<?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-8209896869780787895</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:34:20.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When emo builds up with music,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209896869780787895.post-8892730706153501459</id><published>2007-11-13T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:43:06.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I had training today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay yesterday whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like closing down my blog. I feel like doing homework (But I cant). I like to burn midnight oils. I think I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&gt; Training&gt; Macs&gt; Home @ 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-8892730706153501459?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8892730706153501459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=8892730706153501459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8892730706153501459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8892730706153501459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-had-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-236935854220080506</id><published>2007-11-12T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T03:16:01.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My laptop is a freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not being a good baby this week, and I absolutely hate it. I can't upload picturessssss, damn :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for trng again tmr, in school omg. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye dears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-236935854220080506?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/236935854220080506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=236935854220080506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/236935854220080506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/236935854220080506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-laptop-is-freak.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-1793052008601508276</id><published>2007-11-11T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T07:55:17.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Training was the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed, Aizhen Weina Sheena in action around coach like North South East. Don't count on West because there's only three of us. Still, no one told Weina to come earlier so we ended up waiting for her. Initially, we wanted to surprise coach from the back but he found out (I kept giggling omg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach is ever so mean. He says I want to be a nun so I went to a girls' school. Although I pretty much know he's kidding, I think I told him that whoever his wife is would be a serious pity. Unless of course, it's someone not really pleasant to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being rusty for a year without touching the table-tennis bat, yet I know it's my bat by the touch. I almost thrust Coach one aside when I touched and realised it wasn't mine omg. Still, Coach says my skills are not dead, and that I have not lost his face. (&lt;em&gt;I'm really good at listening to compliments :D)&lt;/em&gt; Trng was therefore, good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at KFC with Aizhen Weina Wilson. I ate Meltz, but I rejected the Mashed Potato. Reason being the (omg so nice) sauce is in fact, made through fat oils which is really re-used. Also, other outlets do the same but KFC is the worst. The &lt;em&gt;chao-da&lt;/em&gt; Wilson ate a large one still, we gossiped and he couldn't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(LIM AIZHEN YOU OWE ME MONEY :D I've a sudden feeling tht I'm so rich. Not.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed at Weina's and we played at the playground after giving Kelly a surprise visit. Soh Wei Na's Maid, Valent (Sp?!) says &lt;strong&gt;I grew taller ,&lt;/strong&gt;worth bolding, but fatter. Sickening please I hate my fats everyone keeps reminding me. Left and they waited for the bus with me and I received hugs. Kelly hugged me till I felt my bod's entirely packed in a luggage with no fresh air but still, I love everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Vivo to refund for another shirt from Zara. Mine had a hole right at the back and I was blind enough to not vision it in my sight. Dinner was like 500 bucks, and I kept complaining to Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I absolutely meant no harm in anything that I posted. If I did cause, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;PSS Pictures will be uploaded tmr, blogger is being a screw again.&lt;br /&gt;PSSS At the playground was total un-glamness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-1793052008601508276?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/1793052008601508276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=1793052008601508276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/1793052008601508276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/1793052008601508276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/training-was-best.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-9005896624562621170</id><published>2007-11-08T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T07:20:16.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yay hi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boo bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climbed the Great Wall of China before I completed Chinese Cloze Passage. Awesomely proud of myself, but I did nothing so far today. Burning midnight oils really help, mugged till 12.30 last night. Might consider doing the same thing later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked with Popular @ the website and seemingly, the prices are cheaper (I think) for nxt yr's textbks. Still, they don't have all the books actually (E.g Clay Marble, etc.). We need not buy English Textbks either. Currently, we're using the one for Secondary 2s so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is really relaxing x: Alright I'm super fed-up with myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I admit I'm trying to hide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-9005896624562621170?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/9005896624562621170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=9005896624562621170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/9005896624562621170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/9005896624562621170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/yay-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-8062796471584892979</id><published>2007-11-07T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T06:17:59.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's really no right or wrong,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130093944961354322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RzHBQzXNylI/AAAAAAAAARM/v7DV75s3F2c/s400/cities.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're the different thing, and ily.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130101761801833058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RzHIXzXNymI/AAAAAAAAARU/2EyHjjFR4p8/s320/Eva+Yang+Squared.GIF" border="0" /&gt; Please view Eva Yang best in IE. My drawing skills are superb, thank you. -salutes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I baked Rock Cakes from Sheena's Superb Sucker Recipe.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I shall try to be a good girl too and mug till midnight, hopefully without dropping onto the bed with eyes shut.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Goodnight darls.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100;"&gt;&lt;/center&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/8209896869780787895-8062796471584892979?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8062796471584892979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=8062796471584892979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8062796471584892979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8062796471584892979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-really-no-right-or-wrong.html' title='There&apos;s really no right or wrong,'/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RzHBQzXNylI/AAAAAAAAARM/v7DV75s3F2c/s72-c/cities.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209896869780787895.post-6409315977421184361</id><published>2007-11-06T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T06:01:54.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I swear the feeling's really dumb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at 5 today, shall summarise everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet-up at Clementi&gt; Trained to Vivo&gt; Secret Recipe&gt; Gameplan&gt; Arcade&gt; Camwhore&gt; Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARMAINE DESIREE SHEENA THENGHUI XINYI WENT OUT TO VIVO TGTHR TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sheena had a failed attempt to climb up the cow near Marche ):&lt;br /&gt;2. Sheena's body is aching ):&lt;br /&gt;3. Sheena's wireless connection died ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheer up Lim Aizhen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheena swears tht she will love you alot more, as much as overflowing can go. I will teach you how to bake, and I promise I will not throw the flour onto your face if I get fed-up with you :D I understand staying up all night crying cos' I had times like tht too. Get well, cry if you must. I will pull you up till you reach Mount Everest and we shall hike all the way back down tghr. Love yah &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Sheena loves everyone too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-6409315977421184361?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6409315977421184361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=6409315977421184361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6409315977421184361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6409315977421184361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-swear-feelings-really-dumb-home.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-6403851227471931056</id><published>2007-11-04T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:46:03.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bahbahblacksheep loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah bah black sheep have you any wool&lt;br /&gt;Yes mdm yes mdm four bags full&lt;br /&gt;One for Sheena and one for you&lt;br /&gt;And two more for both of us each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cry (!) Charmaine cried with me ystrdy online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEENA (!) -(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine (!) -[CHARMAINE]] So this is where the story ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets' cry tgthr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[CHARMAINE]] So this is where the story ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOHOOOOOOHOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eh your turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[CHARMAINE]] So this is where the story ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOOOOOOOOOOO ok :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SO OBEDIENT LETS' CONTINUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOHOOOOOHOOOOOOOOHHHOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYY MAMAMAMAMMAMAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[CHARMAINE]] So this is where the story ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do something lehhhhhh but nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[CHARMAINE]] So this is where the story ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOBSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS HAHA LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN CRYING WITH SHEENA THE GREAT. Nah, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[CHARMAINE]] So this is where the story ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, my mother ask me to switch off the com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ip) No one told me the right way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SO SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows tht her mum is more important thn me D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;P.S R.P is so sad ): I feel like crying omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-6403851227471931056?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6403851227471931056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=6403851227471931056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6403851227471931056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6403851227471931056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/bahbahblacksheep-loves-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-6924031658518955913</id><published>2007-11-04T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T07:55:59.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My show is flying away this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth, my mum says if I dont sleep she wont give me 200 bucks. OMG HOW CAN SHE RIGHT. However, for the sake that I spent 200 plus in town today I really need it more than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay than Romantic Princess is going to miss me. Not fair I'm coming back in late afternoon. Bleurgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-6924031658518955913?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6924031658518955913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=6924031658518955913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6924031658518955913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6924031658518955913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-show-is-flying-away-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-8202238122535868949</id><published>2007-11-03T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T08:38:27.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE WEEK OF HOLIDAYS ARE FREAKING GONE JUST LIKE THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-8202238122535868949?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8202238122535868949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=8202238122535868949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8202238122535868949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8202238122535868949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-week-of-holidays-are-freaking-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-4163029025827128528</id><published>2007-11-03T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T08:25:55.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No one told me the right way,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY TAGBOARD IS PINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think I'm quite mad. Fine. Really mad in the brains. Why? I kept laughing over my tagboard's pink, white and grey. When it's seriously not funny at all that my maid entered the room and hit me on my head to refrain me from bursting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Sheena, do you happen to know that you're one weird ass.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I do. On a another note, I gave Yoga a miss today which apparently, does not make me feel suitably glad. Someone gave a brilliant idea of entering Sakae Sushi and we landed on the comfy seats having meals for dinner instead of Yoga. Seriously, I feel bad. &lt;em&gt;I told you I'm weird. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning home was agonising because brothers are such suckers. Basically, we were throwing defences as each other as we argued. Proceeding with a poke and everything else fell and we hand-wrestled and poked each other. Repeatedly I should add. Brothers are really awesome bothers although they help you go through lone periods. My strong skills have proven that I'm not an elder sister for nothing, as I beat him hands down as his laughter never seem to cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the refrigerator, you will find my new creation of Blueberry Cheesecake (WITH DIGESTIVE BISCUITS) all ready for action. However, it was already nine and a tiny supper would harm. Not tiny though, a small &lt;strong&gt;cheese&lt;/strong&gt;cake kills even if it was low-fat. Yknow, cheese is cheeeeeeeese still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely random but when is Monday going to come! It's really sickening since Romantic Princess is getting uploaded so slowly and I can't help it due to the series. I miss my old friends and I want them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Apparently I'm thinking of having a hiatus. Someone save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-4163029025827128528?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4163029025827128528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=4163029025827128528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4163029025827128528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4163029025827128528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-one-told-me-right-way.html' title='No one told me the right way,'/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-3665680627377479150</id><published>2007-11-02T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:59:47.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won my brother at Tic-Tac-Toe (YAY FINALLY). Currently super happy, idk why. Bernard Leong IM me and he suddenly went like some mad freak and high over nothing. Slamming me with some retarded words and continuous 'highness'. I bet you're really crazy okay, Bernard Leong ____ ____. I still cannot recall your Chinese name D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH. I havent thanked Amanda, Hongyi and Deborah for presents. So. THANK YOU (: Haha, super random. I'm getting sick of my posts and (yes, I know so are you) it's really brain-wrecking to think of what to update every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned around at my Grandma's today and it was incredously cool! Not. Sat there and my baby cousin brought her Barbie so I proceeded to disfigure her perfect image of it. I found some makeup and splattered it all over Barbie's face. Purple coloured, in fact Valerie wasn't even frightened that she snatched away the makeup box and started scribbling more purple-ish foundation on Barbie's body. At last, Barbie's entire body was purple (SHE EVEN COLOURED HER ASS). She than strutted her Barbie to show everyone her masterpiece (It's my idea, excuse me), than I eventually dragged her Barbie back and used Tissue to clean Barbie clean and browned tanned beautiful all once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a really good makeup artist. &lt;em&gt;Yes, continue dreaming my dear. &lt;/em&gt;Fyi, I have given all my 7 Barbies away alrd but I know many girls still like dolls. I'm terribly (really,) not into Barbies anymore and their hair just takes a gazillion years to tie, or comb even. Super rough although their figure is like superbbbbbb, and really slim. But they're dolls so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom allowed me to go movie date (YAY). But I needa' cash in for eveything myself. I intended to buy more donuts home since I ate like 5 of 6 which I brought back from Vivo last week. Meanie. Now we just have to see first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY AUNT SAYS I'M GETTING FATTER AND SHE'S LAUGHING AT ME OMG HOW CAN SHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-3665680627377479150?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/3665680627377479150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=3665680627377479150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/3665680627377479150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/3665680627377479150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-i-won-my-brother-at-tic-tac-toe.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-4484252433728551829</id><published>2007-10-31T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:26:46.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm wishing I could find the words to say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chalet was a disaster.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day, went to some Park for cycling since Escape and Wild Wild Wet weren't open either. We rented Twin Bikes and I cycled with Eva. Due to my long horrid legs I couldn't ride at the back so I was in front. I had weak arms so I couldnt control the wheels in front and we were wobbling all the way when it started drizzling like mad. Soaked to the skin, we brought bikes back to kiosk and I had black oil over my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned up and had lunch. Arcade till 3 plus before we finally checked in with heavy bags. Everyone washed up and had Amazing Race right before dinner. At the end of that night, my entire body had sores and aches. Mild blisters on both feet and I even left sunblock for my aching legs since I forgotten about Body Lotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn Halloween. We went Cheers and bought some stuff for Breakfast the next day. When we finally left the place, I saw some guy painted his whole face red and others dressed as freaks for Halloween. I screamed and all joined in unison. Rushed back to Cheers to hide and cried -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returned to Chalet and end of Day 1. We dint even have proper sleep, with those creeps around the area. Slept and got frightened, continuously on and offs of lights. Woke up and went outside till 1.30 and went to bed till 6.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day was packing up and Arcade, Lunch and Wild Wild Wet. I made a last minute decision as they paid for the admission fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played, and went home. Reached my friendly and warm bed about 7 and dunked right in. Woke up a while later to have a bath and slept till my clock struck 25:00.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-4484252433728551829?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4484252433728551829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=4484252433728551829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4484252433728551829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4484252433728551829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-wishing-i-could-find-words-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-4851645452527332306</id><published>2007-10-29T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:31:55.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Advanced 14th Brenda Chua! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant post tmr dut to classs chalet so here's an advanced one for you. I've been counting down for a week okay! :D HAHAHA. I'm so nice (: Okay happy fourteenth, love you! I've yet to be so old so yeah. No experience of ageing yet! :D Means you're old alrd. In any case, love you and have a fantabulously awesome bday okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-4851645452527332306?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4851645452527332306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=4851645452527332306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4851645452527332306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4851645452527332306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-advanced-14th-brenda-chua-3-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-5097399823351055115</id><published>2007-10-28T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T07:41:56.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Vivo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126391640202529330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySaCTXNyjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wA8FKRE6Bmc/s320/251020071263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thenghui.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126392061109324354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySaazXNykI/AAAAAAAAARE/ZvLXksbE7_Y/s320/251020071262.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Desiree.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySZvTXNyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wNgk3XLDeg4/s1600-h/281020071282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126391313785014818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySZvTXNyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wNgk3XLDeg4/s320/281020071282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing Jurassic Park at Arcade. You should have seen us play the (WHAT) Ice Hockey (IS IT), I screamed like a mad freak and Desiree joined in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySZhDXNyhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_dDWJjyWUdU/s1600-h/281020071283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126391068971878930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySZhDXNyhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_dDWJjyWUdU/s320/281020071283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See they act tall lah. But it doesnt matter because I'm still the tallest! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySWxDXNygI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jt4O5RzKHic/s1600-h/281020071285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126388045314902530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySWxDXNygI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jt4O5RzKHic/s320/281020071285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dippin' Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126387044587522546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySV2zXNyfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7cSRQE34sHo/s320/281020071286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySVQDXNyeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dzQue1z_zx0/s1600-h/281020071287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126386378867591650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySVQDXNyeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dzQue1z_zx0/s320/281020071287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG EVA SHOW HER BELLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySUWzXNydI/AAAAAAAAAQM/O9iaXNk8qPc/s1600-h/281020071288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126385395320080850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySUWzXNydI/AAAAAAAAAQM/O9iaXNk8qPc/s320/281020071288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha yeah. Cigarettes? BOOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-5097399823351055115?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5097399823351055115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=5097399823351055115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/5097399823351055115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/5097399823351055115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/vivo-thenghui.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RySaCTXNyjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wA8FKRE6Bmc/s72-c/251020071263.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209896869780787895.post-6555208156017149572</id><published>2007-10-27T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T08:35:34.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wont forget the times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHBAHBLACKSHEEP-SHAKALAKA BABY-WHOOLALA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love everyone okay! (L) (L) (L) (L) (L) (L) forever and ever more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what came over me but I suddenly felt like telling everyone that. I suddenly feel extremely high. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BANGS SHEENA'S HEAD WITH A FIRE EXTINGUISHER).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT'S FREAKING 11. 34 pm MY BEAUTY SLEEP AWAITS ME. I CANT MEET MY CLIQUE WITH BULGING RED PUFFY EYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-6555208156017149572?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6555208156017149572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=6555208156017149572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6555208156017149572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6555208156017149572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-wont-forget-times-bahbahblacksheep.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-5147474065734498365</id><published>2007-10-27T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T02:31:59.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished the Brown Sugar M_____ (I dont know how to spell lah) in a day. So I dint come online yesterday. HAHA. My entire face was stucked to the tellie and I slept at 1.30 am last night to finish everything up. Well, the show was kinda&lt;em&gt; stupid. &lt;/em&gt;But funny if you like those kind of comedy plus romance dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for the (so sweet so sweet so sweet) birthday wishes. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've been a good girl today by going on to MLG to check out homework :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Math. (What language are they using - my laptop cant receive alienic languages they're showing lah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Literature - Aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3a) Chinese Project&lt;br /&gt;3b) Chinese Cloze Passage Exercise Book&lt;br /&gt;3c) Chinese Compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4a) English Book Reviews - Chosen Authors&lt;br /&gt;4b) Vocab&lt;br /&gt;4c) Compo - Perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay happy holidays! Hope everyone enjoys them :) I can sense the evil grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! Say hello homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yoga Yoga Yoga at 8.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-5147474065734498365?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5147474065734498365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=5147474065734498365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/5147474065734498365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/5147474065734498365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/finished-brown-sugar-m-i-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-8877968248884821317</id><published>2007-10-25T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T03:52:20.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Blogger screwdriver-ed me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. School's over -.- Blogger screw me! No pictures till a later day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Pizza Hut. We took a gazillion hours (HALF AN HOUR ACTUALLY) to decide where to settle down and have a peaceful meal. Everywhere, up and down the escalators and got everyone damn fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we eventually settled down with the fact that, we're lowly-paid students. So pizzas please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shin successfully found her new crush, with a very cool red tie hanging around his neck. No Tom, unfortunately. ( HAHA SHIN I KNOW YOU'RE ANGRY ALR). I'm kidding actually. If I told Tom this he will fume.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because Miss Loy mentioned that he was cute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desserts at Scoopz. Ice cream eh. My vanilla mint with choco and M&amp;amp;Ms is the besttt. (FYI, I was the one who gave this perfect idea of adding M&amp;amp;Ms) Cheers for the smartass! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shut up Sheena).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, my birthday is. TOMORROW. Whoo! &lt;3 Thank you Nicole for the DIY cake. Really nice and all. I like it alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum bought a Orange Yoga mat for me! (LOVE LOVE LOVE). And she rented the BangBangTang and HeiSheHuiMeiMei's show. What, HeiTang Marchiats. Not sure. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-8877968248884821317?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8877968248884821317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=8877968248884821317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8877968248884821317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8877968248884821317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogger-screwdriver-ed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-3883568252806893811</id><published>2007-10-24T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T01:10:23.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I cant believe you suspected me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha my youtube loads like urine. LOL, love you computer (Although you're a stupid Dell Laptop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rewatching Romantic Princess. Cant lose to Xinyi! :D Anw, lunched with her and Deborah today (: We bought the materials at Popular and proceeded to TS to see the new dramas on the shelves. Why? Because I kept bothering them with the fact that I need new shows to watch, than alot of them I watched alrd. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! Load finish alr. See like urine righttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-3883568252806893811?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/3883568252806893811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=3883568252806893811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/3883568252806893811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/3883568252806893811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cant-believe-you-suspected-me-haha-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-296638949312112812</id><published>2007-10-23T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T03:44:39.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To weiyun aiai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love aiai alot. I miss her alot. Omg I love you weiyun (: I havent seen you in a gazillion years ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-296638949312112812?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/296638949312112812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=296638949312112812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/296638949312112812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/296638949312112812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-weiyun-aiai-i-love-aiai-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-499118963965250290</id><published>2007-10-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:58:53.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The DJ keeps spinning the card,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's record for bathing : 15 minutes. Cool ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg I'm so freaking high right now for my ever-outstanding record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone's saying that, "Sheena you're going to bathe last" OR "Sheena, you're a freak. You bathe like an hour?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow who I actually think are freaks? &lt;em&gt;Those that bathe in 5 minutes&lt;/em&gt;. Is it even a bloody bath, like plain shower without soap or shampoo. Miraculous. I can never do that, like no way. D: Bathing is to pamper your body for working the entire day. What a stupid quote but still. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lollipop +  Craze Hottis + 1 cookie + 1 Kinder Bueno = Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOOOOLIO. My maid was fuming due to the people upstairs dripping their wet laundry on ours. Cause? They dont even know how to squeeze it dry. Effect? Our almost-wet-free laundry getting soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to complain back to them but my maid was too afraid so we dint LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-499118963965250290?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/499118963965250290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=499118963965250290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/499118963965250290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/499118963965250290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/dj-keeps-spinning-card-todays-record.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-4657780264994487160</id><published>2007-10-22T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:38:04.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And the record keeps playin' the same old song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I bathed like 25 min today only! So cool right, usually it takes around 45min to an hour. I need to practise to bathe faster. Otherwise, when there's class chalet I will take my own sweet time. Than in the end everyone tells me to bathe last. Rawrr. 20 minutes is a big improvement! :) But I feel so weird. Maybe I should bathe again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Short update. Why? Romantic Princess is on air! Yay, it's loading alrd. Episode Six, I'm coming. -.- (OH MY GOD SHEENA YOU'RE A MANIAC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please do not disturb me at work (On Computer actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye sweethearts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-4657780264994487160?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4657780264994487160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=4657780264994487160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4657780264994487160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4657780264994487160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-record-keeps-playin-same-old-song-1.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-7568304144738696919</id><published>2007-10-20T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T07:44:16.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RxoNoBKhbWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/V6wGKUyjTj0/s1600-h/22082007786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123422507245858146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RxoNoBKhbWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/V6wGKUyjTj0/s320/22082007786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See I'm so nice I uploaded her picture just after I've came back from my Yoga lesson. Tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay some plain wordings but still. Seee she smiled at my camera! Okay wrong, with Charmaine but apparently it isnt her birthday so, your face is invisible. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my brother's birthday too but I'm freaking lazy to connect my damn phone to the server and upload his black(TANNED) face on my blog (And see it everytime I'm online).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dint go to DesireeLokeSauMun's party like, abcdefghijklnopqrs-orry! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to get my brother his presents. Some billabong slingbag, waterbottle. (He wanted flip-flops but yeah. Not suitable.) I got, shorts, a Nalgene bottle, jeans from Vivo. Lunched at some weird market-y restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place looks like some supermarket and you have to go forward and decide what you want and they cook it on the spot for you. Than you cash in using a cashcard they give you which every customer has. When you finish your meal, than the collect the prices and (TADAH) bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had (ALOT), Sausages, Mash Potaoes, Snapple, Mushroom Soup, Calamari Fresh, Ham-And-Cheese Pizza, Choco Fudge Cake and Granny's Banana Cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Sausages are like, 6.80 for one. Which is killer, because you cant even fill your tummy with a sickening, long-like but delicious sausage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva's quiz, which she took from a stranger which I now, took from her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type the first thing that comes into your mind you see these 35 letters (don't spend time thinking - just your gut reaction please).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cigarette: My father. And my brother just threw his cigars away last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Power rangers: Kids Central. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Marijuana: Justina and Li Juan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Shit: A word, a piece of waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Crack: A sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Love: At first sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. War: What's his name? That, (ehrm) Hitler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Car: My dad's car! Some freaking lady came and accidentally scratched his but out car retaliated by scratching of the word "Odessey" (SPELLING?!) from the side. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Football: My brother kicking it at my ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Halloween: Pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Bon Jovi: Bon Voyage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Religion: Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. My space: The WindowsLive thingamabob ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Worst fear: Ghosts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Marriage: Hell no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Fashion: Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Brunettes: brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19: Work: Homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20: Past time: Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21: One night stands: Damn whore-y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22: Pet peeve: OMG so sad the pet is pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Pixie Stix: Fairy wand? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Vanilla ice cream: Fat :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25: High school: Efron and Vanessa and Ashley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26: Pyjamas: Clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Wood: Furniture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Surfing: Sea? Server?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Pictures: Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next victims:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Xinyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Aizhen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Desiree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Charmaine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Thenghui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-7568304144738696919?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/7568304144738696919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=7568304144738696919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/7568304144738696919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/7568304144738696919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-some-plain-wordings-but-still.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/RxoNoBKhbWI/AAAAAAAAAQA/V6wGKUyjTj0/s72-c/22082007786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209896869780787895.post-1950919190553668443</id><published>2007-10-19T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T06:11:14.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Came without a warning so I had to shoot him dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay hello! :)  I finished the five episodes of Romantic Princess like, finally (Thankyou). I stalked the laptop carrying it everywhere for 9 hours and done. And now I'm bored, went to see the first few minutes of Coffee Prince Shop but (hell sorry Sheh-Hoon) I'm not that interested. So I'm waiting for freaking Monday to come so i can watch Episode 6. My cousin was snatching the laptop with me. BAHHHHHHH, go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have introduced the show to her. But it was so nice I almost cried, HAHA. I think I cried for Episode 3 (&lt;em&gt;sososo&lt;/em&gt; nice). Haha I'm like some freak, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Desiree loves me 1000000000000000000000000 times. Coooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think school is getting like a serious bore. I think I'm just going to drop asleep soon enough, I'm so tired and I'm deprived of sleep because' I have to literally drag my body down from bed to go get dressed for school (which is like, &lt;strong&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvxyz&lt;/strong&gt;-ztupid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards, hand-games, cards and recess, more cards, more hand games and sleep. :) I love sleeping but the table is so not comfy. I need my nice cool lovely bed that is soft and nice. My bolster, my pillow, my blanket and my air-conditioned room. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Desiree's birthday tmr (HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY LOVE &lt;3).&lt;br /&gt;It's Bryan's (my brother) birthday tmr too. ( I know you like the comic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeeeeeeet, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-1950919190553668443?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/1950919190553668443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=1950919190553668443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/1950919190553668443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/1950919190553668443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/came-without-warning-so-i-had-to-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-8545266223295781548</id><published>2007-10-18T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T05:00:08.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I'm highhhhh cause' I can finally beat an excuse back at my mum that I scored A1 for Math. Whooooo. Like, finally. Now I can get something, but I suddenly realised I dint know what I actually want -.- Okay maybe one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just for my mum to stop the nags.&lt;/em&gt; Like it will ever end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, everyone's asking me to watch the Romantic Princess show so yeah. I'm catching it on Youtube now so a short post LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-8545266223295781548?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/8545266223295781548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=8545266223295781548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8545266223295781548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/8545266223295781548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/hes-reason-for-teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-6253884181348339088</id><published>2007-10-17T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:18:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying to read between the lines,</title><content type='html'>Everyone should be proud that I updated today cause' I dint want to update but since I'm so bored. I shall than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT XINYI FOUND OUT THAT I'M BUYING GUIDE'S COOKIES. Now I have to trade for one cookie. I figured alot of people would buy the cookies, since they all told me they're nice. Turned out that I was the only one hyper enough to purchase from LEESIHUI. Wrong thinking. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was like, Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz (!) today. Games again, results. Science, English, Chinese. My Chinese is horrible, terrible, chicken little (Ooh, rhymes -.-). Like Chicken &lt;em&gt;pokpokpok &lt;/em&gt;so lousy. I mean, not that chicken pokpok is lousy, but MY CHINESE IS SICKENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how chicken pokpokpok all the way irritates people. Just like, yknow. Which gave my mum a great,(superbbb!) excuse to lecture me with her long, &lt;em&gt;boringggg&lt;/em&gt; talks all over from the &lt;s&gt;battery hen&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;scratch&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;the farmyard&lt;/s&gt;. Like she's some Famous (Amos!) lecturer. I'm so random recently, but not to the extend of Eva. Whatever Kowloon at HongKong thingamabob. Super (super) random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm being a crazy freak right now. Cause' I enjoy eating fattybombom chickens, instead of their ever-so-____ (Find a word for me, please) burgers from KFC. As stated by Miss How Xinyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Okay I just cancelled out a whole entire chunk of details about school-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not worth the history value. So you cant read it anymore, HAWHAW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-6253884181348339088?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6253884181348339088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=6253884181348339088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6253884181348339088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6253884181348339088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-trying-to-read-between-lines.html' title='I&apos;m trying to read between the lines,'/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-1089276746101143847</id><published>2007-10-16T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T03:10:10.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sucking, a lollipop. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca,cola. My favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today is like, super difficult to survive (Well, for me). When some stares shoot arrows across the rooms. All else, everything was cute. We played. We played. And we played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Oh my god did I mentioned hamsters creep me out). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like freaking screaming every single time someone puts it near me &lt;em&gt;(Yes Belinda, you.)&lt;/em&gt; Hey sorry but I know I made some people deaf. But you cant possibly expect me to like smth I dont. My decisions are hard to change y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not exactly a hard person to please if I love you to death as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class Chalet. &lt;/strong&gt;Stupid, make me so pissed cause' of it =/ My poor Xinyi, HAHA. Hey, I also poor thing okay. And Desiree. And Charx. Okay, Deborah and Shin ( I think), ordering 6 bottles of 1.5l drink. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I brought my cookies to sch and I at one and a half of the 3 cookies. Josephine ate alot, HAHA. I shall bake more, someone commented and said that I should do smth more productive eh? -Nudges Desiree-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained home with Thenghui and Amanda. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-1089276746101143847?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/1089276746101143847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=1089276746101143847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/1089276746101143847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/1089276746101143847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-sucking-lollipop.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-4616942992044492696</id><published>2007-10-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:57:39.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yayyyyyyyye Rui En's show is showing. Last epi. today, whoolalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You had better catch it, or else I will, I will, I will, will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what I'd do either. So just watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Xinyi changed her url. I NEED TO TELL THE WHOLE WORLD SO YEAH. Listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singmeastory.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.singmeastory.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so angry cause I dint realise smth until just. God, &lt;em&gt;get a life&lt;/em&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to tutor my brother 5 hours today and I'd tell you how boringggggg it actually can be when my brother is not such a &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; person to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are out tmrrrr, I'm like freakin' scared off. They are marked and everything alrd so fate is in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results. I want good results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-4616942992044492696?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4616942992044492696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=4616942992044492696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4616942992044492696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4616942992044492696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/yayyyyyyyye-rui-ens-show-is-showing.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-2928320523152942718</id><published>2007-10-14T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T07:56:07.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAYE I'M HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Botanical Gardens for godknowswhatreason today for pinic? My family arranged everything so I just needed to follow suit. After running, walking, scooting, falling, rolling, beating, jumping, etc. &lt;strong&gt;I'm so tired. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I fell to the grass today while running. I was running unglamorously and pooof. My flip-flops decided to fool with me and suddenly flipped, i turned and fell on my butt before rolling around, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah yes, my butt hurts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I had dinner at Raffles. I ate, Spaghetti, Hokkien Noodles, Prawns, Fries, Fruits, Ice water, Fried Fish and Apple Crumble with Ice Cream for dessert. It's finger lickin' good man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I headed home with my filled stomach and y'd call that binging. And my leg sort of did a twisting thing and I scored a blister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah yes, it hurts. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm typing and I'm gorging myself with plain water. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah yes, my throat is hurting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the tummy ache is gone :D I'm glad it is really. Running to toilets isnt smth fun to do yknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmr I got to babysit my brother for home-made tution. MATH AND SCIENCE. Yay me. Credited to Mummy Lovely, I rather go to work with her instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-2928320523152942718?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/2928320523152942718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=2928320523152942718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/2928320523152942718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/2928320523152942718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/yaye-im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-5400276540104471968</id><published>2007-10-13T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T08:51:43.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beauty sleep awaits me, but I guess one more post wouldnt harm much yeah. I'm so tired out recently, my post would not actually end long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. OMG I NEED TO REPEAT THAT THE JACLYN (sp?!) IS FANTABULOUSY GORGEOUS, STUNNING. Mesmerizing, woooh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My tummy ache has yet subsided, and I've been running to toilets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I feel like slapping people. HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm taking naps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm still sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bye. My bed says it's missing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-5400276540104471968?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/5400276540104471968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=5400276540104471968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/5400276540104471968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/5400276540104471968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-2107904581743233703</id><published>2007-10-13T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T08:03:34.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Youngster Maniac No. 1 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated by Rachel as No. 2. HAHAHHA. She wanted me to post this and she's waiting. I know. We were supposed to go high together and suddenly this popped out of nowhere. Wooh Sister, I'm editing this. HOORAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS YOUNGSTER MANIAC NO. 2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When someone said count your blessings now, says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA I FINALLY GOT IT MAN&lt;br /&gt;- # rachel ♥ #_______crown,mickey,bow lover. &lt;3______#&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh got it&lt;br /&gt;- When someone said count your blessings now, says:&lt;br /&gt;LAO REN CHI DAI&lt;br /&gt;- # rachel ♥ #_______crown,mickey,bow lover. &lt;3______#&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are shao nu chi dai&lt;br /&gt;- When someone said count your blessings now, says:&lt;br /&gt;YES. Youngster Maniacs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND RACHEL WANTS ME TO TELL YOU WE'RE RECRUITING. HAHA. Although she told me not to say it's her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's coming back on 1st December. Please meet her at Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz Shopping Centre at Level 0 #01-23. Time? 1234567890 hours after that day has struck. See you there sweethearts, miss you. Till than, have a nice day and hope you find that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'M KIDDIN'. BIG TIME. Please do not really do this, although you guys wouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY. This is quick. Fast. Super. THE END. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-2107904581743233703?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/2107904581743233703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=2107904581743233703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/2107904581743233703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/2107904581743233703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/youngster-maniac-no.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-4158836772489331826</id><published>2007-10-12T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T06:23:42.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(As in physically, not emotionally. Where were you thinking man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a mild flu. ):&lt;br /&gt;2. I have an ulcer. ):&lt;br /&gt;3. I feel like I'm heating up man ):&lt;br /&gt;4. I have no appetite. :)&lt;br /&gt;5. I feel sleepy ):&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm worn out. ):&lt;br /&gt;7. God, and a tummy ache D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this six points I'm gathered, only number 4 makes me happy. :D Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nicole dint get our presentttt.&lt;/span&gt; -faints- HAHA kiddin'. Just find it back, hopefully. I'm so hopeful! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I'M SO EMBARRASSED. I NAMED COLD ROCK AS ROCK CAFE. Pretty much dumb :( And Eva told me yeah. I changed it alrd okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since Desiree is so nice today. Y'know she took thr train home today cause she loves me very much. (HAHA -winks-) I shall reward her by helping her get more presents. You, yes you. Y'know her birthday is coming right, you dont? Now I told you so you should. It's on the 20th Oct and she wants a memory card. If you are stingy, buy her 238MB. (I think?) If you are so generous, buy her 1GB ( I think 2 GB wont matter as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm really sorry Xinyi. I think you were trying to tell me smth. But it was so messy and I dint know where you were so I still havent heard what you want to tell me. Love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA RACHEL I FEEL LIKE BASHING PEOPLE TOO :D Cause today I'm sad and angry :( Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. My dad wants me to eat bread for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My maid scolded me cause I told her I ate sandwich for recess, nuggets and cookies for lunch D'''':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-4158836772489331826?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/4158836772489331826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=4158836772489331826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4158836772489331826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/4158836772489331826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-think-im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-7310421881393595743</id><published>2007-10-10T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T06:18:28.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absolutely going to be a very much random post. ( So dont read on if you dont want to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I baked today. And I'm proud of it, only I dint bake for myself. No cookies for Sheena, she's growing wrongly. It should increase in height, not width. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to go ColdRock. Yes I do. I think it's cool, after I saw the HDB &lt;em&gt;taitai &lt;/em&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I dint fall asleep today. Miraculous, cause I sleep like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I rented CDs to watch, only they wont as interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm bored being stuck at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-7310421881393595743?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/7310421881393595743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=7310421881393595743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/7310421881393595743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/7310421881393595743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/random.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</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-8209896869780787895.post-6403127240665940210</id><published>2007-10-09T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T06:43:22.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello sweethearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a one-stop-no-rest shopping day. My legs are swelling, &lt;em&gt;okay exaggerating.&lt;/em&gt; But they hurt alrightie. And guess what big news I'm bringing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I spent a hundred bucks today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Which therefore brings you the pathetic fact that I'm bankrupt okay. Literally, and I'm still being confined within an egg, and yes Thenghui I share the similar fate as you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, Eva, Xinyi and I. From Queenstown to Cityhall to Bugis. Coolio, &lt;s&gt;we flew everywhere.&lt;/s&gt; From FBTs to lunch to presentssss to pampers to &lt;em&gt;ARCADE &lt;/em&gt;to books to MosBurger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, we got FBTs and trained to Cityhall. Lunched at Out-of-the-pan, introduced by Sheena :) And hey, guess what. Miss How and Miss Yang dint like Caeser Salads, which turned out to be the natural opposite of me. I LOVE SALADS, GOSH. Yeah, and we ordered erh, Cool Banana. Zomg, reminds me of Desiree and her Jumping Bananas. It is nice to savour anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People, this two lovely dishes cost 30 bucks. Which happens to actually fill our tummys for a few hours. Haha, I ate&lt;em&gt; alot &lt;/em&gt;of the salad. Mainly cause the two womans dint want it, but they did eat some luh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Than we went to Billabong Roxy to Billabong to Roxy to Asseserize ( Sp?!). And we finally got, 5,6 presents. I'm not kiddin' people, my legs were tiring me out, like mad. After that, we went to Bugis. Initially, Eva opted for neoprints. Turned out they closed down afterall, so we shopped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Eva was superbly funnayyye. &lt;/em&gt;Over Little Miss' shirts, right Eva? -winks- Hahahha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And than at the fountains,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119324704718548290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/Rwt-shKhbUI/AAAAAAAAALc/mU1DQMS80SE/s320/091020071180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Caucasian. I said that many of them would play this and yes. Zomg, I dint realise it was almost aiming at the wrong place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119325598071745874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/Rwt_ghKhbVI/AAAAAAAAALk/sEQ9JW1b9GU/s320/091020071178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Featuring Eva, Sheena and Xinyi. &lt;em&gt;Zomggg look at my fat legs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seeeee, we were carrying bags. And that was only abit. My bag came home fat and puffy in which I left home flatt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hahahha, chickenpox anw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mum says that when you have Chickenpox, you cant :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Look at the mirror repeatedly &lt;em&gt;(Awhhhhh, I'm alrd doing it cause of a pimple). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Dont repeatedly complain that, " Awhh, I have chickenpox.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. The most important detail of every woman, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never scratch them, burst them, squeeze them like pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They disfigure you, straight off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, I can be Suggestions Sheena. Awesome, because if you do, you're pox will increase. Seriously, experience from my mother. Dont ask me why, Idk either. I'm freaking out. &lt;em&gt;CHICKENPOXXXXX!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8209896869780787895-6403127240665940210?l=xglitter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/feeds/6403127240665940210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209896869780787895&amp;postID=6403127240665940210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6403127240665940210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209896869780787895/posts/default/6403127240665940210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xglitter.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-sweethearts-today-was-one-stop-no.html' title=''/><author><name>sheena!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05297777022601509967</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thOLU7th2SI/Rwt-shKhbUI/AAAAAAAAALc/mU1DQMS80SE/s72-c/091020071180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
