<?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-6426680437499993296</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:17:41.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live your life the way YOU want it</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>suGuna th-∂ινuℓgєя χ0χ0™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11167258617251757836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SlxqjagsyLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3HRQd-uYpyc/S220/emo0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426680437499993296.post-7784168756787324431</id><published>2009-10-25T02:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:40:33.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;back aft very long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my blog has fungus growing on it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alrdy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;btr&lt;/span&gt; keep it alive.&lt;br /&gt;Actually its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lyk&lt;/span&gt; 3 am and i still dunno y i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cnt&lt;/span&gt; sleep. and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; almost done everything possible on the net.So this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; left with.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are still hurting from all the roaming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; today, trust me do Not wear heels wen u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;knw&lt;/span&gt; u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; a long day ahead of u no matter how pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dey&lt;/span&gt; make u look.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Anywaes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;EOY&lt;/span&gt; exams are over! AT LAST!&lt;br /&gt;This year seems to have run pretty fast, so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; know how i did, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;skippin&lt;/span&gt; sch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Nbm&lt;/span&gt;, let the results wait, at least i can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;njoy&lt;/span&gt; for a week or two with hopes that i did well.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;crossed&lt;/span&gt; that i and one *hardworking* monkey get promoted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;smtin&lt;/span&gt; slightly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mre&lt;/span&gt; interesting than my boring old rants on getting promoted!&lt;br /&gt;I found these on the net, and i honestly think they made perfect sense.&lt;br /&gt;5 Things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; yr Boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)To only be the "Boyfriend"&lt;br /&gt;well, typically we tend to think guys are the play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; types &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wunt&lt;/span&gt; be that serious, but really they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;jz&lt;/span&gt; as loving as girls at heart. Guys are said to be the ones who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;hesitate&lt;/span&gt; to settle down in life, and love the bachelor life,well its just crap.&lt;br /&gt;2) Playing hard to get&lt;br /&gt;This always makes the guy appreciate you, but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;shld&lt;/span&gt; stop at a limit. The whole 'playing-hard-to-get' idea is fine, as long as it stops! aft the guy gets you. If your always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; play hard to get, saying no when u really mean yes. expecting him to beg you. soon he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; get sick and move away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) He would want his friends to like you, not love you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter guy or girl, no one would like losing their loved one. especially to their friends. firstly its makes them seem inferior among their clique, and also the pain of losing yr loved one.&lt;br /&gt;And as a boyfriend. no guy would want to lose his love to his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)They would want us to like their friends, no love them.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;duhh&lt;/span&gt; he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; get jealous and all possessive when u start toking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt;, when he's right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;der&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of you! This is one more reasons why they never introduce you to retain friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; like it when they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; yr 1st priority.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, every guy does like it when u put him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of everyone else. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt; and anyone likes that! Even if you say u love your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; more than him, he will get worried that your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; dump him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; i wanted to elaborate more, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;nbm&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; i still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; the other side to write!&lt;br /&gt;yup, 5 things about your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)They want to know your friends, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; interested in letting you meet theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)She never means it when she says she want you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;hv&lt;/span&gt; fun with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;guyfriends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; want you to be happy, its just that slight sadness when you aren't beside them. though they do know u need yr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;fwens&lt;/span&gt; as much as they need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;theirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; worried that other girls are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;btr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Though most girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;dunt&lt;/span&gt; show it, all of them are worried that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; be ogling or at least admiring another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)They like attention- the chase.&lt;br /&gt;This is were playing-hard-to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;begins&lt;/span&gt;. When you 'chase' to get the girl,is always makes her feel like you want her. obviously its shows her you want her, you need her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Girls have complicated languages.&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; fine', he means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; fine.&lt;br /&gt;but when a girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; fine, its really means, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; very upset!&lt;br /&gt;The lesser they talk, the more they really want to talk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* guess blogging really is making me sleepy now. its 3.31am!&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is enough for today, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; continue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;Nitez&lt;/span&gt;! i mean mornings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426680437499993296-7784168756787324431?l=confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/7784168756787324431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6426680437499993296&amp;postID=7784168756787324431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/7784168756787324431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/7784168756787324431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action!'/><author><name>suGuna th-∂ινuℓgєя χ0χ0™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11167258617251757836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SlxqjagsyLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3HRQd-uYpyc/S220/emo0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426680437499993296.post-631750772399437192</id><published>2009-09-15T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:51:35.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Hope?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/Sq-Kj81f4nI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-8hkJTeOwYw/s1600-h/jackisfat25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381672429961601650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/Sq-Kj81f4nI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-8hkJTeOwYw/s400/jackisfat25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll wait, though i know its never gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;At least i have hope to keep me going on(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Halo!&lt;br /&gt;Today was the 1st day at sch.technically 2nd, but i din go ystd, due to reasons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;School was such a bore, same old, running to sch at 7.35 and being late,miss poon always rolling her eyes, guess the only diff was, exams are starting soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lyk in a just few weeks! [ i shall not say the exact no. of days cuz it wld definitely stress pple out]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But i srsly have to get my act right, and stop skipping so often. I guess i will.TRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And did i tell yu.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ohh guess its gonna hv to w8, jst got nagged by my dad to go and study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wow? guess he's in his parenting mood.hahax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok  i'll continue tis post ltr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;byes(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426680437499993296-631750772399437192?l=confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/631750772399437192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6426680437499993296&amp;postID=631750772399437192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/631750772399437192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/631750772399437192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-it-hope.html' title='Is it Hope?'/><author><name>suGuna th-∂ινuℓgєя χ0χ0™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11167258617251757836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SlxqjagsyLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3HRQd-uYpyc/S220/emo0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/Sq-Kj81f4nI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-8hkJTeOwYw/s72-c/jackisfat25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426680437499993296.post-1544304818939413806</id><published>2009-07-06T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:27:13.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, ok sry i hv nt updated. I'll get to it as soon as possible..&lt;br /&gt;Till than occupy uself with this(:&lt;br /&gt;Its best singlish i hv heard from a angmoh.but its reli funny hw the other guy(shan) tried his best to sound Singaporean but it sounds like a alien speaking british..lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/wYsz85Z9Ho4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/wYsz85Z9Ho4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426680437499993296-1544304818939413806?l=confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/1544304818939413806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6426680437499993296&amp;postID=1544304818939413806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/1544304818939413806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/1544304818939413806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>suGuna th-∂ινuℓgєя χ0χ0™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11167258617251757836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SlxqjagsyLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3HRQd-uYpyc/S220/emo0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426680437499993296.post-901421212036726812</id><published>2009-06-24T07:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:12:12.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;HeyHeyHey! sry for not updating so long, i think of it eveyday but get to lazy by the time i on the comp.hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well hols are coming to an end sooooon.lyk 4 mre days soon! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'hv been up to alot for the past week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hm..i went to nite safari on fathers day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i wasnt very excited to go but still enjoyed myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i had gooddamn fishes bititng my leg wht mre cld i ask for? and yes i am srs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;they bit my whole leg and nw i'm missing a toe..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok i'm js over exaggerating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was actually for those foot spa thingy wer u let fishes bite yr leg,it was for 10 mins and i spent half the time forcing myself to put my leg in.hahas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'm scared of fishes ok! the thought letting em bite my leg itself was js...disturbing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFhsdnKo2I/AAAAAAAAADI/GYS-qfIftKg/s1600-h/Photo0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350665248783901538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFhsdnKo2I/AAAAAAAAADI/GYS-qfIftKg/s400/Photo0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;see arent they scary! lols. ok mayb they arent tt scary......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and these were the bigger fishy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFpyOdk5kI/AAAAAAAAADw/6v2tiplkZ98/s1600-h/Photo0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350674143889385026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFpyOdk5kI/AAAAAAAAADw/6v2tiplkZ98/s400/Photo0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well mayb tts nt scary but tis is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFiuaKLq3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/_R8WetTJWf8/s1600-h/Photo0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350666381728394098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFiuaKLq3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/_R8WetTJWf8/s400/Photo0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;they dun look so pretty nw eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well aft that was too tis animal show..&lt;br /&gt;here's a little(27mins.lols) video i took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~tried uploading and it failed~&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;After that was of to the tramp ride, i saw like freaking lions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i know i sound like a five year old to get excited over lions, but srsly exactly at the time my tramp went pass it stood up and gave a roar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It was just like what u see in those cartoons! awesome! lols &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well i din exactly manage to get much pics, obviously cuz its at night and ders no light. we were'nt allowed to use our flash's either so no pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;here are just a couple of shots which u can see at least smtn... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;try squinting your eyes....might help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350674137680780354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFpx3VVHEI/AAAAAAAAADo/vLF_4RgWggA/s400/21062009223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;those are flamingo's ontop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFpxcqLxCI/AAAAAAAAADg/e7RcA2diF54/s1600-h/21062009221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350674130520491042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFpxcqLxCI/AAAAAAAAADg/e7RcA2diF54/s400/21062009221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;these are actually some fancy type of deer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well i got a few more pics but i hv reli got no patience or time to deal with this impossible blogger pic uploader anymre...&lt;br /&gt;well if u reli wanna see animals pics still, go inernet search la, gt clearer and btr pic(: hahas&lt;br /&gt;so...aft that went for seafood than headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say i meet alot of my fren's relatives at the night safari! hehe no offence. jz kidding kaes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I also meet this african family...they were sitting beside us so jz got to know em.they're a nice bunch of folks to be ard, made me forget abt a typical singaporean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well thn...went out ystd, Shping again! camon' pple GSS! lols&lt;br /&gt;going to watch transformers today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thn going shping again on thurs...and i hv tution of friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Did i mention i got a tution kid, its nt yet cnfm, its my mom's, frend's, son or daughter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;primary 3 kid...even if that tution dosent get set.. im gnna be tutoring my lil sis anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my mom agreed to give me min $150 per mnth....&lt;br /&gt;its freaking slacky way to get mney! haha&lt;br /&gt;Shut her it the room ask her to do work, go watch tv, just check on her every now and than..help her, which is btw what i do now itself. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm sure everyone heard the news abt sch holidays being extented cuz of H1N1..&lt;br /&gt;well i was soo hoping too but my dreams got crushed and torned and burned into ashes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well sch is gnna be re-opening as per normal..&lt;br /&gt;i hope mre pple kena so that they'lll shut dwn schs:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'm not cursing anyone here ok. i js dun want sch hols to finish so fast!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tsk.haiz......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway if sch open i intent on getting srs abt studying cuz i dun wanna flop my eoy.my mye results were bad enough..so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;well reli gotta go nw....i'll post nxt on sun or sat or nxt year if im alive..&lt;br /&gt;take care.byes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s i'm sry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426680437499993296-901421212036726812?l=confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/901421212036726812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6426680437499993296&amp;postID=901421212036726812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/901421212036726812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/901421212036726812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/2009/06/heyheyhey-sry-for-not-updating-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>suGuna th-∂ινuℓgєя χ0χ0™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11167258617251757836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SlxqjagsyLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3HRQd-uYpyc/S220/emo0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SkFhsdnKo2I/AAAAAAAAADI/GYS-qfIftKg/s72-c/Photo0361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426680437499993296.post-6286864009216914813</id><published>2009-06-06T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:27:36.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SipB_PDYolI/AAAAAAAAADA/jbRnRHNjc_k/s1600-h/emo0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344156462456808018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SipB_PDYolI/AAAAAAAAADA/jbRnRHNjc_k/s400/emo0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll wait....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;i know my blog has been on and off for the past few months....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually i haven blogged in lyk 4 months nw i guess....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so here i am just to let you pple know i'm still alive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alot ALOT has happened for the past few months lyk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i saw david archuleta!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YESISAWHIM isawhimisawhimisawhim!and he waved and smiled at us.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aww... i wanted to melt right at that spot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok enough of him cuz i can go on and on abt him for thw whole day if u let me and im sure everyone of you hv already heard enough of me and david.lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thn...there was.....wow i cnt seem to rmb anytin.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hm.....exams?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i managed to pass Everytin except fpr maths..failed p1 and p2 on a total of 10 marks -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all those hrs spent on maths went to hell.so much for all the effort i put in..its ok, gotta try harder for eoy. hey at least i passed all the rest(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its june holidays now, thought of getting a job, and tried too! but nothing seemed to click so yeah, im jz rotting at hme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i' hv got tution almost every day to keep me occupied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thats pretty much it i guess...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm extremely tired, yeah i know its 6.18pm , i went for tuition at 10 ok! of cuz tired ryte!hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'hv got alot of spare time now so i'll try nt to neglect ma blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;post again wen smtin interesting happens or when i lose anyone of ma body parts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byes(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6426680437499993296-6286864009216914813?l=confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/feeds/6286864009216914813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6426680437499993296&amp;postID=6286864009216914813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/6286864009216914813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6426680437499993296/posts/default/6286864009216914813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://confession-of-my-beautifultragedy.blogspot.com/2009/06/me.html' title=''/><author><name>suGuna th-∂ινuℓgєя χ0χ0™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11167258617251757836</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SlxqjagsyLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3HRQd-uYpyc/S220/emo0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBK6lVP1HbA/SipB_PDYolI/AAAAAAAAADA/jbRnRHNjc_k/s72-c/emo0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
