torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDD..&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of becoming a waitress!!&lt;br /&gt;will be fun hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;pj's helping me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really frustrated these few days.&lt;br /&gt;making everyone around me edgy..&lt;br /&gt;sigh i dun wna be like this man..&lt;br /&gt;its like no source of happiness somewhat and its lame.&lt;br /&gt;like always feeling something's gna happen but not sure what so its very urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick of sku sick of home&lt;br /&gt;sick of parents sick of everything except isaac.&lt;br /&gt;wna do something really crazy.&lt;br /&gt;like quitting sku and taking up other courses elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;or getting high on drugs but the damn thing is i dun do 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac's been staying over these few days which is really great cos it feels that hes integrating into the family and family's been treating him like hes been here forever :DD&lt;br /&gt;cooked today and it was good claimed by parents and they're good critics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entry's like totally random cos my thoughts now cant produce coherent ones.&lt;br /&gt;my feet's kinda wet now.&lt;br /&gt;eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking that why paris hilton's always kena dissed by so many people.&lt;br /&gt;i think its unfair la.&lt;br /&gt;shes rich people jealous&lt;br /&gt;she got dogs monkeys people also jealous&lt;br /&gt;she changed bfs people also jealous&lt;br /&gt;i mean i read so many things about her and i dun get it.&lt;br /&gt;she has her own life to live and her own personal things to settle and people had to diss her for it.&lt;br /&gt;so weird.&lt;br /&gt;as long as she knows whats shes doing everything should be dandy so why should people with their tinted specs decides her life and the way she does things.&lt;br /&gt;like magazines.&lt;br /&gt;they dictate what people in TREND should wear.&lt;br /&gt;what designers should we wear and even what color! its so sickening.&lt;br /&gt;they forgot this pesky detail that not everyone is rich and can just sway their asses in prada and spent tens of thousands on a bag.&lt;br /&gt;these are all random.&lt;br /&gt;jeez. i think im going mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my besties.&lt;br /&gt;its really sad.&lt;br /&gt;we swore we would always keep in contact with each other  but now a sms will make me giggle and think 'hey she msged!!'&lt;br /&gt;but now not even a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a call from alex this noon and asked me if i wna go for casting tmr for a commercial.&lt;br /&gt;good pay but wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;gta study for pecons which is why its really a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;i wna try it out.&lt;br /&gt;but........&lt;br /&gt;i think im getting fatter alr&lt;br /&gt;trying not to eat rice now but its damn diff cos i love rice.&lt;br /&gt;can just eat rice and nth else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im worried.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyababy!!&lt;br /&gt;always and always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114062624225279682?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/114062624225279682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=114062624225279682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114062624225279682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114062624225279682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/gosh-i-really-hate-exams-they.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-114027548619807006</id><published>2006-02-18T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T07:11:26.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats your current relationship status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; spag top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your current problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; end sem exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; watching a famous korean drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you love most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; shopping!&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; sleeping&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; being with isaac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What makes you most happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; spa &amp; massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you musically inclined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; er hardly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What would you do if you woke up one morning and found out you were on cocaine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; FUCKK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you could go back in time, and change something, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; kill that bastard who didnt finish burning ALL the books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you MUST be an animal for ONE day, what will you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; eagle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ever have a near death experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yeah when i was damn young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name ONE obvious quality you have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; sociable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; some korean song from the drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you happy today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name someone with the same birthday as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; glenn alinskie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yong tau foo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever vandalized someone's private property?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; plenty plenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yeah slapped him actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever sang in front of a large audience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; of about 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you usually order from Starbucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; i get headaches from crap like these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your biggest mistake this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yeah cut myself on the wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say something totally random about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; i can be reaaally bitchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yeah from my ex-tutor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; tom &amp; jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you have braces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; no need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you comfortable with your height?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; hellyea i'd hate being a shortie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When do you know it's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; when i can't stop thinking about him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you speak any other languages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; some french a pinch of jap and some vulgarities in italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite smell(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; my dkny frangrance and anna sui's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever disappeared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; no man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What magazines do you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; her health cleo female her world 8days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever ridden in a Hummer limo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; nahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyone you were really close with passed away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you ever watch MTV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; they're stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's something that really annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; giving lameass shit as excuses&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's something you really like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--&gt; dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like Micheal Jackson?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; no but i sympathize him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you give random hugs and kisses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the latest you have ever stayed up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; more than 24 hrs at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What time is it now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; 1110pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-114027548619807006?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/114027548619807006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=114027548619807006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114027548619807006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/114027548619807006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-your-current-relationship-status.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113982827413267100</id><published>2006-02-13T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T02:57:54.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling boredboredbored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wna collect my specs today but shipment not in yet.&lt;br /&gt;very wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wentback to sku for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;waste time only.&lt;br /&gt;fucking teacher didnt come.&lt;br /&gt;people like khaileng HAD to travel all the way from tiongbahru to wait for him.&lt;br /&gt;irresponsible freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wella.&lt;br /&gt;for the hell of it.&lt;br /&gt;think i'll post some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/memeemme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/memeemme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;before i left home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/lvbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/lvbag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom bought it for me as christmas gift yeah.&lt;br /&gt;about 2k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays.&lt;br /&gt;im sian now.&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113982827413267100?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113982827413267100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113982827413267100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113982827413267100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113982827413267100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-boredboredbored.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113975182155106921</id><published>2006-02-12T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T05:43:41.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/mangoshorts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/mangoshorts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a shorts from mango.&lt;br /&gt;dont you buy the same thing as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought something will cliche will happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113975182155106921?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113975182155106921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113975182155106921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113975182155106921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113975182155106921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/bought-shorts-from-mango.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113959058876040407</id><published>2006-02-10T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T08:56:28.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch fearless today with isaac!!&lt;br /&gt;hell man it was really fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny shit happened when we wanted to go in at 730 when the attendant told us it was actually at 930 and the theatre is alr packed so wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas then we walked around and bought a pair of earrings and eyeshawdow from the face shop and also collected my cheque from xodus.&lt;br /&gt;the salespeople there are getting from BAD TO EXTREME BAD.&lt;br /&gt;its like rude and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should feedback to the boss since i know her quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting cab just now was HELL.&lt;br /&gt;no cabs at all!&lt;br /&gt;actually got la but they want midnight charge so they put 'busy' 'on call' and ' hired'&lt;br /&gt;yeaahhhright.i believe :X&lt;br /&gt;finally got a cab and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;its a sex-depraved maniac and throughout the entire journey was talking to us about 90% sex shit.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;his name is albert.&lt;br /&gt;shudders.&lt;br /&gt;and he even mention sth like "sucks" abd "licks" to isaac when he went home.&lt;br /&gt;like eew?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having backache all the way down my back.&lt;br /&gt;sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna head over to wilkie road to do some stuffs tmr!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs its a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove baby!&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself thoroughly today and i hope u really like ur bracelet!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113959058876040407?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113959058876040407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113959058876040407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113959058876040407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113959058876040407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/went-to-watch-fearless-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113950005153992259</id><published>2006-02-09T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T07:47:31.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sister really is a fucking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;she off-ed the wireless cos hse wna sleep and it silent somemore.&lt;br /&gt;very wtf right.&lt;br /&gt;crazy bitch like calaise ivy.&lt;br /&gt;no brainn nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr,irritated.&lt;br /&gt;ihateqm.&lt;br /&gt;honto ni hates it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going with my mom for her checkup tmr.&lt;br /&gt;wna see if shes healthy anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i made a mistake cutting my real nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a really good place!&lt;br /&gt;hellyea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what im gna get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love isaac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113950005153992259?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113950005153992259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113950005153992259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113950005153992259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113950005153992259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-sister-really-is-fucking-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113939933229759883</id><published>2006-02-08T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:48:52.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm,maybe i should start blooging daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways a thought occured to me when i was stuck in a traffic jam in a cab.&lt;br /&gt;okays there was an accident this morning but it was no big deal cos the affected cars can still move to the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what! with all the cars alr at the shoulder lane,the entire TPE jammed!&lt;br /&gt;cos know why? they kapo-ed.look here look there..GOT PEOPLE DIE ANOT?! then they slowly machiam like snail like that crawl away.and then theres another kinda people.they slowly cruise past the cars kinda buounged ones and look for the carplate number!! so they can buy 4D,toto,etc..&lt;br /&gt;sickening right these people? why sickening? cos they never know when a ill/dying/wounded person in an ambulance stuck in the jam! THEN cos the driver cant make it to the hospital in time..they die! other than damn suay..its very poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;SEE now? dun be kapo..must move!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy! cos i managed to do a fairly good job for my french oral..&lt;br /&gt;sad! cos i scored damn damn bloody low for my q-method..&lt;br /&gt;tired! cos of so many less-than-enuff-sleep nights..&lt;br /&gt;disappointed! cos i cant have the thing i want..&lt;br /&gt;unfulfilled! cos i know i can do better for this sem if i really want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac tham:&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being sucha nice boyfriend..sweet too!&lt;br /&gt;although you procrastinate a hell loads and do things waaay late,i still love you!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.can be sucha ninny at times.clumsy like a bear and say inane things :)&lt;br /&gt;and your smacking of your face when i do sth to ur nose is a classic! FUNNYYYYY! :D&lt;br /&gt;so loving but so lazy! hahas..ask u to help me take pepsi down from ur room,you ehhed here ehhed there!&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what i will always love you!!&lt;br /&gt;lovelove!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a lil weirded out..&lt;br /&gt;like something is suffocating me..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im just very very worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyoubabydear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113939933229759883?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113939933229759883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113939933229759883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113939933229759883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113939933229759883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmmmaybe-i-should-start-blooging-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113932337466313480</id><published>2006-02-07T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:36:15.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>received this message about this girl who needs O- blood in this nam wah ee hospital.&lt;br /&gt;its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIE&lt;/span&gt;. a S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAM&lt;/span&gt; or whatever u wna call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all,theres no such blood type&lt;br /&gt;secondly,no such hospital.&lt;br /&gt;the only hospital with almost identical namesake is in penang and believed to be haunted.&lt;br /&gt;so yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RUBBISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today very funny at pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;got this russian lady came up to me and asked me where i dyed and cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;outta the blue like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways im seriously disappointed today.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt have procrastinated for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only perk of the day is that i finished my math test and the teacher said that i can pass which is naturally a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;and ya,eng draw's done too.&lt;br /&gt;priya cried though halfway thru engdraw..thinkn shes too stressed le..cried cos of a unerasable line :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at pizza hut for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;the garlic bread's yummy!&lt;br /&gt;and the drumlets are equally fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;haven been shopping lately..&lt;br /&gt;just bought a black satin bag from closet affairs for 59 buckaroos on sat.&lt;br /&gt;no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;wna sahop shop SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;but got exams.&lt;br /&gt;fucking bummer.&lt;br /&gt;sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learing french pronounciation now..&lt;br /&gt;damn bored and stressful cos of the oral tmr..&lt;br /&gt;desperately learning!&lt;br /&gt;dun wna make a fool outta myself tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveya!&lt;br /&gt;nights worldie.&lt;br /&gt;although u suck sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113932337466313480?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-113923678919024505</id><published>2006-02-06T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T06:39:49.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been updating!&lt;br /&gt;damn lazy la..cos need to sign in and then start typing is really boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pecons test today was kinda alryts..&lt;br /&gt;very sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quareled with my parents on the weekends&lt;br /&gt;isaac was with my parents too on sunday! nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut away my precious nails so that my fake nails can be placed nicely and evenly.&lt;br /&gt;wondering if i should have that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having french drama test on weds.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so screwed cos the pronounciation is amazingly difficult and unlike some people in my french class they're extremely thick-skinned and so im nervous.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh,think i better start practising soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng draw autocad test is tmr!&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;but think i can do a lil?&lt;br /&gt;okays la,gotta find a good seat tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it sucks that sem exams are so near.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyadarling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113923678919024505?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113923678919024505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113923678919024505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113923678919024505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113923678919024505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/02/haven-been-updating-damn-lazy-la.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113802255480327439</id><published>2006-01-23T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:22:34.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch memoirs of a geisha with darl' today!&lt;br /&gt;not too bad but abit weirded out by some scenes :)&lt;br /&gt;btw i not stupid too is nice! that jack neo really knows what hes talking about.&lt;br /&gt;and ya it also gave me some pointers to do for my tcs project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw clarice teo today at century! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;that woman got a shock from me! hahahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;after that we talked abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we and darl' went into the arcade and played the machine that dispenses good stuffs if we managed to get a 5!!! but we didnt la :((&lt;br /&gt;baby spent a bomb there cos he so sweet wna get that PINK sth for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahs :) love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have my manicure and now my nails are purplish brown.&lt;br /&gt;dear likes it alot!&lt;br /&gt;hahahss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday didnt do much..&lt;br /&gt;went to have breakfast with dear at venezia near ps early in the morning and we had lunch there too!&lt;br /&gt;rum&amp;amp;raisin is my fave ice cream! :DD&lt;br /&gt;hmm..then we went down to compasspoint to get a christian plaque for his dad cos its his birthday! got a funny card for him to! i wrote alota lame things on it though.. hahahs&lt;br /&gt;went back home to spring clean the house abit and then dad sent me down to isaac's house..&lt;br /&gt;slacked for abit and sat in his dad's car to the restaurant at novena square to eat..&lt;br /&gt;met almost all of isaac's relatives,felt super stressed but after awhile okay liao..hahahs&lt;br /&gt;drank red wine there and felt warm instantly.THE RESTAURANT WAS DAMN COLD LA K.&lt;br /&gt;the food was nice! the cake too! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;after that his dad sent me back to my place :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday:&lt;br /&gt;went to isaac's house to surprise him!&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i only surprised his maid and his sister hahahd very lame la.peng.&lt;br /&gt;went downtown to my fave shop and got a top.i love it! damn comfy :)) isaac likes it too!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;shopped abit and walked abit and saw khaileng at a escalator with her fren! hahas..said hi and cursed that asshole bothering her.its dead somemore.haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i ran into pj too!&lt;br /&gt;she damn blur!&lt;br /&gt;i was like straight infront of her and yet she cant see me! AND HER BF HAD TO TILT HER HEAD UP TO SEE ME! SO CUTE RIGHT ?! AHHAHHAS.&lt;br /&gt;talked abit al and then dear got slightly pissed with me but all's well now :DDD&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM!! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya..&lt;br /&gt;i really hate java you know..&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;really really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;its like she didnt even teach us like what the other male teacher did in the next class..&lt;br /&gt;its like a fucking project for god's sake and she cant give a lil bit more hints and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;stingy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway alr asked for help and hopefully daniel can help man..&lt;br /&gt;if not im so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;ugh,im tired..&lt;br /&gt;and i wna chat with darling till victoria secret's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya and chill everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3loveluvs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113802255480327439?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113802255480327439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113802255480327439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113802255480327439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113802255480327439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113768266569518840</id><published>2006-01-19T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:57:45.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psps was horrid la.&lt;br /&gt;fucking got scolded for missed attendance.ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;THEN SHE RAISED A BIG HOOHAA OVER IT.&lt;br /&gt;gave her an opening to scold the 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;priya khaileng and me.&lt;br /&gt;and wth ?!&lt;br /&gt;said that we dun pay attention and shits like that.&lt;br /&gt;pigg.&lt;br /&gt;shes fine with priya though :)&lt;br /&gt;then my mood went on  a free fall when i heard some fuckers have been snubbing babydear.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FUCKING GET A LIFE ?! POOR AND UGLY AND SHITTIFIED LOOKS AINT GETTING YOU ANYWHERE YO ?!&lt;br /&gt;SHIT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA DO SOMETHING TO THAT SON OF BLOODY FATHERFUCKEN BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac bought a shirt from topman.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a clutch from rusty and a wallet from dorothy perkins.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep on isaac's bed.shagged.&lt;br /&gt;been sucha bitch recently.&lt;br /&gt;hatethis.&lt;br /&gt;feel like slapping someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyways,were talking to pj on msn last night.&lt;br /&gt;funny girly.&lt;br /&gt;said alot of things like living good and stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;she said that she wants to have twins so that she only need to endure the pain once and yet have 2 children.funny not she ?! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;she has the exact same chloe bag as me!&lt;br /&gt;hers red and mines black.&lt;br /&gt;but she got it cheaper! at 600plus whereas mine's like 900plus ?&lt;br /&gt;damn big diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SICK OF SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;WNA SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKYOU WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113768266569518840?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113768266569518840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113768266569518840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113768266569518840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113768266569518840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113751132977594104</id><published>2006-01-17T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T07:22:09.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received 37's letter the moment i came home!&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of her to send me an ADVANCED new year letter so early :p&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU TOO!&lt;br /&gt;yeah we should meet up soon!&lt;br /&gt;miss ya loads girly!&lt;br /&gt;okays i'll try to write more in my blog!&lt;br /&gt;although im super lazy and stuffs..heh.&lt;br /&gt;MR SIVA's like amazing la!&lt;br /&gt;appear on newspaper! A CHINESE Newspaper at that.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for mailing me the article too! so nice of you hor.&lt;br /&gt;i went to your blog and your entry's so scary! so fierce! tsktsk :DD&lt;br /&gt;i dunno when's my hols though..lost my sem timetable! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;update your blog too ya!&lt;br /&gt;may you stay happy and lovable as always,37!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tell me when our number club b'day arrives k?! i have a bad memory!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha :))&lt;br /&gt;i dun like sku though.&lt;br /&gt;very random!&lt;br /&gt;hows everyone???&lt;br /&gt;love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally im blogging!&lt;br /&gt;the above entry is dedicated to miss 37!&lt;br /&gt;the half creator of the number club!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;very lazy to say the originations but its cos last time i used to call ppl 38 then she purposely dua me and call me 38 back! and it stuck! AND then shes became 37 and ching's 36,yericca's 02 and so on and so forth!&lt;br /&gt;there're quite a number of clubbers but  my memory sucks la!&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT AH.&lt;br /&gt;we've one thing in common though.&lt;br /&gt;WE HATED FONG CHANG CHONG RAYMOND. [ that fucking bitch of a bastard ] :) he made me hated sec3 &amp; 4 life. ass-hole.&lt;br /&gt;( see how much of hatred i've for him that after 1 year i can still remember his EXACT NAME )&lt;br /&gt;alryts i think i blogged enough!&lt;br /&gt;hand tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wna say i miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;36,37,pj,yan and 9!&lt;br /&gt;haven seen you guys in a PURPLE MOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways before i leave..&lt;br /&gt;KHAI LENG,TAKE CARE OKAYS? DUN LET THAT BLOODY SPIRIT BRING YOU DOWN.THOUGH I KNOW ITS HARD BUT WE'RE ALL HERE TO HELP YOU! :)) BUT FIND A MEDIUM ASAP OKAYS? LET THAT LAU YU POH BE CAPTURED AND SUFFER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BABY THIS IS FOR YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;i know sku's been a drag.&lt;br /&gt;esp with stupid and dumb ppl around makes it worse doesnt it ?&lt;br /&gt;but lets not dwell in it alryts babydear?&lt;br /&gt;it'll only make matters worse cos THIS FREAKING WORLD does not revolve around them.they're just suckers.&lt;br /&gt;darl,i want you to know that no matter what happens i 'll always be here for you!&lt;br /&gt;iLOVEYyoU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnights world.&lt;br /&gt;be good everybody.&lt;br /&gt;my hand's really aching now.&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113751132977594104?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113751132977594104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113751132977594104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113751132977594104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113751132977594104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back-received-37s-letter-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113690609158825480</id><published>2006-01-10T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T07:14:51.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>althea's fucking selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex msged me yesterday asking whether i wna join a singapore airlines commercial on thursday..but i declined la cos isaac doesnt like me to do this :) and anyways ive to wear bikini so wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ikea and get some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyou babydear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113690609158825480?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113690609158825480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113690609158825480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113690609158825480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113690609158825480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/altheas-fucking-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113682263326694517</id><published>2006-01-09T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T08:03:53.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came home in a mercs cab :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cab driver asked me " Do you think love is a sweet or painful? "&lt;br /&gt;and i said without hesitation : SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i have a person i really love.&lt;br /&gt;isaac tham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i really honto ni adore you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113682263326694517?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113682263326694517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113682263326694517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113682263326694517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113682263326694517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/came-home-in-mercs-cab-cab-driver.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113622043377887670</id><published>2006-01-02T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T08:49:08.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 2006 alr :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i thought that 2005 was the worst year ever.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt keep to any of my 05's resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;but i came up with one for 06!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.love isaac more and more!!&lt;br /&gt;1.pack my r o o m.&lt;br /&gt;2.spend more time with my besties.&lt;br /&gt;3.be more sociable.&lt;br /&gt;4.be a better daughter and sister.&lt;br /&gt;5.spend less money :)&lt;br /&gt;6.SAVE money for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;7.laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;8.eat less.&lt;br /&gt;9.be less quarelsome.&lt;br /&gt;10.be less of a critic on myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have alot!&lt;br /&gt;but these are the priorities!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hussein:&lt;br /&gt;you're sucha nice and funny guy! :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your wishes and may yours come true too!&lt;br /&gt;be funny and happy always :)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i did a lil test ying sent me.&lt;br /&gt;the true colour test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's Your True Color?&lt;br /&gt;Clarine, your true color is Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="topen('B','F',true);return false;" href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113622043377887670?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113622043377887670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113622043377887670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113622043377887670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113622043377887670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-2006-alr-seriously-i-thought-that.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113603904652430175</id><published>2005-12-31T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:24:06.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/chloebag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/chloebag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my CHLOE bag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dad's birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to eat at a teahouse restaurant,freaking full now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND OH I WoulD JUSt LIKE TO SAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I HATE PEOPLE WITH NO ORIGINALITY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ITS DISGUSTING :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FOR EG,I WEAR COLORED CONTACTS AND PEOPLE FOLLOW SUIT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ESP IN MY CLASS :) SO YEAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOVELOVE PEEPS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEEYA AROUND.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY FUCKING NEW YEAR MY DEARS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from,yours truly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113603904652430175?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113603904652430175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113603904652430175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113603904652430175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113603904652430175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/12/lalalas.html' title='lalalas'/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113597097736065163</id><published>2005-12-30T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:29:37.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okays.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like back from beijing.&lt;br /&gt;horrid place but gooood food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt buy much things from there.&lt;br /&gt;so my mom went to DFS to buy 1 CHLOE bag and a TOD's bag for me :))&lt;br /&gt;i love them to bits!!!&lt;br /&gt;and ohya..shes comtemplating buying me a LV handbag too!&lt;br /&gt;gosh i love her,really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's freaking cold there!&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh by the way,theres a drink called screaming orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missyababy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113597097736065163?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113597097736065163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113597097736065163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113597097736065163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113597097736065163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/12/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113534830188461402</id><published>2005-12-23T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T06:31:41.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/meagain!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/meagain%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;clarine says BYEBYE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;will be back next sunday or saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;bleah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;beijing :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113534830188461402?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113534830188461402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113534830188461402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113534830188461402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113534830188461402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/12/clarine-says-byebye-will-be-back-next.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113526672790452295</id><published>2005-12-22T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T08:04:56.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/Picture79.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/Picture79.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isaac and me!!&lt;br /&gt;i love him to bits!&lt;br /&gt;but i made him sad today..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry baby...&lt;br /&gt;terribly sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave me a surprise today!!!&lt;br /&gt;my BESTAYS!&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was a coincidence until he told me!&lt;br /&gt;at at cream bistro! YUMM! but i wna eat at plaza sing instead.HAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;caused riots there!&lt;br /&gt;but i miss my girlies so much!&lt;br /&gt;and they had to leave early :(&lt;br /&gt;i love himmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;sweetest person on EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating ham now and missing him..&lt;br /&gt;wun be spending xmas in spore.&lt;br /&gt;will be far away from here..&lt;br /&gt;having a white xmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;3u bb :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113526672790452295?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113526672790452295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>pecons suck.&lt;br /&gt;qmethods still okay-ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khaileng gave me a xmas gift this morning outta a sudden!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so i gotta get her one too :) if not very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tests,went down to the arts house at the old parliament house with darling! :DD&lt;br /&gt;finally saw the photos taken for the nanyang arts academy!&lt;br /&gt;hahas nice for all of the models! :)&lt;br /&gt;im a snake and crow! whahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna cut my hair soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna do some online shopping now.&lt;br /&gt;ooh!&lt;br /&gt;and thanks khaileng for your prezzie!!! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovedear :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113518398561443848?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-113501320216613731</id><published>2005-12-19T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T09:26:42.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh.&lt;br /&gt;so i've a growth growing on my upper lid!&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;its so disgusting and slightly swollen :(&lt;br /&gt;last night isaac's dad prayed for me and i swear the swelling went down a lil..im scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math term test was today.&lt;br /&gt;i studied! and yet i dun have the confidence to pass..&lt;br /&gt;im so sick of studying and cramming every single f-ing details in my brain until i cant even regurgitate out i read that very afternoon! :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a brighter note,at least i know where im weak at and damnit! i will fuckin' conquered it.&lt;br /&gt;alr asked serene for help.helpfully there'll be some use man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly think im getting fatter and i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;its so ewwy to be fat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super early and cabbed down to darl's house today..&lt;br /&gt;tired :X&lt;br /&gt;and then i concussed at his place for 2.5hrs.&lt;br /&gt;haahahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving for beijing on the 24th!&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;probably get a headache from  too much chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;its 1!am.&lt;br /&gt;havta wake up damn early tmr.&lt;br /&gt;nights world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveya baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;muax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113501320216613731?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113501320216613731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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fine arts</title><content type='html'>yeasterday went for the fine arts's photoshoot at chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;was there at 330 exact!&lt;br /&gt;amazing i was punctual.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i still must wait for an hour or so!&lt;br /&gt;talked to nina!&lt;br /&gt;yayay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i was dressed up in tape.&lt;br /&gt;asin covering only my impt parts and the rest bare.&lt;br /&gt;wore a kimono over it only to take it off ltr at the chinatown heritage center for the shoots.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;baby said i looked like a geisha but i dun have those weird heavy headpiece on my head but a sleek hairdo :))&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;but some of the poses were uncomfortable!&lt;br /&gt;my second shoot was done wearing a trash bag,taped and tight around my bod.&lt;br /&gt;other models said that that was the best outfit!&lt;br /&gt;im like..SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;haas.&lt;br /&gt;i wore a huge WHITE wig looking idunnohowtodescribe!&lt;br /&gt;then walked down to the heritage center.&lt;br /&gt;alot of people were looking..&lt;br /&gt;baby's was with me too!&lt;br /&gt;so sweet ehs? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole place was eerie..&lt;br /&gt;shudders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ping was dressed so horribly!&lt;br /&gt;she had a huge turban on her head with a black wig over it somemore!&lt;br /&gt;was really hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;but i think it suits her so what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the makeup artist's really really good!&lt;br /&gt;can do all kinds of weird stuffs like making people cry blood and scabs on the faces!&lt;br /&gt;very damn real.&lt;br /&gt;i think isaac's got her pics.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will upload it lates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia's looked like betty boop!&lt;br /&gt;very cute and her hair's like a wig.&lt;br /&gt;but its real la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiyi's looked like olive from popeye and a savaged nerd.&lt;br /&gt;goshhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me a shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivy's like a dead doll.&lt;br /&gt;and she had to pose in a bag.&lt;br /&gt;very very scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivian's had to pose half nude.&lt;br /&gt;which is cool.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS :)&lt;br /&gt;her freckles are fake and she looked EXTREMELY witchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats about all.&lt;br /&gt;if i have the pics i will upload them&lt;br /&gt;might havta ask from luke.&lt;br /&gt;ahhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh.&lt;br /&gt;isaac and i might be going to dxo fro body painting for some new year event.&lt;br /&gt;so eveything's cool.&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed it thoroughly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to babydear who was with me throughout the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;i love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gta rush for sku now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113444709102887952?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-113396390983927573</id><published>2005-12-07T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T05:58:29.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:C</title><content type='html'>haven been blogging regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom bought me a sony vaio lappie last night.&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have colourful nails now.&lt;br /&gt;like candies.&lt;br /&gt;which i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,had 2 tests this morning.&lt;br /&gt;woke up freakin' late but still managed to be in school on time which is really damn lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for french class which is like my second time in a month?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i know its horrible.&lt;br /&gt;and my pronounciation sucked like hell.&lt;br /&gt;'sides i think the lect doesnt like me cos i missed so many of her tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;it was so bad some kids in class asked " whos clarine?"&lt;br /&gt;whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;dad nagged alot again.&lt;br /&gt;sorta quarreled with him but alls fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope auntie christina's getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;hussein showed priya khaileng calvin and i some super gruesome stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wna mention here.&lt;br /&gt;it was HORRID.&lt;br /&gt;and thats like an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how can doctors or police or paramedics take in all these things.&lt;br /&gt;wun they puke or sth ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my bestie's blog.&lt;br /&gt;really felt like i drifted away from her alot.&lt;br /&gt;haven been talking and doing stuffs that besties do all the time.&lt;br /&gt;im sad.&lt;br /&gt;went to another bestie's blog,comp hanged.&lt;br /&gt;feeling sad as well its like i need to depend on their blogs to know whats going on in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do alr.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to meet up with them but sth always cropped up.&lt;br /&gt;helpless.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I JUST WNA LET YOU KNOW GUYS,THAT I REALLY LOVE YOU 2.&lt;br /&gt;NINA AND YANLI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like having depression or sth.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou baby.&lt;br /&gt;takecare hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khaileng and priya are the funniest and cutest pigs in school :P&lt;br /&gt;isaac's my wall :D :))&lt;br /&gt;hussein's the spirit game kaki :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanli &amp; nina my fave girls in the entire UNIVERSE :DDD&lt;br /&gt;takecare okays?&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113396390983927573?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113396390983927573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113396390983927573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113396390983927573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113396390983927573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/12/c.html' title=':C'/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113353596118223995</id><published>2005-12-02T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:06:01.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i will just cut to the chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who are petty irritating bears grudges or extremely self-righteous.&lt;br /&gt;CAN DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they are wasting dear earth's resources just by sustaining their petty lil pathetic empty shells on earth.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,Hey they dun even deserve to be here.&lt;br /&gt;so what the fuck are they WASTING our precious water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insects.&lt;br /&gt;theyre ALL insects.&lt;br /&gt;and they are meant for people to trampled on.&lt;br /&gt;yeuch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113353596118223995?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113353596118223995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>kay i seriously need some haagen daz now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes feeling sore and puffy :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be dropping down to isaac's house for some intensive engdraw tmr :x&lt;br /&gt;that totally suck&lt;br /&gt;ihateengdraw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmh&lt;br /&gt;ate seoul garden with baby tonight&lt;br /&gt;uber full and nice!&lt;br /&gt;my soup totally rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;agree hon?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getwell soon now darl&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove :PP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113319438407678979?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113319438407678979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113319438407678979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113319438407678979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113319438407678979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/11/kay-i-seriously-need-some-haagen-daz.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113288296830290538</id><published>2005-11-24T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T17:50:19.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i woke up late today for tcs class!&lt;br /&gt;lesson starts at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;820&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;am i woke up at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;809&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;thats like the second time i missed tcs alr.&lt;br /&gt;cannot be debarred man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;java i also missed 2 times so wtf.&lt;br /&gt;havta go for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lesson from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways im still at home..&lt;br /&gt;cuz khaileng said there isnt any pecons and that decided it!&lt;br /&gt;continue sleeping.whahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..meeting darl lates at somewhere [ i haven decide yet ] :)&lt;br /&gt;then heading down to s'goon to do some stuffs and visit my 'auntie' so yeas.&lt;br /&gt;might catch a movie also but all very outta the way so seehow seehow :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather's like crazay.&lt;br /&gt;rain rain rain then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SHINE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;then today rain again.&lt;br /&gt;heaven cant make up its mind whether to freeze us to death or panfry us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays..feeling damn hungry now and im seriously pissed with gary and that bloody joyce.&lt;br /&gt;gna call her and scold her lates.&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;strong&gt;ehing&lt;/strong&gt; waste my time and money.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;transmarco sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIGTIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna sign up for kickboxing with priya next week i think.&lt;br /&gt;hope the instructor raymond is still there cuz he really exerts us and pump out lotsa sweat!&lt;br /&gt;and thats what i like about kickboxing!&lt;br /&gt;feel damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gta do some maths now.&lt;br /&gt;so bubbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lovelovebaby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-113267332542824637</id><published>2005-11-22T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T07:28:45.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ihatetoday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad.&lt;br /&gt;don't wna make you sad.&lt;br /&gt;but i did.&lt;br /&gt;im so so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; baby..&lt;br /&gt;ihatethisfeeling&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;em&gt;this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I witnessed you smiling for the first time, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;making your face glow sanguinely, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all I wanted to do was to make you smile over and over again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Will you be my shoulder when I'm grey and older?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Promise me tomorrow starts with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113267332542824637?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113267332542824637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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wish that i was still in sem1.&lt;br /&gt;was much more interesting then.&lt;br /&gt;funny ppl in the class&lt;br /&gt;funny ppl doing funny stuffs saying funny things.&lt;br /&gt;there was a kinda spirit in the class.&lt;br /&gt;but now,its like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;utter silence at times&lt;br /&gt;and dreary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hussein and pei en are gone.&lt;br /&gt;so 2 happy apples in the class are gone and they sorta brought the laughter away too.&lt;br /&gt;even nadiah seems quite subdued sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engdraw is so complicated and difficult my brains are exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilikeblack.&lt;br /&gt;esp on paper.&lt;br /&gt;nicenice with whitepen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather stressed recently cos of lynette.&lt;br /&gt;i merely forgot and shes like pestering me like a plague.&lt;br /&gt;urrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom just came back from taiwan and we went to eat jap bbq at some restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;isaac's supposed to join us but he had karate so ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;nights world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113215395124282108?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113215395124282108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113215395124282108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113215395124282108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/113215395124282108'/><link 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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-13681033.post-113008701010126471</id><published>2005-10-23T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T10:03:30.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>clubbing's like boring.&lt;br /&gt;dancing's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-113008701010126471?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/113008701010126471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=113008701010126471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the movie flightplan.&lt;br /&gt;before that,isaac made his violet lenses and im sooo enviouS ! THEY DUN HAVE MY DEGREES.i have to strain my left one more.hmm.he looks like a vampire ! HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;then we went down to far east to my fav shop and i bought a top! very corset-like.love it ! :)&lt;br /&gt;then we walked around and hurried back to suntec ! the walk was horrible.i felt so weak after that.&lt;br /&gt;we were late for the show but luckily we didnt missed any vital parts and yeah ITS A F-ING GOOD SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;all the suspense and the characters were amazing and the female lead acted like it reaally did happened to her.wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;after that,we went to marina square and ate at Tokyo Genki Sushi restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;we ate like 11 or 13 plates of sushi and also ordered ala carte.&lt;br /&gt;obviously we couldnt finish everything.hahas!&lt;br /&gt;damn full and mr isaac did some funny things there. :))) soooo him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;151005sunday&lt;br /&gt;had work at plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;sales were damn good! fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;candy was working so at least i wasnt so bored as before.&lt;br /&gt;and we talked alot la.&lt;br /&gt;i realised there are alota weird ppl in plaza sing.&lt;br /&gt;its like i saw a middle-aged woman wearing a VERY skimpy top in bright blue with traditional prints of dragons and phoenix.it was an awful sight.radin wanted to laugh so very badly.&lt;br /&gt;i was busy faking puking.&lt;br /&gt;9pm came and darl' came to fetch me so sweet man ! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then he showed me anime and took some funny and nice pix of ourselves! hahahahaahs.&lt;br /&gt;he had to go to his aunt's house so yeah he left :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16102thousand&amp;amp;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 2am last night and woke up at 1030am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet at isaac at 12!&lt;br /&gt;dressed very casually in shorts and a flowy spag and dashed out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;reached there at about 1215 and luckily he just came out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways went to see his mom and told her i will be having facial done there laters.&lt;br /&gt;isaac collected his things and we went to eat at the nearby hawker centres.&lt;br /&gt;after that,went off to his aunt's house and rest there for a while...&lt;br /&gt;he was late for work so we walked back to guthrie house and i left to go his mom's beauty salon for my facial.&lt;br /&gt;the facial was damn nice ! i lmost fell asleep but i was also talking to his auntie and yeah we talked alot! very sociable woman :))&lt;br /&gt;after my facial,talked to his mom for quite awhile too :D&lt;br /&gt;was debating with myself whether to take a cab or a bus.but in the end,the bus came so i took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS A MISTAKE AND A HORRIBLE EXPERIENCE AND I SHANT TALK ABOUT IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT MAKES ME WNA PUKE AND SUFFER FROM A VERY BAD HEADACHE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a new book called lipstick jungle.&lt;br /&gt;a chick-lit.&lt;br /&gt;but tell me which girl doesnt read a chick-lit.excluding illiterate.&lt;br /&gt;and retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for manicure tmr and working my ass off again.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;3u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112955273034444687?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112955273034444687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112955273034444687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112955273034444687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112955273034444687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/10/happyy.html' title='happyy !'/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112910773396101882</id><published>2005-10-12T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T02:02:13.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up earlyyy today.&lt;br /&gt;went down to plaza sing to buy isaac's mom's gift and then cabbed down to bt timah to meet isaac and im on time ! just.barely.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,saw his mom outside and she treated us lunch :)&lt;br /&gt;gave her the bag i bought too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to isaac's aunt's place to chill and stuffs :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ilovehim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chloe's might be down with dengue fever.&lt;br /&gt;damn suay la but i hope everything's okay with her.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whats wrong with my dad la.&lt;br /&gt;he is worried i know but that doesnt mean that he can yell and blame ppl.&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;this is so ridiculous.he made me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna help my lil sis's bestie to do her blog.&lt;br /&gt;sucha a sweet girl :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I MISS HIM !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;damnit :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112910773396101882?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112910773396101882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112910773396101882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112910773396101882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112910773396101882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/10/woke-up-earlyyy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112894589906563380</id><published>2005-10-10T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T05:04:59.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up very early today.&lt;br /&gt;went to meet yanli and shes LATE !&lt;br /&gt;haahs.&lt;br /&gt;always man.&lt;br /&gt;then took a bus down to bukit timah to see isaac and his workplace.&lt;br /&gt;went to his mom's beauty salon and yan and i had our eyebrows plucked and trimmed ! :P&lt;br /&gt;talked to his mom quite abit.nice lady !&lt;br /&gt;she thinned my fringe too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to guthrie house to but venezia gelato and i bought one for darling :D&lt;br /&gt;i ate rum raisin and yan's choco mint.&lt;br /&gt;went up to give isaac's his ice cream and we went off to yan's house.&lt;br /&gt;played fishing frenzy and damn scary la.&lt;br /&gt;kept losing :(&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;yan's like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a merc cab back from premier.&lt;br /&gt;damn bloody comfy !&lt;br /&gt;its a new e class.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;he gave me his namecard and told him next time if i need his service or i need to talk,just find him.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;no need la,i got isaac !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about all.&lt;br /&gt;dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112894589906563380?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112894589906563380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112894589906563380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112894589906563380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112894589906563380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/10/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112861294100688109</id><published>2005-10-06T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T08:35:41.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frickin' bored today.&lt;br /&gt;little sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankgod pj came over today so i wasnt &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bored for an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;then my mom came and bought a pair of shoes and bag from me.&lt;br /&gt;that was my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt; sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to pj for awhile more and she had to go cos shes ill.&lt;br /&gt;get well la woman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that its back to boredom again.&lt;br /&gt;played freecell until i developed a headache.&lt;br /&gt;damn pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;people come and go.&lt;br /&gt;i just kept on playing freecell.&lt;br /&gt;thats the only thing that kept me from screaming " IM BORED !! SO DAMN BLOODY F-ING BOREDDDDDDDDD !!! "&lt;br /&gt;i actually wrote it down on a cardboard paper and the marker stinks like almond jelly.&lt;br /&gt;eewks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite alot of ppl msged and i couldnt be bothered to reply back.&lt;br /&gt;i only msged huiyi back.&lt;br /&gt;damn sian with everything.&lt;br /&gt;it was so dreary i got tired.&lt;br /&gt;yawning for all i was worth.&lt;br /&gt;and rasida's better she said " ORH OKAY LO LIKE THAT ! NO PEOPLE ! " in her manly voice.&lt;br /&gt;funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;then all of us began doing random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;i played freecell.&lt;br /&gt;rasida was taking artistic pics of herself at the counter !&lt;br /&gt;kat was amusing herself with 2 plastic sticks pretending to play drum [ its all the same tune ]&lt;br /&gt;i started laughing at mad cos its so funny ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw charlotte sitting in the mrt train.&lt;br /&gt;so we talked.&lt;br /&gt;she cant recognised me cos according to her i changed alot.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then she said she want my figure and my height.&lt;br /&gt;crazywoman :)&lt;br /&gt;talked a hell lot and alighted at sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing isaac the whole day cos i didnt talked to him last night and this morning.&lt;br /&gt;felt abit weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;3u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112861294100688109?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112861294100688109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112861294100688109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112861294100688109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112861294100688109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/10/damnit.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112849440405568527</id><published>2005-10-04T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:40:04.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful of whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112849440405568527?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112849440405568527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112849440405568527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112849440405568527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112849440405568527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeahwell.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112834177163041187</id><published>2005-10-03T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T05:34:48.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/foooooooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/200/foooooooood.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE WERE THE FOOD THAT ISAAC AND I ATE ON SATURDAY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS !&lt;br /&gt;in total, we have like 6 dishes of food.and its just the two of us !&lt;br /&gt;we totally outshadowed those people sitting around us.&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;freaking funny :DD&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHATTTT !!&lt;br /&gt;we FINISHED EVERYTHING !!!&lt;br /&gt;except for some bits and pieces :P&lt;br /&gt;isaac was horrified ! whahahs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday 1oct05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet isaac at his house :)&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone with nina for awhile while waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;he came !&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked around for abit and did lotsa things :P&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHs.&lt;br /&gt;lovehim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda late alr so we went down to Dunman foodcourt to eat !&lt;br /&gt;the above pic is the mountain of food we ordered !&lt;br /&gt;hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday 2oct&lt;br /&gt;went to work.&lt;br /&gt;was early and they were surprised.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;was damn sian the whole day cos hardly any sales done by me.&lt;br /&gt;was slacking like crazy man.&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone&lt;br /&gt;plopped my ass on the damn chair&lt;br /&gt;flipped thru' magazines [ trying to find the page for isaac ]&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone againnn&lt;br /&gt;chatted with colleagues&lt;br /&gt;totally ignored customers cos not feeling very sociable that day&lt;br /&gt;but heck.&lt;br /&gt;i made 3 sales and it amounted to 100++ plus.so there,kiss my ass :PP&lt;br /&gt;called isaac cos feeling bored and i miss him !&lt;br /&gt;mhm so talked for abit and then feeling bad,went out to look at the situation outside.&lt;br /&gt;came in slacked again.&lt;br /&gt;then went to surfed the net and i know the password that barred us from going into websites.&lt;br /&gt;its like im the only one who knows ?!&lt;br /&gt;then decided to watch brothers grimm.been waning to watch it for a damn long time but got exams.&lt;br /&gt;so called isaac and decided on the time slot and wento watch ! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;nice show but abit disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie,went to wait for cabs.&lt;br /&gt;but cabbies are very despicable arseholes,they will purposely wait until 1130pm then start taking passengers.very assholey right !&lt;br /&gt;so no choice.we called 2 cabs and they came so fast ! its like theyre waiting for bookings or 1130!&lt;br /&gt;shitman.&lt;br /&gt;retarded people.&lt;br /&gt;*shudders with disgust.&lt;br /&gt;mine came first then isaac's one came.&lt;br /&gt;so we were waving to each other all the time in the cab.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this woman who thought i was waving and smiling at her then after that she managed to catch on :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday 3oct05 which is today.&lt;br /&gt;went back to sku to take supp ppr for math.&lt;br /&gt;met hussein and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;completely sapped of energy.&lt;br /&gt;felt like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt; a rather long entry.&lt;br /&gt;so much crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iloveyaaaaa iz :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;missyou.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i miss yan and nina and khaileng and priya !!&lt;br /&gt;pss: ong pj.when you come tp you better come find me.hahas ! and oh i saw js today but didnt say hi.oops :P say hi to him for me yeahs.YOUR BOYFRIEND.seeya around !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/foooooooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/foooooooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112834177163041187?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112834177163041187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112798570878304018</id><published>2005-09-29T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T02:21:48.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something's wrong with blogger.hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27sept ! 3 months oldddddd ! yays !&lt;br /&gt;went for the dukes of hazzard movie premiere with darl :))&lt;br /&gt;bought my fur bag with khaileng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28sept.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..&lt;br /&gt;damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very short entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyoubaby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112798570878304018?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112766970410544265</id><published>2005-09-25T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T10:35:04.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss isaac !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh by the way.&lt;br /&gt;im on newspaper.front page.&lt;br /&gt;lianhe zaobao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the champion of some catwalking thingy and the sexy something la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveya people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: khaileng ! cheer up ks ? everything's gna be fine :))) cos i say so !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112766970410544265?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112738989572345586</id><published>2005-09-22T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T04:51:35.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tower A at ngee ann city.&lt;br /&gt;i got lost there and took the wrong lift.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;i was late meeting jeanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me about all the things about acting fashion modelling singing and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;hahhas&lt;br /&gt;told me im very suitable to join and bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;cute woman.&lt;br /&gt;said im very sociable and pretty and bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to cast me in a channel 8 tv series !&lt;br /&gt;like omg ?!&lt;br /&gt;then we kept on talking la..&lt;br /&gt;interesting woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;and i have a friend whos a photog asked me to go for a casting by motorola.&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs&lt;br /&gt;dun think so la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,finally went for my manicure at voxy.&lt;br /&gt;solar nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;bought one also.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;its fuchsia pink !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;im working tmr !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;can't meet isaac anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;f**k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112738989572345586?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112738989572345586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112738989572345586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112738989572345586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112738989572345586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/boo-went-to-tower-at-ngee-ann-city.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112729042916462754</id><published>2005-09-21T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T01:13:49.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiiiyaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up damn early.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to industrial biz park for interview.&lt;br /&gt;the whole decor is hella cool and cold.&lt;br /&gt;very intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing is over in about 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;called a cab and went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i dun think im going for the steamboat with 36 and 37.&lt;br /&gt;im soo sorry.&lt;br /&gt;make it another day ehs ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;didnt see isaac today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody just fuck off pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112729042916462754?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112729042916462754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112729042916462754' title='0 Comments'/><link 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np with 36 and 37  for 37's chinese studies event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;the whole thing was kinda lame.&lt;br /&gt;but yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;its 37's course so i wun say anything sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im nice right 37 ?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;ate long john's at j8.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch movie but yeah well.&lt;br /&gt;obviously i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home.&lt;br /&gt;and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;missing isaac like crazy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112714503647214175?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112714503647214175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112714503647214175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112714503647214175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112714503647214175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/heyaaas.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112703853975166750</id><published>2005-09-18T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:15:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>isaac's gna be working as a video game tester !&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that ?!&lt;br /&gt;and he was interviewed via a video conferenve from japan !&lt;br /&gt;uber damn cool :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the temple this mrning to offer prayers and everything.&lt;br /&gt;then went to my gran's home to visit her and i think my teochew is improving !&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home now and im so tired..&lt;br /&gt;had only about 4 hours of sleep cos i couldnt fall alsleep.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my dad :x&lt;br /&gt;horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking tea to help me stay awake and im having a slight headache.&lt;br /&gt;bb just sent me a the top things thst pisses people off !&lt;br /&gt;its damn FUNNY !&lt;br /&gt;hilarious !&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby !&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT SAY THAT JUST NOW :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, i might be able to see him for a whole month !&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it ?! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wella.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,went out with nina to get something in adidas in citylink.&lt;br /&gt;then we continued to walk and walk and went into a shop called six to buy a pair of earrings for myself.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to marina square and bought my goal item !!! happy.&lt;br /&gt;there are a hell load of things there now !&lt;br /&gt;im gna have fav shops for everything eg, clothes bags cosmetics shoes and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;nina gta go cos she has to support her instructor so off she went !&lt;br /&gt;and i went to meet isaac at ps.&lt;br /&gt;he was late ! :)&lt;br /&gt;but anyways i was at xodus so i stayed there and crapped with my friends there.&lt;br /&gt;finally he.came.&lt;br /&gt;we went to eat first then took a cab down to wisma.&lt;br /&gt;he went to buy spare parts for his ear piece and repair his earphones..&lt;br /&gt;and then we walked here walked there and ended up at ZARA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tried on all the coats ! the fur-trimmed ones, all furs coats !&lt;br /&gt;so amazing ! so comfy and nice !&lt;br /&gt;but very impractical for spore's weather :( )&lt;br /&gt;isaac looked completely different when he tried on all the coats !&lt;br /&gt;i almost couldnt recognise him!&lt;br /&gt;its scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to take a bus down to my gran's house.&lt;br /&gt;damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;there was this japanese family in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;there were 2 lil girls and the way they speak was so cute !!&lt;br /&gt;and the lil girl's laughter is so infectious :D&lt;br /&gt;but yeah they alighted and im bored to death again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;typing's tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya around piggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112703853975166750?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112687152806635676</id><published>2005-09-16T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T04:52:08.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am totally turned off by cabs !&lt;br /&gt;and people know im a total cab person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my conclusion :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMFORT cabs = slow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YELLOW TOP cabs = retarded and slow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly think they are really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112687152806635676?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112675902449624948</id><published>2005-09-14T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:37:04.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/isaac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/isaac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;strong&gt;HUGE&lt;/strong&gt; jars of sugarcane juice ! and darling :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/fooooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/fooooood.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/fooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/fooood.jpg" width="434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the &lt;strong&gt;half amount&lt;/strong&gt; of food that we ordered last night at chompschomp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;140905&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to isaac's house and watched him play game :))&lt;br /&gt;but then he played until quite irritated and he went upstairs to find some faqs.&lt;br /&gt;hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;i had a headache so he told me to go up to his bedrom and sleep so i slept for 1 and 15 mins !&lt;br /&gt;after that, we dillyed dallyed and finally left the house at 505pm !&lt;br /&gt;hahahs &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/foood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to reach international plaza at 530!&lt;br /&gt;so we took a cab and chionged there.&lt;br /&gt;went to look for my mom's friend [ violet ]&lt;br /&gt;shes sucha nice lady !&lt;br /&gt;so we filled in some forms and she promised to help us find :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a bus down to s'goon and then changed another bus to s'goon gardens and went to chomp chomp to eat !&lt;br /&gt;hahahs !&lt;br /&gt;ordered a hell load of things !&lt;br /&gt;as you can see from the above pics !!&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE FINSHED EVERYTHING !!!&lt;br /&gt;good anot ?!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs&lt;br /&gt;had difficulty walking after that so we sat down at one of the benches and watched anime !&lt;br /&gt;uber nice la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching, we did some random things by the roadside..&lt;br /&gt;damn lame but hella funny la !&lt;br /&gt;finally flagged down a cab :X&lt;br /&gt;so we cabbbed down to paya lebar first..&lt;br /&gt;we were playing in the cab until isaac suddenly shouted " POLICE ! "&lt;br /&gt;then he faster pulled his seatbelt around him !&lt;br /&gt;wahsehs.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought what happened ( peng )&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached his place le and then zoomed down to my house.&lt;br /&gt;the driver drove really damn slow !&lt;br /&gt;if i can, i will really bash his head !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i HAVE A REALLLY FUNTIME YESTERDAY !!!&lt;br /&gt;hhahaahhahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveya isaac !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/fooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/fooood.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112675902449624948?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112662153817724804</id><published>2005-09-13T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T07:25:38.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12092005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with huiyi yesterday to shop !!&lt;br /&gt;dropped by xodus to say hi and bought a pair of kitten heels from there ! uber comfy..&lt;br /&gt;huiyi likes it too :))&lt;br /&gt;went to ps..walked around but nth caught my eyes until i saw the skirt i always wanted and i snapped it up immediately.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then walked down to heeren and bumped into hussien !&lt;br /&gt;gave him a scare cos he didnt see me until i popped out from his side&lt;br /&gt;hahaahs !&lt;br /&gt;funny :)&lt;br /&gt;a new adidas shop opened !&lt;br /&gt;incredible..they're like springing up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;i like one of the jacket there&lt;br /&gt;think i might get one although i seldom wear :X&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;went down to far east and went to my fav shop !&lt;br /&gt;got a top which is really nice..&lt;br /&gt;kinda boho and stuffs&lt;br /&gt;huiyi wanted it too but she didnt get it in the end..&lt;br /&gt;lack of $$$ i think :)&lt;br /&gt;went to glitz and bought a shorts from there..&lt;br /&gt;damn short but damn nice la..&lt;br /&gt;so bought it :P&lt;br /&gt;then went to get a shirt for isaac ! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13092005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to isaac's house and slacked !&lt;br /&gt;bought him barbequed bacon from beechenghiang..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i finally didnt missed my stop! jeez.&lt;br /&gt;a lorry driver drove by and horned at me and yelled "HI !" when i was at the bus stop&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;reached isaac's house !&lt;br /&gt;so we slacked around and crapped alot&lt;br /&gt;pj called and we bitched and talked&lt;br /&gt;but half the time its either her voice was muffled but the static was too overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;hahas !&lt;br /&gt;so she resorted to using her hp and consequently msged me instead !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS&lt;br /&gt;so on sat i think we are going clubbing :)&lt;br /&gt;just drink i guess.&lt;br /&gt;hate dancing.eeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac and i went to s'goon gardens's country manna to eat :D&lt;br /&gt;his country style soup was cold so we had it changed and this time it was piping hot !&lt;br /&gt;z sorta scalded his finger..&lt;br /&gt;we ordered a jumbo platter and it was nice but damn filling !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating,we walked around and laughed ALOT :DD&lt;br /&gt;full of nonsense man..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHSH !&lt;br /&gt;loveisaactham to bits !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s ! sorry baby..you know what i mean :) still im sorry ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112662153817724804?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112662153817724804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112662153817724804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112662153817724804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112662153817724804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/12092005-went-out-with-huiyi-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112650490736059674</id><published>2005-09-11T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:01:47.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. rine&lt;br /&gt;2. yanyan&lt;br /&gt;3. riney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. teochew&lt;br /&gt;2. cantonese&lt;br /&gt;3. hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. all kinds of creepy-crawlies&lt;br /&gt;2. coffins&lt;br /&gt;3. brutality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. money&lt;br /&gt;2. handphone&lt;br /&gt;3. keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. shorts&lt;br /&gt;2. aqua blue sleeveless top&lt;br /&gt;3. glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;2. jet&lt;br /&gt;3. norahjones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hero [ thanks to isaac ]&lt;br /&gt;2. goodpeople&lt;br /&gt;3. karma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. trust&lt;br /&gt;2. faithful&lt;br /&gt;3. love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i hate myself&lt;br /&gt;2. i love myself&lt;br /&gt;3. i love insects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. smile&lt;br /&gt;2. eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;3. slacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pedicure&lt;br /&gt;2. do something about my hair&lt;br /&gt;3. smash things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/ HAVE CONSIDERED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. vet&lt;br /&gt;2. businesswoman&lt;br /&gt;3. owns a dog farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;THREE PLACES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. paris&lt;br /&gt;2. new zealand&lt;br /&gt;3. santa barbara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE KIDS NAMES YOU LIKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. gabriella lynn&lt;br /&gt;2. faith christine&lt;br /&gt;3. aleanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. have a good chat with my parents&lt;br /&gt;2. say a proper apology to my sisters&lt;br /&gt;3. travel round the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. swear alot [ but cutting down alr ]&lt;br /&gt;2. aggressive&lt;br /&gt;3. laugh quite loudly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;REE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. likes all things fanciful&lt;br /&gt;2. eat quietly and slowly&lt;br /&gt;3. vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE FEMALE CELEB CRUSHES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. no&lt;br /&gt;2. thank&lt;br /&gt;3. you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE MALE CELEB CRUSHES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ha&lt;br /&gt;2. ha&lt;br /&gt;3. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. nina&lt;br /&gt;2. yanli&lt;br /&gt;3. pj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112650490736059674?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112650490736059674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112650490736059674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112650490736059674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112650490736059674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/three-names-you-go-by-1.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112627608080219444</id><published>2005-09-09T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:49:45.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You're making me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i quite like this lyrics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rather nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;SO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;exams are over !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thought today's paper is kinda tough but ohwell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;its over anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;went to watch RED EYE with isaac :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i thought it was some horror movie then realised its a thriller !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;quite interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;at first i was quite irritated with rachel mcadams character but after awhile i saw her point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then while they were trying to kill each other, i got quite worked up !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i sorta bounced in my seat and kinda made darl annoyed :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so sorry baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;after that went down to his place and dropped by his aunt's place to see games and he bought one! hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;he was so happy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the weather was damn hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;perspiring like taps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then went to meet my dad at parkway and he was pissed with me for coming so late !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but whatever lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;went to see my mom at the hospital cos she had to undergo a operation to get rid of her infection.sighs/.shes fine and all but still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im missing isaac !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;goodnight world `&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112627608080219444?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112627608080219444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112627608080219444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112627608080219444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112627608080219444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/drunk-and-im-feeling-down-and-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112619783587833254</id><published>2005-09-08T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:43:55.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed my blogskin !!&lt;br /&gt;*hops around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh btw the tagboard is still a lil haywire..&lt;br /&gt;will do sth about it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatas //&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112619783587833254?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112619783587833254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112619783587833254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112619783587833254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112619783587833254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-changed-my-blogskin-hops-around-ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112610280924463147</id><published>2005-09-07T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T07:20:09.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F---</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after looking at how my parents reacted when i came home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;makes me wonder if i should have come back at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112610280924463147?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112610280924463147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112610280924463147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112610280924463147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112610280924463147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/f.html' title='F---'/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112593869216032789</id><published>2005-09-05T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T09:44:52.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;heyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;woke up damn late again today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so many calls coming in and disturbed me :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;whatever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;went down to rivervale mall to eat long johns cos my sis wna eat there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i scolded the waitress or whatever you call them la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;althea said i was damn fierce and rude to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you know what I DUN REALLY CARE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;then she asked me ' if you were her,how would you feel ? '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i stared at her and she said ' anyway you are one of a kind,naturally you wun feel anything..just simply heck care her '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wahsehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;went for manicure cos my previous one was simply horrendous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i cringed whenever i see them and i see them plenty of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so now i have purple nails and blue tips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;very irritated with myself cos i can never ever keep my nails in good condition asin not smudge them and stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ahh crap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nevermind no point getting all upset over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;its kinda lame anyway :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;isaac's finally back from batam yeah ~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i missed him as you can tell from my previous entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;he called and we decided to study at about 6plus 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;went down to his house and staying over la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;jeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tmr's the start of the exams period and im hella scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;good lucks peeps !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;goodnight world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112593869216032789?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112593869216032789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112593869216032789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112593869216032789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112593869216032789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/heyo.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112584995494065088</id><published>2005-09-04T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T09:05:54.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;went to eat at cafe brassiere at the parkroyal something.its asian-fusion buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;its very good ! but dad told me bring me to buffet is not worth it cos i only ate a spoonful of rice some mushrooms a bowl of sharkfins and chocolate fondue..hahas ohya and 2 jap handrolls :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the bill came up to be about 150bucks.sehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;met up with khaileng to study today at esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i was half an hour late !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;im sooo sorry  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;studied for about 2hrs plus and we left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;family came to esplanade to fetch me then we went to the furniture mall to get my chair from madrid collection.then went to get a belgium imported carpet for the coffee table..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;after that went to accents of accents to look at some sculptures and some more furnitures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i fell in love with a rosewood dining table with intricate details..its understated elegance attracted me ! my dad fell for it too :)) its about 3000buckaroos but its hella worth it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;whereas mom is studying a multi drawers cabinet made of rosewood very intently..costs about a thousand..mom's got it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BUT they say the dining table gotta wait cos we gotta get rid of the one at home first so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but most probably getting it la :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then we went to eat at somewhere near kallang and my poor youngest sis--chloe,kena the "big" prize ! bird shit ! on her hair ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i laughed like crap and poured alot alot alot of water on her hair and got scolded by my dad [ sheepish ] but then i cant help it la ! its friggin' funny!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;however chloe was not satisfied with the amount of water i dumped on her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i emptied the entire bottle which is about 3 litres on her head by the roadside ! HAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHS !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;can you tell im greatly amused ?! i am ! ( nods head vigourously )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;k la..feeling very evil :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;feeling extremely accomplished today! tonight actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i packed my room into the once pristine room i had !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and im friggin' prouda myself !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;yayyayays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;even my mom was amazed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;see ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really miss isaac tham :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;having some kinda of withdrawal symptoms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which is why i went crazy and packed my room into an orderly fashion and shocked myself that my room can actually be packed up nicely..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway im digressing..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss him so badly that im gna pull my hair out and do some weird dance! and scream some incoherent mumbles and yeah you get it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss him a hell load.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truckLOADS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lorryLOADS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skyLOADS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;basically ALOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112584995494065088?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112584995494065088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112584995494065088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112584995494065088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112584995494065088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112567649920852738</id><published>2005-09-02T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T08:54:59.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its friday alr !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe it..which means exams are coming damn bloody soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired of studying.its almost like a phobia :(&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up damn late today at 10plus.&lt;br /&gt;practically jumped outta bed and ran to the toilet to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;then cabbed down to z's house to study.&lt;br /&gt;quiet environment and cool room.&lt;br /&gt;so can study quite a bit there.&lt;br /&gt;almost finishing eng fund which strains my brains.&lt;br /&gt;GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slackered away alot of time too..&lt;br /&gt;hahas watching anime and stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;hella good the anime :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever heard of plowy hair ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;came across this word when someone was telling me about hairs!&lt;br /&gt;so lame !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired...yawns&lt;br /&gt;z's leaving for batam for 3 days :(&lt;br /&gt;hope he enjoys himself la :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyaaaaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;*grinss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112567649920852738?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112567649920852738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112567649920852738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112567649920852738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112567649920852738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-friday-alr-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112559135824977366</id><published>2005-09-01T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T09:16:57.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/untitledbmw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy today!&lt;br /&gt;cos we managed to cover the whole chapter of vectors and yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for foot reflexology this morning and it was hella painful! i kept squirming and squeezed z's hand and he laughed! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;later then i found out that he can actually "ren" the pain cos it was his first time doing foot reflex.damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that 'painful' session, we went to bbq express to eat and it was good :)))&lt;br /&gt;then we went down his house and studied................&lt;br /&gt;hhahahahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112559135824977366?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112559135824977366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112559135824977366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112559135824977366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112559135824977366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-today-cos-we-managed-to-cover.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112541995642908018</id><published>2005-08-30T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:39:16.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/1600/sushi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6686/288/320/sushi2.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;went to Wasabi Restaurant for dinner :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the sushi is nice and the food as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BUT we didnt take photos of the main course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;isaac ordered the wasabi bento which i must admit was sorta forced by me and i felt so bad even till now :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i ordered the curry ramen which was not too bad but its not thick enough !! hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;z couldnt finish his bento cos its was really alot! like i said he has a long and narrow stomach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ha ha ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;before that we met up 4 plus cos he slept till 245pm [ ahems] then proceeded to s'goon gardens coffee beans to study but there were hell loads of ppl and they were friggin noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ivy saw me and called.omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;then i realised that that she actually knows my butch fren and the world is really damn small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;goshh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we cabbed down to compasspoint and the taxi driver is a very enthu man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ahhhhassss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;went to sit at starbucks and bought a super super chocalatey ( whatever you spell them) drink and studied abit there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;there was a woman undergoing some emotional crisis behind isaac and she really cried !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;poor thing really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it was too damn noisy at starbucks so we went downstairs to delifrance and studied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we covered quite abit of functions before we got stumped by a graph qns which seriously pissed isaac off :( so he went to walk around and i THINK he felt better.whhhas :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;then no mood to study le and so we went to wasabi to eat :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tmr's teacher day's celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;going back to pcss but too bad yan and 9 cant make it cos of stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;crapppppp :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but i shant whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;pj decided to come out of her disappearance and called me this noon !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;happy that shes gna return to sku tmr ! so i can see her again after so longgg.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hahhahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gna study again !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;booooo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;exams suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112541995642908018?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112541995642908018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112541995642908018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112541995642908018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112541995642908018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/08/went-to-wasabi-restaurant-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112533329980012381</id><published>2005-08-29T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:34:59.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;REMIND ME NEVER EVER CALL ANYBODY'S HOME AFTER 1130pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whhaaha :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;woke up at about 9 plus to get ready and cabbed down to z's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and the cab driver was telling me about his ex-gf 30years ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wahsehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but hes a jolly jokey malay old man who can surprisingly speak english quite fluently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was kinda amazed la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;reached z's house :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watched anime which is really rather nice actually!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then around 4 plus ( i reached his house at about 12!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;really can slacker the time away but i love the time together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;on the bus to s'goon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bumped into cheryl from pcss and we chatted :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;changed buses and went to s'goon gardens macs to eat and trooped off to coffee bean to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we studied and crapped alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;funny shit [ climbing trees and all that crap ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hella hilarious and i ANNOUNCED isaac is super lame when he wna be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went home at about 8plus and yujin saw me in the bus with isaac and she called me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;whahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i was thinking ' who the hell called me?!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then  spotted her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haahhahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;talked for abit and i really think im abit deaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so sorry to ppl esp isaac tham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;whahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think i got motion sickness after the bus ride and i vomitted when i reached compasspoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gawd,then i found out that i actually cant eat oily stuffs and then get on the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my whole digestive system just cannot take it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watched american's next top model and poor lluvy got cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i wasnt particularly surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;shes like the weakest there judging all her photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think the main problem is with her eyes..their too droopy and heavy on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not that i wna criticise but althea agrees too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i personally think that shes pretty in her own unique way but she gta prove it to the world man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;do sth to her eyes..or at least try to tilt up the ends of her big droopy eyes.i think she would have looked better and her pupils shouldnt tilt up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but yeah she tried her best so wish her all da best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a hotdog stand opened in compasspoint and i can always eat hotdog now without going too far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and its so convenient! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;feeling damn hot now and tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;guess i will turn in early tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;goody night world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loveya isaac &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112533329980012381?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112533329980012381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112533329980012381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112533329980012381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112533329980012381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/08/remind-me-never-ever-call-anybodys.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112523971566556650</id><published>2005-08-28T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T07:35:15.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chloe and dad's arguing about some shit on tv on HBO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;which is hella lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and black hair suits my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;read finished isaac's book within 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;have a f-ing headache now and i hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;feel like having a tattoo but its gna be permanent and i migt regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so i'll just chuck the notion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;going back to pcss for the teacher's celebration on wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mainly just to see my friend perform not cos of the crazy hatters there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;might eat steamboat with the number clubbers after all and also see 36 off to hongkong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and you know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SEMESTRAL EXAMS JUST ROUND THE CORNER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and im gna mug like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and look like a haggard witch after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gna say hi to serangoon gardens's coffee bean cos i always study my ass out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;been doing that since last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and its f-ing cold there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;attended church yesterday and my church-mates were so surprised to see me there that they kept patting on my shoulder and my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cute fellas.really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;they said im like a guest star there,attending church once a MONTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;according to isaac dear,im a monthly church-goer :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i cant help it! saturdays' usually my going out days so yeaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;felt so bad i couldnt stay till the service finished cos i had to rush to chinatown to meet my family for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ate at a korean restaurant with real koreans and their food is superb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but the metal spoons and chopsticks scalded chloe's tongue.hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bought a top at my fav shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im like a regular there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;every saturday i will be there and i think i spent more than 300bucks there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;even the lady boss knows my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;going going gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112523971566556650?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112523971566556650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112523971566556650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112523971566556650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112523971566556650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/08/so.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112506630880944871</id><published>2005-08-26T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T07:32:25.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUT DA HELL UP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOB SISTER is full of crap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING LIKE HELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a guy wearing a shirt saying " &lt;strong&gt;TOUGH GUYS WEAR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeaaahriight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SISSIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;woke up damn late today.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to reach school at 10 and meet khaileng but in the end i woke up at 945 and met her at 1045 instead.fuckin' late.i had to call a damn cab.&lt;br /&gt;attended the math tutorial for only 5 mins and then we ponned PSPS cos its damn lame and also khaileng's SICK.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE GIRL :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then priya called me.&lt;br /&gt;told me our grp gotta hand in the project by today if not we will get zero marks.&lt;br /&gt;like W.T.F&lt;br /&gt;so i took a cab and rushed back to my home and printed out the damn things for HALF AN HOUR.i swear i will smash the fucking printer sometime soon.too bad the other printer in my house cant be used cos outta ink and i dunno where the hell it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i CALLED a cab again and went back to sku,passed everything to priya and then took a cab down to isaac's house.&lt;br /&gt;stayed there and watched anime which was nice! then slacked around :))&lt;br /&gt;his cousin called so we went down to the singapore post and waited for his cousin.&lt;br /&gt;took a cab down to meet my dad from there and z went off with his cousin :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SUPERFICIALITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;random thoughts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my nail polish is peeling off.&lt;br /&gt;manicure again and again.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;fucking leychey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112506630880944871?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112464323084933793</id><published>2005-08-21T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T09:53:50.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont't mind my scrambled sentences.im too agitated to be coherent.</title><content type='html'>sometimes i really wish that i was deaf.&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps i wished that i dun understand dialects or english or chinese even!&lt;br /&gt;or maybe selective deafness if theres sucha thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in the car,hearing my dad talking about my mom's mom.&lt;br /&gt;i got soo mad.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps my dad is tactless or just plain insensitive.whichever.&lt;br /&gt;he kept badmouthing my gran to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;who is MY MOTHER"S MOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;thats not the thing thst irks me yet.&lt;br /&gt;he actually sounded so self-righteous..like as if its sth that my mom should know and agree.&lt;br /&gt;i know that cos he always make it a point to ask my mom for agreement before he continues on his tirade.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;at that time i wondered if i should step in and screamed at my dad.to ask him if he knows hes being ridiculous and not to mention utterly rude.to my mother and my grandmother.and also obviously to stop him from dissing my gran.&lt;br /&gt;it was apparent my mother was feeling uneasy and annoyed with dad already but she chose to keep quiet knowing full well that is she rebukes or quarrel,it will be never ending.&lt;br /&gt;luckily my mother took it all in good stride.thankgod.&lt;br /&gt;my dad can be nice at times but mowadays he keeps nagging.i know hes tired but he shouldnt vent it all out on us.its just not right.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just maybe hes missing his weekly dosage of fishing.&lt;br /&gt;wella.&lt;br /&gt;one fine day i will talk some sense into him and make him understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so!&lt;br /&gt;my nails are milky green and purple now&lt;br /&gt;toenails are burgundy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling nostalgic suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly miss all the good ol' days in sec sku and even pri sku.&lt;br /&gt;all the shit we did.the innocent minds.the way besties read your mind all the time with just a twitch from face.when we can just speak our minds and nobody will mind cos we are little and doesnt know better.when all the little minuscule things that happened or ppl do amuse us to no end or make us so happy we go around hugging people.boundless of energy.where everything is simple with no worries no burdens no responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;how nice isnt it? it sounds like a dream we had and woke up in a nightmare.and then far off you see a tunnel leading to sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;but at least i have someone i really care about and i think thats what counts.after all,everyone needs a shoulder somewhere no matter how tough you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss all the number clubbers.&lt;br /&gt;with all their silly and mischievous antics.&lt;br /&gt;the crazy things that we do.&lt;br /&gt;ponning classes and going crazy in classes.&lt;br /&gt;writing all the letters to one another when 36 37 38 and jx were siiting at the 'coveted' 4 corners of the freaking class.we cried like fuck then.&lt;br /&gt;and the rebellious streak in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;how nice if we can all relive it together again.&lt;br /&gt;but like they say,good things never last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my best best best friends on earth.&lt;br /&gt;i love them!&lt;br /&gt;although we never really get to see each other much cos we are all pretty engrossed in our own stuffs and studies.&lt;br /&gt;still we do make an effort right!&lt;br /&gt;i definitely dont want us to be in name 'besties'.&lt;br /&gt;so yan and 9,we really ought to meet up once a week..&lt;br /&gt;for dinner or just a short walk somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;just to catch up with each other's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos khaileng and priya!&lt;br /&gt;the 2 good good friends i have in tp.&lt;br /&gt;very cute and bubbly personalities and pretty to boot!&lt;br /&gt;always pon internet lects together and come late for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;"grand" entrance eh?&lt;br /&gt;khaileng's the brainy one and priya's the mad as a hatter bitch ( claimed by her!)&lt;br /&gt;we laughed like crap during lects in tutorials and virtually everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;and we can actually have a serious discussion in the middle of the passageway blocking people.&lt;br /&gt;but you know what,WE ARE LOVIN' IT.so kick us :p&lt;br /&gt;i do hope we wont be separated into different classes if not i will bawled my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;k la!&lt;br /&gt;just wna say im so so so glad i met you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac :)&lt;br /&gt;hes a really really really nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful personality and good character.&lt;br /&gt;and he doesnt have much of a temper which balances me out perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;i have enough temper for both if us,really.&lt;br /&gt;he thinks alot about stuffs.and his command of english is SO good you wouldnt want to let him read your sec4 essays.he'd probably dissect the essay and spit on it if its not up to his standards and i can assure you his standard is pretty damn bloody friggin' high.his essay after all,got published for his entire sec sku to read.&lt;br /&gt;his easy-going way is to be admired.he doesnt blame anyone if he has to bring home his whole project when its supposed to be spilt by his group members;he only blames himself for being silly and forgetful enough to distribute the workload.and i felt angry and unfair for him.cos he stayed up till 5am to complete his project.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time hes always jolly-molly.hes forever crapping about something he did in sku and with his prank-pulling friend.like 2 kids let loose in a playground.&lt;br /&gt;he likes to say the weirdest things at the weirdest times.sometimes i think it just happens.&lt;br /&gt;and its hilarious! cracks me up without fail.&lt;br /&gt;and all the reasons i gave above are the reasons why i love him!&lt;br /&gt;he balances me out and never fails to humour me with his wittiness and crappiness.even when we are talking seriously,he will always give some short comment or remark and in the end we will be laughing like mad.PLUS HE MAKES WEIRD SOUNDS.like a roach.&lt;br /&gt;i love laughing people.cos i love to laugh.and i like to make people laugh too.makes me immensely happy.like i sorta brightens up that person's day.&lt;br /&gt;and i love isaac cos he always brightens up my day.with a call or just a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                    i love him for who he is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;its the simplest things that makes me happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112369128246233050</id><published>2005-08-10T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:28:34.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been updating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 eyeliners cos i couldnt decide which is better&lt;br /&gt;and a cleansing lotion milk :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt have gone to sku today&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETE waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;jane and i went to sku,take attendance then went off&lt;br /&gt;and nobody stopped us&lt;br /&gt;but they did asked where we were going so we just said 'go toilet''&lt;br /&gt;hahahs&lt;br /&gt;we hanged around in sku for about an hour plus i think&lt;br /&gt;waiting for iz and sengyong to finish playing with their lecturer&lt;br /&gt;hella funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and z went down to my aunt's home&lt;br /&gt;the journey is damn loooonnnggggg!&lt;br /&gt;gawd.we slept all the way there&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached.&lt;br /&gt;went to eat and he went to cut his hair&lt;br /&gt;and it turned out AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;hhaas&lt;br /&gt;the hairstylist really know how to style hair hahas&lt;br /&gt;then we went over to my aunt's home&lt;br /&gt;and played with her nephew&lt;br /&gt;very chubby!&lt;br /&gt;and he kept sneaking glances at iz :))&lt;br /&gt;hahahs&lt;br /&gt;very cute.&lt;br /&gt;i tossed him and flew him around and he was so happyyyy&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a huge quarrel with my parents today.&lt;br /&gt;fucking irritated.&lt;br /&gt;dun wna elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all&lt;br /&gt;today's a good good day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveYOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112369128246233050?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>been awhile since i updated.&lt;br /&gt;mainly cos theres someone who will drop by and pester me with whatever i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shall entertain him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h1&gt;GET YOUR FUCKING ASS OUTTA HERE AND GET A LIFE&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h1&gt;YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE SO CLICK THE RED [X] ON THE TOP RIGHT CORNER AND VANISH&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sighs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whats the world coming to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with the fake pests and real pests.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112282425553275313?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13681033.post-112230925033594611</id><published>2005-07-25T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T09:34:10.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HIYAA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gna fall sick soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are so many projects to do,its madness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the tutors just give them non stop and we have to keep absorbing 'emm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its like input input output.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now im talking like a computer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holycrap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mom's been bitchy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clarine's been moody.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chloe's been naggy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;althea's helpful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad's been frowning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rose's been smiling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously i dunno whats wrong with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was feeling okays in the morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can even say i was so damn blardy happy cos -grins-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upon reaching school,was still kinda high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walked into biz fund lecture and priya khaileng and i were taking our own sweet time choosing our seats.we took kinda long so the lect sorta said ' there're so many seats,just sit down'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we slowly walked a row and settled down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT ms priya had to leave her biz find text in the toilet on the first floor. ( we were alr on the 3rd storey),she kan chiong and whispered to us quite loudly that she left it in the toilet and we were like faster go priya! if not ur book kena stolen dun come and cry.it costs 40 bucks! we offered to go with her but she refused cos we alr made quite a grand entrance by coming in super late.hahs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suddenly my hp blinked and john tan was on the line! i thought 'oh shit.' i kept calm and i whispered and asked why did he call? he asked if i was in sku! i went 'duh.' as the reception in the LT,so i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; kupped his call.ohwells.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i came out,i called him and then realised he thought i was the class rep so thats why he called me.cheyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i thought its cos i laughed too much in his lectures alr.CHEY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really hate eng fund.hate it to the core.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its BORING IDIOTIC USELESS STUPID RETARDED LAME SHITTY KUKU MAD CRAZY a.n.d REDUNDANT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not as if that i will want to have a job that does this kind of planting in some teeny weeny wires and plucking 'em out again.the whole subject is like  &lt;em&gt;dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not at all interesting.or fun.or funny.or amusing.or anything good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i almost fell asleep during the lecture.yawnnns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant understand computer's language.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we stayed back in sku to discuss the biz fund project.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shoe business = extremely expensive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are hell lot of zeroes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gawd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we only have about 2 days left to finish up the project.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and its scary the rate our project is going.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its practically crawling :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but we are doing our darnedest to finish up ASAP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reached compasspoint and darl went to buy a MOS burger.haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOS burger addict but he said hes getting tired of it :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i guess he might eat sth else tmr?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after bb left,althea came and we went to have BK for dinner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after that bought a clip for my hair and went home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felt so shagged and exhausted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as if i have been running and running.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;althea commented that i look pissed off and &lt;em&gt;dao &lt;/em&gt;but im not la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just feeling very wrong today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whatever man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tried the osim isqueeze and heaven.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was so comfortable that i think if my legs can talk,they would have probably moaned.whahs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felt better and then called bb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talked for abit and then i went to bathe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tried to do some biz fund stuffs and so far only did the mission statement.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kinda lame and i need an expert's help.AHEM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hint: iz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahas :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad news came.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khaileng informed me that theres a TCS FRW test tmr on the planning of sth!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sighs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not gna stop here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELLA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life goes on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seeya arnd :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luvya z-ky :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112230925033594611?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112230925033594611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112230925033594611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112230925033594611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112230925033594611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/hiyaa.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112205025236720274</id><published>2005-07-22T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:37:32.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual.&lt;br /&gt;friday is the day where i can go back home early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not today tho.&lt;br /&gt;went TM with khaileng to look for shoes.&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;just cant find any :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to compasspoint and bumped into my friend,huiyi..so decided to go to her home in compassvale to slack and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;fuunygirl.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired that i actually dozed off on her sofa then she shook me up and told me baby's calling me! i jumped awake and make a hasty exit.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurried to the fountain and he just came with his mos burger meal.&lt;br /&gt;waited for him to finish eating then we walked into compasspoint and i bought a ring :))&lt;br /&gt;some mother of pearl thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked into the interchange and waited for 80.&lt;br /&gt;during the trip,baby was trying out some EXOTIC ways of taking photos BUT it turned out ultra weird! :))) we were laughing like some crazayz in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched stars war 3 at his house and natalie portman sported some super ugly hairstyles!&lt;br /&gt;hahaah.i kept commenting and darlin was laughing like mad :))&lt;br /&gt;then we went up to the 3rd level of his house and his whole room is like covered with posters! mygosh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked and played vball in his room and hey! my aiming not bad la except i hit his ceiling fan :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at about 940 we walked to a coffeeshop and had a super late jap dinner.&lt;br /&gt;it was good!&lt;br /&gt;cracked up there cos his chinese is "fantastic"!&lt;br /&gt;man,i almost choked on my sugarcane juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;took a cab home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;had 20 missed calls.wth.&lt;br /&gt;1 call from the model agency.&lt;br /&gt;3 from mom.&lt;br /&gt;11 from hell.&lt;br /&gt;when i saw that,i was irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the darned cabbie has to annoy me further.&lt;br /&gt;he was travelling at a speed of 40 to 50 km/h on a HIGHWAY.&lt;br /&gt;even a lorry drove faster!&lt;br /&gt;i was so fuckin pissed.&lt;br /&gt;and his highest speed was 70km/h!&lt;br /&gt;and the roads were virtually empty.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;all for the sake of a few bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovemybaby.&lt;br /&gt;so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-13681033.post-112169314938278707</id><published>2005-07-18T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T06:25:49.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST WNA ANNOUNCE NINA NG FINALLY UPDATED HER DUSTY BLOG AFTER MUCH PROMPTING FROM ME AND YAN.&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;just came back from yan's blog!&lt;br /&gt;she is so hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;"i hope nina won't eat something beforehand and that clarine quek would actually EAT. hahahahhas. You know, it's weird to meet up with friends for lunch/dinner and find out later that you will be the ONLY one eating. =))" quoted from yan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i burst out laughing when i saw this para!&lt;br /&gt;goodness :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9! ure attractive!&lt;br /&gt;dun be jealous! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the sku reopened :(&lt;br /&gt;and its back to the same routine again but then i didnt mind it too much cos my girlfriends and boyfriend are there too.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;seeya around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112169314938278707?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112169314938278707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll start from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was so so so busy!&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i rushed down to hougang interchange to make my concession card and also to replace chloe's card too.&lt;br /&gt;ThEN!&lt;br /&gt;my IC refused to come out from my wallet and a guy had to help me!&lt;br /&gt;its so bloody embarrassing :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,i rushed back to compasspoint to make an appt for a manicure and pedicure.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to serangoon to meet up with my friend to take my book back.&lt;br /&gt;JUST MY LUCK,i ran into that freaking disgusting guy that i said i will kill.&lt;br /&gt;wella! i dint kill him but i slapped him on his head.hard.&lt;br /&gt;should have aim for the face but his face would dirty my hand so no thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after running into him,my temper turned foul and having my period now doesnt help at all :(&lt;br /&gt;i came back home,chatted to baby then off i went to meet my ex pri sch mates at suntec marche.&lt;br /&gt;when i was in the train,there was this indian guy pasing back and forth in front of me and looking at me.i ignored him.then he stopped pacing and he asked me if im chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i went 'ya'&lt;br /&gt;then he asked how old am i,which sku am i in,wna make friends with him,and asked for my name and number IN THE TRAIN with PEOPLE STARING.&lt;br /&gt;i was so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;then i just said 'NO.'&lt;br /&gt;and i dropped at the next stop which is the exact stop i wna alight.&lt;br /&gt;lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was slightly late.&lt;br /&gt;oh.i ran into jingxian and she slimmed down so much.and thanks for your comment! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going there was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;it was so BORING.&lt;br /&gt;i stayed there for about an hour and a half and i couldnt stop yawning.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;i was msging and talking on my hp while they were still harping on the last 5! years things.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;well i decided i had enough and i gave some excuse and left very hurriedly.&lt;br /&gt;they said they will ask me out on this sort of gathering and i just gave a non-committedly smile.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to say "thanks BUT no thanks,leave me out of this''&lt;br /&gt;the whole experience was horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my friends were surprised theres still such thing as &lt;strong&gt;PRIMARY SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt; gathering.&lt;br /&gt;shudders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way! my nails are silver now!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;no more chipped nails ;)&lt;br /&gt;but i had to go smudged my left forefinger.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16052005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling rather contented today.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its cos i had a good sleep and for once didnt have any nightmares or dreams ((:&lt;br /&gt;had apple juice and a plain bread for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;im not raveneous in the morning or afternoon or night.HA AH HA&lt;br /&gt;talked on the phone with 9 just now and poor yan is sleeping now i think.&lt;br /&gt;she has to do her YEAR ROUND project evert saturday,is it yan?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and on the other hand,im so free!&lt;br /&gt;and shes envious,she told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy jeans soon but mango is still having her big fat sale and so many people are there and so smelly,i dun dare to go in :(&lt;br /&gt;and levis' cut dun suit me so HOW?!!!&lt;br /&gt;espirit's jeans too high cut for me and the colours are not right for me.&lt;br /&gt;i like dark jeans and if they are in the right place,a lil faded too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a brat.&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;dad just told me that im not allowed to drink outside asin alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;however i can drink at home.&lt;br /&gt;cos he collects them and he said if i wna drink i can drink with him AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;my dad.ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's so peaceful and quiet right now.&lt;br /&gt;its one of those days&lt;br /&gt;when nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;and everyone's here&lt;br /&gt;but you are all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112149957332740446?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112149957332740446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112149957332740446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112149957332740446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112149957332740446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/ill-start-from-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112139648068008520</id><published>2005-07-14T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:01:20.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went for the modelling photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;it was alright la..&lt;br /&gt;lotsa make-up asin cosmetics on my face and hair spray!&lt;br /&gt;haha,when doing the poses..the photog said i have the body language and the face that he wants and likes so he said it is very easy to work with me.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is,i kinda enjoyed myself yesterday :))&lt;br /&gt;i had a bridal photo shoot too and i had long long hair attached to my real hair! i loveee it.therefore im gna grow my hair long! whaaha.&lt;br /&gt;haha,the photog told me to grow my hair long and he asked me to go back for another photo shoot next monday.i'll see how it goes la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nina came at about 5plus 6 for her shots and when she finished it was about 9 so we hurried to PS to eat and shop around.&lt;br /&gt;haha,we bought the same tops but different colours and i bought a black pair of slippers which ive been looking for a very super long time :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wella! yesterday was a fun day! but the only blemish is that i walked into a Gents asin toilet by accident and pure ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;gosh,i saw a man doing his 'business' and i think he caught a glimpse of me thru the mirror while i hurried out of the toilet as fast as my heels can carry me.&lt;br /&gt;it was HIGHLY embarrassing :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gna meet up some of my ex pri sch mates for dinner at Suntec Marche and meeting shiying at newton mrt before proceedin down to suntec.&lt;br /&gt;hope it wont be too awkward cos we haven seen each other for close to 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan and 9,we seriously need to meet up someday and chill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveisaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye peeps :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112139648068008520?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112139648068008520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112139648068008520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112139648068008520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112139648068008520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/yesterday-went-for-modelling.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112126537213450083</id><published>2005-07-13T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T07:36:12.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today isaac and i were supposed to meet at 745Am to go east coast for some fresh air and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;both of us woke up late! i woke up at 715am and mr tham at 750am! :))&lt;br /&gt;then i took a bus down to paya lebar and got lost.had to call a cab to find me on a busy road.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really mind la,its my fault anyways.&lt;br /&gt;confused the driver when i kept switching the place i wna drop..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached east coast at 9plus.&lt;br /&gt;sat on a rocky cliff and slacked there.&lt;br /&gt;so peaceful and the feeling of him being there is so cosy.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly a man came and started catching baby crabs,ha ha&lt;br /&gt;peace was shattered so we went to mac's and ate.&lt;br /&gt;there was a toddler there who is so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;i was winking at him and he winked back! so cute!&lt;br /&gt;and he kept smiling at isaac! mygod :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE OFFICIALLY FINISHED ALL THE GOOD AND HEARD-OF MOVIES IN JULY.&lt;em&gt;thankyouverymuch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we were like 'lets go watch movie' it was 1:23pm and the movie starts at 1:30 so we hurried and we did it! hellyeaa.&lt;br /&gt;watched alot like love..not too bad a show just sorta lacking in substance and predictable i guess.&lt;br /&gt;after the show,took a cab down to my bbsitter's home,informed her and then went to a void deck to talk.&lt;br /&gt;haha.its so easy to talk to him and able to say what i think without thinking too much :D&lt;br /&gt;nicenice.&lt;br /&gt;i cut the back of my ankle and it bled :(&lt;br /&gt;but heck that :)&lt;br /&gt;im happy! so very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: baby,dun worry too much kk? no matter what happens,i will be there for youuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112126537213450083?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112126537213450083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112126537213450083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112126537213450083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112126537213450083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/haha-today-isaac-and-i-were-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112118783704326122</id><published>2005-07-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:05:48.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyya!&lt;br /&gt;today has been a really good despite that the guy buzzing and a man singing beside me in the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;phototaking with unni and jhaileng wasnt so bad.just tiring and my feet grew blisters.&lt;br /&gt;met up with isaac at about 7plus cos unni got lost in EUNOS.&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A GREAT TIME darling :D&lt;br /&gt;and unni a super reckless driver.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen a a driver who drives with his head craned backwards? scary.&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda freaked la and stunned when he told he used to be nuclear scientist in India.&lt;br /&gt;cant tell man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired today.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt stop yawninggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight peeps :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey yan! cheerup ks?&lt;br /&gt;just work harder next time!&lt;br /&gt;lovesss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112118783704326122?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112118783704326122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112118783704326122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112118783704326122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112118783704326122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/heyya-today-has-been-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112101113579110869</id><published>2005-07-10T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T08:59:26.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Fashion Style is Trendy&lt;/h2&gt;You love fashion and live to shop&lt;br /&gt;And keeping up with the lastet trends is what you love best&lt;br /&gt;You know what's in, out, about to be in, and about to be out&lt;br /&gt;You love to dress your friends and would make a killer celebrity stylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112101113579110869?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112101113579110869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112101113579110869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112101113579110869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112101113579110869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/your-fashion-style-is-trendyyou-love.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112100977286951537</id><published>2005-07-10T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T08:37:03.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mhm.&lt;br /&gt;haven updated for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday was the end of our term tests! so happy! ha ha&lt;br /&gt;met up with isaac to watch movieS.&lt;br /&gt;mygod.&lt;br /&gt;we watched Initial D and Fantastic 4.&lt;br /&gt;really good shows and viewer-friendly characters :))&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself thoroughly when im with him,honestly.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the thing is that he can listen and listen and LISTEN without complaints and give good advices.&lt;br /&gt;and we share so much in common,its scary :D&lt;br /&gt;ilu baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;althea was doing some stupid things just now with her new handphone!&lt;br /&gt;she was like "clarine" "clarine" "CLARINE"&lt;br /&gt;i was going 'huh 'huh and then "WHAT LA"&lt;br /&gt;wth,she cracked up&lt;br /&gt;she is so cute really :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i really miss yan and 9!&lt;br /&gt;goshhhh.&lt;br /&gt;haven seen them for almost a month i think!&lt;br /&gt;we really must make time for each other,girls!&lt;br /&gt;feeling happy that 9 has a boyfriend now and now its ms yan's turn :)&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys although we seldom meet up now&lt;br /&gt;but thats gna change i hope ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday most probably me and khai leng are going sentosa with unni to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;isaac said it sounds perverted.&lt;br /&gt;dun worry darl! we will 'take care' of him if he dares to do anything funny! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past week,i have been feeling stressed.&lt;br /&gt;not by work but by a person who is constantly buzzing around and pestering me.&lt;br /&gt;he takes joy in threatening me and making my life a misery.&lt;br /&gt;christ.&lt;br /&gt;I LOATHE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is,i swear if he ever ever do anything to me.I WILL KILL HIM.&lt;br /&gt;that bloody bitch of a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note..&lt;br /&gt;im enjoying life on a carefree and being loved basis.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;although going to skl and doing the same ol' thing for ages do take their toil on me but with so many ppl i postively adore perks up the dreary atmosphere.in a subtle way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wella!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wrote enough :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;really i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112100977286951537?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112100977286951537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112100977286951537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112100977286951537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112100977286951537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/mhm.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112049479519274564</id><published>2005-07-04T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:33:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling kinda sad and incredibly happy at the same time.very self contradictory i know but feelings are sth i guess you cant control..&lt;br /&gt;anyways been studying for term tests lately cos i really dun wna fail.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so blessed to be with a person i love so much really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having some sort of emotional low now so i shall go off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya around peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112049479519274564?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112049479519274564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112049479519274564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112049479519274564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112049479519274564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/feeling-kinda-sad-and-incredibly-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-112023942309214401</id><published>2005-07-01T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T10:38:40.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;met up with dear isaac this sfternoon to study and well,we did a lil.then the rest of the time we were playing.ha,hah&lt;br /&gt;had a great time with him today! love him sooo sooo much :)&lt;br /&gt;then we took a cab down to my auntie's home cos she asked me to go down but then! my dad was there already so i panicked then i told darling to go off first :( felt so bad cos firstly he knows nuts about the place secondly i dint say a proper byebye to him..&lt;br /&gt;but isaac being so sweet he said its okay! haha..really love him to bits :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,this idiotic guy has been calling me.&lt;br /&gt;i got irritated with him and he actually threatened me with alot of things like spreading rumours about me and also threatening to slap me if he sees me.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.i was kinda scared cos the whole situation was really bad and i was negotiating with him and talking sense and logic into him.but he has a really thick and dense head so none got in.&lt;br /&gt;i was between screaming and cajoling him to see sense.&lt;br /&gt;the bloody guy took up so much of my time that i cant talk to isaac on the phone! gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE HIM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-112023942309214401?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/112023942309214401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=112023942309214401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112023942309214401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/112023942309214401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/07/met-up-with-dear-isaac-this-sfternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-111950404420787522</id><published>2005-06-22T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T22:20:44.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Passed out in our school clothes&lt;br /&gt;So we'd wake up in our Sunday's best&lt;br /&gt;I never asked for your opinion&lt;br /&gt;I just got it and I get it&lt;br /&gt;You move slow like daytime drama&lt;br /&gt;And I'm boring like his songs&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm taking you for granted&lt;br /&gt;We'll be humming along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well cross my heart and hope to,&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying just to keep you here&lt;br /&gt;So reckless (so reckless),so,&lt;br /&gt;So heartless (so heartless)&lt;br /&gt;So careless, I could care less&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13681033-111950404420787522?l=no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/feeds/111950404420787522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13681033&amp;postID=111950404420787522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/111950404420787522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13681033/posts/default/111950404420787522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ones-perfect.blogspot.com/2005/06/passed-out-in-our-school-clothes-so.html' title=''/><author><name>clarine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10360366609601819801</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-13681033.post-111936627206611763</id><published>2005-06-21T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T08:04:32.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you think it's obvious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I want to say more?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;too daring to say to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be said in this letter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;then burned away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you never realize,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1.rinnie&lt;br /&gt;2.clare&lt;br /&gt;3.yanyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1.eyes&lt;br /&gt;2.mouth&lt;br /&gt;3.body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1.nose&lt;br /&gt;2.feet&lt;br /&gt;3.toenails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1.chinese/english&lt;br /&gt;2.teochew but i dunno how to speak :)&lt;br /&gt;3.hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1.failure&lt;br /&gt;2.hell&lt;br /&gt;3.exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1.handphonee&lt;br /&gt;2.wallet&lt;br /&gt;3.keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1.shorts&lt;br /&gt;2.big shirt&lt;br /&gt;3.lingeries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1.Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;2.Britney to a certain extent&lt;br /&gt;3.i forgot her name :( ohya! alicia keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;1.Rich Girl&lt;br /&gt;2.Karma&lt;br /&gt;3.Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1.Sweet hard love&lt;br /&gt;2.Funny shit&lt;br /&gt;3.Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:&lt;br /&gt;1.i love my mom&lt;br /&gt;2.i love you!&lt;br /&gt;3.i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1.eyes&lt;br /&gt;2.body&lt;br /&gt;3.speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1.shopping&lt;br /&gt;2.reading novels&lt;br /&gt;3.looking at the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1.sleep&lt;br /&gt;2.do preparation&lt;br /&gt;3.scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1.personal shopper&lt;br /&gt;2.businesswoman&lt;br /&gt;3.in the business world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1.Paris&lt;br /&gt;2.Germany&lt;br /&gt;3.Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;1.Gabriellea&lt;br /&gt;2.Christine Ann&lt;br /&gt;3.Elizabeth Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1.Achievements!&lt;br /&gt;2.Be someone who is well-liked&lt;br /&gt;3.i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU THINK ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:&lt;br /&gt;1.Sporty&lt;br /&gt;2.Dun giggle&lt;br /&gt;3.Dun act cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU THINK ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK:&lt;br /&gt;1.owns bikinis&lt;br /&gt;2.do mani and pedi&lt;br 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