<?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-27820793</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:09:16.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P OISONED'</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27820793.post-115868355456647587</id><published>2006-09-20T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T00:32:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lovehly day with ping !</title><content type='html'>today finally able to mit up with my precious ping! was v happy la. was supposed to met at raffles for shopping but met at bugis instead. n as usual i was late, fuck me though, went to tok alot of craps n shop the whole of bugis street. went to bought shiseldo's stuff. took neo prints as usual. n i really love talking to her. simply makes me stop hiding anything frm her. n i hope she'll b able to clear her vision soon! love ya sis (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i'm back to online searching desperately for yueqin that mother fucker n i tink she's aslp. gonna complain to her abt tt flirt- but fail girl . she's a fucker la knn still tot she 'll change. so gd to let bf kip hug n touch u. so gd to sit on bf's lap infrnt of every1 meh. wow, porn star lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabu eh fuck u for hurting her once agn.&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115868355456647587?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115868355456647587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115868355456647587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115868355456647587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115868355456647587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/09/lovehly-day-with-ping.html' title='a lovehly day with ping !'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115772893760522920</id><published>2006-09-08T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:22:17.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair-ness.</title><content type='html'>life is unfair. everything gets unfair to you. even your loved ones, the ones that u trusted so much. it's a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Life won't be long " - Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt; " Do you really understand me?" - Aylyn.&lt;br /&gt;" You didn't give me the chance.&lt;br /&gt;   =)" - Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;" anithing sms me. " - Melvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have your no anymore. though u're alr my past, but just wanna say that u're the guy i really treated seriously.thanks for everything that you've done for me.thanks for consoling me now even i'm nth to u now. Thanks for allowing me to pour every nonsense n sadness to you. I wish you all the best n i really hope you'll be happy. careful in riding next time. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though he won't b able to see these, but these is wad i really wanted to say. but, actions speaks louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isit long. Everything goes unfairly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115772893760522920?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115772893760522920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115772893760522920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115772893760522920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115772893760522920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/09/unfair-ness.html' title='Unfair-ness.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115319896831710422</id><published>2006-07-18T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:02:48.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bernice day,</title><content type='html'>today was really a sad day ahah! was suppose to go sch okay.receive a msg while i was in bus frm bernice.she asked me whether i was gg to sch. zai zai her pattern she was trying to hint me not to come to sch. in e end met up with her at sch bus stop n saw yongkeat n frens. in e end we both influence them not to go sch but they decided to b late. we all decided to go s11 for brkfast.but &lt;strong&gt;fuck, &lt;/strong&gt;that mother fucker serene aw stopped us as she spotted us! that cbk. but me n bernice managed to gave an sick excuse n proceed on to eat our minced meat noodles. slack ard at serangoon n decided to go to her hse. watched a scary horrow cum arousing movie n joan joined us ltr. n nw we're watching another show while i'mm the clerk typing my diary out. heh! in love with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115319896831710422?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115319896831710422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115319896831710422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115319896831710422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115319896831710422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/07/bernice-day.html' title='bernice day,'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115290361446601401</id><published>2006-07-15T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T03:00:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well okay i noe it's not ur fault. i noe u didn't go between them i noe u didn't seduce him at least when they r tgt. n u're quite lucky that u're not that cheebye or i make sure u don't even noe who u r when u face the mirror. though it's not wrng liking some1 but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;y so fast?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; zx, u call tell me that u scared she'll b sad. u can tell me that u still mind abt her feelings n thoughts. u're afraid that when u go out with that bitch u're always afraid  that u'll c her that's y u tink twice. i'm really happy that at least, though ur feelings no longer there at least u showed that u still thoughtful. but.. y that fast? u noe her love was u was ture. all along with u she nvr even tink twice or try to b funny behind u. she has the looks has the brains she's not a bimbo. no matter hw many guys tried to get closer to her she noe she has 2 b responsible to u. y all the quarrells in the later part when actually ur feelings has alr fade ?! u're making me hate u even more. at first i still can understand. but i did't expect that everything'll b that first. n guess what?! that bitch is my sis sis's gd fren. wtf?! y?! y has it to b connected?! shes innocent. her love was u to true. she love u too much. so much so that she don't noe hw to show that she love you. but u don't noe. at home she can b crying her hear out. but who noes when she cry?! though sumtimes it's really sumtimes that she'll tell me shw she feels. but can u imagine instead of sending me smes that hw sad she is or telling me online she can send to me a long friendster msg telling me hw bad she feels. u noe that kinda feeling it's worst than takin a knife n stabing ur heart. u really can feel that pysical hurt!  always whenever she tells me how sad she feels hw she always tell me she'll get on forget abt him all those. those sentence none i can believe. cos i noe she's still clinging she's still hoping fr that days to return although she dosent admit. i noe it.. that makes me feel worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ping, do u noe that alwayys when i c ur those msg telling me hw sad u're are i all e way lun. i nvr make any noise neither did i go say that bitch or him. i noe u don't like it. i noe u'll feel more ad if i did that. but y if i wished i hoped u nvr tell me abt hw u feel. it really makes my heart ache. i don't noe y whenever u tell me thesee i really can feel that heart pain inside me. though we seldom mit up anymore recently or seldom tok or smsed but whenever u tell me these problems my mood really change. aft reading that bitch's blog aft what my fren has telled me abt hw they get tgt, or aft noeing that u noe everything i feel even worst. i rather b that cbk to let u hate fr not telin u the thingst i've known earlier than to tell u evrything to c u sad grieve cry worried! i hate myself fr not letting u feel better. i'm such a failure as a sis..... i really don't noe at this pnt of time what to say n what to console to u.. whenevr ur tears fall they just tell me hw impt u r to me... really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115290361446601401?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115290361446601401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115290361446601401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115290361446601401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115290361446601401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-okay-i-noe-its-not-ur-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115254720026814056</id><published>2006-07-10T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:00:00.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bdae!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hah-hahhahahha-haha!&lt;/strong&gt; yay! i'm sooo happy in another few mins time it'll my 17th bdae!!hubby is so sweet can.today i was sooo worried tt he won't b able to tk leave.was praying e whole day.in e end it was successful! he came to my hse n called me dwn to buy cake for me so sweet of him i love u boy. therefore went beadtalk to buy mango n cheese cake looks superb! he's sleeping like a fatty pig n i'm gonna wakie him up soon! haven't been updating much just gonna summarise everything ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday went to town with hubby n bought anna sui's liquid eyeliner. me &amp;hubby had a bet over cao ge's gua mu xiang kan e tittle of his song. but hubby insisted tt it was " hua " mu xiang kan. pls he's stupid can. got learn chinese de ppl also noe is gua mu xiang kan. so i bet on that anna sui's eyeliner while he bet to eat in a restaurant. in e end i won! but wasn't so cek ark paid ard 10% of e total cost. n the anna sui lady was fucking fuck beautiful can. really is a dolly girl look. @ paragon oh. aftn which went swensen to eat with mama 4th aunty hubby &amp;amp;me. e bbq n i tink was lobster's pasta was delicious! n e earthquake was really nice too. but e bill was nicer =( lol..&lt;br /&gt;tis mnth had alr eaten 2 times of swensen's meal. once w hubby @ marina square to just celebrate out of nth, another 1 is to commemerate my mom's &amp;my bdae!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any there's so many things i wanna buy.. when's that fukcing cheque gg to come ccb ^^&lt;br /&gt;anyway i hope those friendship problem can b solved soon.hw much can some1 hate another person. the energy n time wasted. it'll make some1 age more zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoon gek cheng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nin na ma eh. limbeh sibeh xiang nian ni ahhhhh. arlaaaaaa. i tink u're with e cheena pandi don't noe act 1 chinese fluent. go b mao zedong's daughter laaaa. i've so many things to tell u can sooo many many many many! i want u to hear me out hear me shout hear me complain hear me laugh hear me cry!!!!!!!!!!! n in 5 mins time it's gonna be my bdae. n wtf, pls do come back soon. u still owe me ur listening ear, your presence ur body n not forgetting... MY PRESENT! HAHAHHAHAHAHHHHH. i love u sis! sis! sis! sis! sis! sis! sis!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115254720026814056?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115254720026814056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115254720026814056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115254720026814056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115254720026814056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/07/bdae.html' title='bdae!'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115160416290795048</id><published>2006-06-30T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T02:02:44.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an unforgetable fday with gek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was maybe or probably the last day of that incident... we talked to her for the last time.clarifying n asking all the dubious things we heard frm ppl n the things we felt. but when i tink back again, was there really a nid to tok again when everything has been said earlier on. but i tink again, there were so much things we nid to ask, we nid to noe. but e outcome wasn't gd... sigh, we've just lost a close fren. my current gd frn's list. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;joan, gekcheng, stella &amp;ping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .but aft that tok i also noe what joan really think of friends. i'm disappointed with the words she say( probably only gekcheng will noe ). it's reallyy hard to catch up with some of them. some nid to acc bfs while some nid to study.&lt;strong&gt;or some can't b bothered at all&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway today finally got a chance to met up with my precious! was gosipping in e bus n saw a long neck giraffe. ahh! saw many many nice nice clothings in far east not actually nice la, but couldn't find 1 which can make me fall in love with. so went to buy joanna's bdae pressie. the bag was fucking gorgeous i wanna die. i tink i'll buy in when my cheque comes!!! aimed on alot of clothes but decided to go bugis n c first.aft tt went long john n saw that singapore idol thing i don't know what his name only gekcheng noes LOL. aft which i hurried her to m)phosis. tried on 1 supposingly to b nice bllouse but when its being worn with my sch skirt n my that without make up face, we laughed like both fucking idiots when the annnouncement announce that it 'll be closed in another 5 mins time. but i fall in love with 1 short pants with poka dots belt n that bag which me n gek saw! after which decided to proceed to swensen but in e end went cine to buy some eyelashes first. aimed on alot of clothes n bra!! hah! in the end went to swensen n we earned ourselves free ice-cream!!!!! if i haf make up la.. there'll b more la deh =( ya i trying to say imma chiobu leh why ^^ . whenn it was time's up for the last rain we went to proceed to the mrt untill.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks lah thanks. was toking to  gek till v happily until we missed the dhouby ghaut's stop. &lt;em&gt;thanks ah thanksssss.in e end went to city hall n waited like 2 pathetic lame dogs.&lt;/em&gt;called gek's papa but was abit tipsy. so went to amk n waited for the 136. eh i was really not prepared to spend my clothings $ on e cab can. it's so wasteful lor. but it was lucky 165 saved me.however the expenditure of cab fares was still inevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hihi sis! =D love you love you love you love you love you . i know u gonna read my blog always! but somehw i sense that u're the 1 who really can understand me &amp;e feelings whenever i open my mouth n complain to you. wrk harder for our r/s to grw stronger! we must or we won't haf anymore frens LOL!  love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy bdae joanna too! may all wishes come true. stay skinny =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somtimes i can't deny, i don't noe y im still standing strong when my world began to fall apart. what r friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115160416290795048?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115160416290795048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115160416290795048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115160416290795048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115160416290795048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/06/unforgetable-fday-with-gek.html' title='an unforgetable fday with gek.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115125308023979755</id><published>2006-06-26T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:31:20.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day.</title><content type='html'>things has started to turn better for me n her. but i'm sitll afriad. &lt;em&gt;that kinda phobia still hunting me.&lt;/em&gt; i'm afraid that feeling of giving up starts towhirl up my fucking brains. but hopefully....... hai. anyway today i woke up late with wanting! lol. we still planned to buy mac's brkfast on e bus _l_. today was a busy n last day! was quite sad to leave some of them like raadha, jenny, wanting, zhi wei barnabas n davin! they r all my nice nice colleagues i really enjoyed their presence! receive a tigger soft toy n some bookmark msg from some of them. these few weeks there has made me learnt a better experience n to noe diff kinda ppl do exists lol.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'll still b gg dwn disturbing them whenever i'm free. i do love them lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;FUCK. &lt;/strong&gt;tmr is sch reopen. i told myself that i'll study hard as n lvl is coming. i'll stay back for every lessons even though she's not ard. i used to skip lessons with her.but now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if she's there or gone, it dosen't fucking affect me a single bit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i nid serious motivation frm every1. i nid more stricter ctrl frm hubby =D bcos he's e only 1 that makes me mood go high up n my mood to go fucking str8 dwn. n now he's betting a small bet i itnnk i'm gg to scream at him soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to y'qin ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARLAHHHH. over over. i'm really v happy to c u coming over ytd. i'm really v touched n appreaciate it even if it's awhile only. i won't complain bcos the sincerity is there.i really hope things 'll go well for u n that he isin't the kinda person we thought he would. though we seldom mit but u're sitll always in my mind. u're up in my sis chart! don't really don't b a pcb n disappoint me like the rest. i'm still v dependent on u. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to aylyn n ervin's VARI NICE! lol. hey gayboy u mus study hard. we're gg for changi village session tmr! yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115125308023979755?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27820793.post-115125258571142232</id><published>2006-06-26T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:23:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work n still work .</title><content type='html'>these few days has been sloughing like a buffala in popular hah! anyway ytd took e same bus with wanting n find that both our situation was tgt! her fren betrayed her by having a r/s with her bf while miine is fren doing that to my gd fren ! gossip gossip gossip, swearing swearing swearing . such ppl shud die earlier. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;n for those who nvr repents, fuck off n die u despo for guys cheap shrew. can't blame maybe their pussy too itchy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; zzz. n i also learnt that actually love can b so sacrificing, so wei da . status dosen't prove anything. it the experience n feelings given that counts the most! while on my way home, received a call from my gek cheng. she wanted to come n find me! was more than happy enough. bcos it's really the 1st time she initiated ! was really v happy though. chatted at 198 coffee shop and managed to sit a mercs car back home ^^ LOL . was really tired n fall aslp aft bathing. i didn't even haf time to put a mask on my face! meow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115125258571142232?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115125258571142232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115125258571142232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115125258571142232'/><link rel='self' 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missed him badly! aft which went town with stella to shop n walk. went ard searching for that lancome mascara.found it at last n went to far east to find for a dress like dogs. at last both of us bought our fav dress in mind! anyway, tmr huby is coming out to find me. yay! yay! yay! love you lots fei bao bao ;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115099935253608371?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115099935253608371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115099935253608371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115099935253608371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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decided to slp rather than let my mind b so vulnerable. went to wrk n saw zhi wei! though he's a jiu hu bei but he's really v funny can. he can make me smile to wrk everyday without fail .today i was the only teenager wrking n FUCK i wore fucking ugly to wrk today can . due to the stupidness of my pultry's brain i boiutht levis' patte anne which is a bootcut -.- i wanna find somewhr who can tampered n shortened it but my mom's wrking plac tailor business has folded up alrdy! my 599 still haven't dry so i fold up my jeans to 3/4 but i aint sure if i look like a fucker walking n serving customers! anyway i today wrked as service counter! v happy cos i was happily chatting with zhiwei everything under the world. n i though him 3 new english wrds. they are, temporary, currently n wait a minute\ hold on please . n i was laughing like a fucker till superviser kaopeh zhiwei . anyway no matter what all of the supervisors r fucking bias n fake la cna . i don't understand why this world &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everybody starts BOOTLICKING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to gain credits .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n c'mon i fucking hate despise wish i could smash all of their faces n burn them alive.on e way back home i saw a angkong siao bball guy. that was when i find that my attire was really gone maybe too aunty leh walan eh my face don't noe put whr liao la. n inow im back home eating mango drinking milo listening to hubby's voice. damn it im starting to love him more n more n more n more n more n more more more more more more till it nvr stops .......    i was really very touched when hubby send me the msg when i told him everything . i thought he could'nt understand what i was gg through . cos when i usually tell him my friends problem he usually won't care much. but this time its diff . has everything change for the etter? i hope it'll . cos i don't want any quarrelled anymore. i love you n my love is purely love not fetish or indulgement .       ;)  hub hub for life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to me, i no longer have any friends who're trustworthy, who can play with me n craze about, who can make me smile whenever im angry, who can make me really grw mad with their attuide n actions, who can make my mood change bcos of their actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, i don't deny that im sad, angry frustrated more to given up on everything . the feeling kinda immune. maybe they, not they she, will tink in her own way as usual but to me all these dosen't matter anymore . &lt;em&gt;we all will nvr b the same again . let's face this fact.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who actually mean it when they say they'll b there for me always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who actually mean it when they say they love me they do appreaciate my everything .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who actually mean it when they thank me for coming dwn to console them if possible whenever they're being fucked aside by bfs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who actually mean that they regarded me as i was their sister right from the beginning .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who really mean it when their fucking mouths call me sister n deep in their heart they meant all their words to the fulllest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Hate You, As Much as I Hate Her . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't blame don't cry don't grudge. none of u have that kinda fucking rights . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115047313457272286?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115047313457272286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115047313457272286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115047313457272286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115047313457272286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-was-fuckin-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-115039125188411968</id><published>2006-06-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:07:31.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;i feel so disappointed in everything in everybody. yes i hate i really hate the both of them to the core. y must they make things to such state that even a 5 yr friendship can b broken. i don't understand. here i m trying to let her c things more clearly, trying to ask her to keep safe frm every danger but she just don't seems to understand. since she can rather believe her than me i don't seems to explain anything. today i lost 2 of my friends. from today onwards everything'll nvr b the same... that kidna feeling i don't wish to think don't wish to expect don't wish to go through alone. im dependent as much as u all do. just let me fade away.................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-115039125188411968?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/115039125188411968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=115039125188411968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115039125188411968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/115039125188411968'/><link rel='alternate' 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bernice joan n justin. ate brkfast n went to our lao di fang to slack . were chatting happily about our boyfriends. sigh, huby can u pls b more understanding n friendly to others? the 3 of us r motor siao now hor siao siao lol.. the 3 couples ought to go out n stick tgt close! but me n hubby stay too far apart frm the rest of the couples. but its okay . it's the heart that counts la can _l_. aft which bernice suggested gg joo seng for ktv sessions. she could read my mind i wanted to sing at that moment! we receieved information that it will open my 11am but to our amusement it opened at 1pm! so we slacked uotside the cc drinking driks n chatting non- stop.we were lucky that the drink stall uncle went over to hlped us open it earlier. therefore we managed to get the same old room we always visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n gosh, as usual , as expected we were fucking fucking ucking noisy. we ewre singing like crazy fellow. on rnb oldies english songs n were dancing like crazy. even jay chou's song we could make a joke out of it. suddenly tt kinda sec1 -3 when all of us haven't changed tht mind suddenly came back. the feel is still though no matter how much we've drited, changed or quarrelled. i believe the threesome of us can b strong if we want to. nobody can come between us! yay! im looking forward to our zoo outing with our threesome bf n us! family outing heh &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114969717995809456?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114969717995809456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114969717995809456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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tis weekend was really a sian weekend. fri was dwn with fever till saturday. saturday was probably the worst day of my life. i only noe hw to slp play com watch tv eat stone. tt's all. sunday was good. hubby came to fetch me 8+am. n as soon as the sun shown it's apperance, i woke up automatically. heh excited ma u all dunno de la.. ^^ aft dat went over to his hse dwnstair for brkfast. slept n proceed to lot 1 den to town. that was the only day for us to mit up for that wekk due to his duties n some reasons =\. anyway received a call frm joan n was really glad tt she's finally attached to a trustable guy ( i hope .) n anyway don't b silly fucker, all these r natural n let nature tks it's course! u noe wad i mean laaaa. _l_ 236 gg to haf a chalet soon. but every1 don't seems to b tt excited. wad's wrng with all? sigh. anyway im drinking mom's freshly brewed soup n waiting for ervin to call me. we're gg to interview @ popular lol.. eh don't laugh la don't. not bad okay tt job. me n ervin's gonna b popular's meis n dis! the sun so bright it's gg to squeeze my brains alive! anyway attention to all these 18th 'll b hafing another round of underage -.- partyyy. hoon gekcheng. pls join us la pls la. den u can c everything abt fucker's actions lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah misses misses missses misses.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;some songs to intro; one. pussycatdolls - stick with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;two. xxx - deng dai =\ i'll ask hubby abt his name today alrite. hang on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;three. jolin's new album- jia zuang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- ma de li bu si yi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- wu niang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;these are truely recommended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S I HATE THE IDEA OF MY CLOSE FRIENDS READING MY BLOG IN ORDER TO NOE WHAT'S GG ON WITH MY LIFE. IT SHOULD'NT B THIS WAY..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114949441403087041?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114949441403087041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114949441403087041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114949441403087041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114949441403087041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114906540743097553</id><published>2006-05-31T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:50:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;just woken up. n my thigh's de muscles is so hard n aching.. thanks la thanks. boring. didn't received a fucking call or sms from him. but it's okay. i haf frens. i wonder if 1 day i tell him str8 on his face, i won't die w/o you. i think i forever no nid to contact with him anymore alrdy. lol.. imma hungry wolf now. i've decided to cook porridge n the can sardines with some eggs. today is a no life day. tmr hafta go sch again. more no life. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KHO CHOO HONG JOAN ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i know perhaps u won't get the chance to read what i say due to ur internet connection -.- but i'm still here telling you to stay strong. now i hope u've finally understand everything ytd. i knw all of us as a friends telling you how we feel won't enlighten u much. but ytd shud haf brought u to more understanding. i seriously hope she'll changed. or maybe u can't blame much. it's her first time after all. i won't hlp ppl to find exucses n much more u noe me. anyway i really hope u'll really get over him. everybody hoped. n if she carries on lidat, everybody will hate her more.i hope she realize that kinda shit she is in now. alot of ppl cares for u with the right motive. i hope u can use ur eyes to see properly what's gg on. don't stop moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114906540743097553?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114906540743097553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114906540743097553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114906540743097553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114906540743097553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_31.html' title='.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114902949931119988</id><published>2006-05-31T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T06:51:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M SICK FRUSTRATED. I'M GG TO B A MANIAC SOON. WHATEVER IT IS, IT'S ALWAYS WRONG. FUCK EVERYTHING. THE WORD IS FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114902949931119988?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114902949931119988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114902949931119988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114902949931119988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114902949931119988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-sick-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114902934010785023</id><published>2006-05-31T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T06:49:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>boring. haven't been updating for a longggg time.just came back forom mos. it was fun but fucking stuffy and i've to gasp for oxygen, serious. b4 dat met up with joan to cine to collect our tickets. aft which met up with ervin. chatted awhile n sy nic n his fren came to joined us.we reached there ard 8+ n haf that don't know what fucking fashion event. 11 den start -.- make us like some pathetic dogs standing there. n my heels was fucking pain can. my leg almost bleed to death. saw sisi n erene! i was really v happy to saw them. when we saw each other we was hugging n screaming soo loudly till everybody copied us! -.- was damn paiseh can.seriously i miss those days back theree but i won't want to end up ther again of cos!aft which saw vincent !!!!!! he changed so much can really changed so much. what more is he can't eveen recognise me when he saw me =( sad la.aft which saw zhixian n had a minor chat with him regarding pingping. they both nid serious hlp. but at least he still cares abit. saw alex n grp too. aft which saw cheryl n tingying with his boy!and of cos not 2 4get my pingping n her fren! it was wasted though didn't got a chance to dance with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it was really v stuffy at the dancefloor i almost fainted due to the lack of oxygen. n we were so fucking thirsty till we had to steal some1's jug of coke =\ i tink the person shud b crying over his/ her missing coke. LOL. anyway, mos toilet was v special though. so highclass de gan jue.  we all dance like mad till my leck's suffering frm serious injuries. but somehow i felt that it wasn't really a day for us. quarrells happened as expected. left there @ 2+ bcos some wasn't in a gd mood. went to arthar to slack with joan wanhui sy, siew yue n me. aft which jason, johnson n frens went to joined us. nicholas called me n he was drunk can -.- i wonder whr he got his alchoholic drinks la. n wanhui quarrelled with her mom cos of siew yue n in e end they both left very reluctantly. wasn't any topics to say. me n jason was playing ard initially. aft which everything got more n more sianed. left at ard 5+ n joan was pissed. she really won't understand till she experience it her own. hai.. there's nth we can do or say to make her wakie though. n back home i quarrelled with mama. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i missed stella badly.we haven't been contacting with each other for weeks,. thanks to danny. thanks leiiii. n i really wished gekcheng was there to joined us for mos! as well as stella the seal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LEE GUOMING ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u fucking think that we caa't even stay stable w/o even quarrelling for 1 week it's v irritating den so be it. bcos whatever it is i'm always at fault. i always haf to change but not u. u can always kan me thrw me ur damn temper but whenever i do that to u in e end everything repeats again. i'm really SICK AND TIRED of quarrellings. n tired of u telling me that u can't tk it anymore, u wanna end n all those fav sentences of yours. if there's really a day again, den SO BE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114902934010785023?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114902934010785023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114902934010785023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114902934010785023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114902934010785023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_30.html' title='.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114853256428366479</id><published>2006-05-25T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:49:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sian. didn't want to upload de. it's so boring n lazy. i'm listening to the chinese quarrelling with the bangala. lol "fuck you nabei cheebye, indian mother fucker, punggol whr!" LOL. sian. i miss hubby badly. lucky he didnt stay at the forest for alot of days if not i'll die! today he said he'll b coming to find me aft he book out. i'm flying can. n cb my dm found out tt i was lying can. fucking cheebye eugene tt soot kia go soot pcb. nvm didnt went sch today. there was no blouse for me to wear!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ytd wanhui came to my hse. fuck i was bursting with anger at first. we were suppose to mit @ the bus stop @ aed 2.15. n she didn't noe whr to alight. so i wated like a dumbass at the bus stop for 1hr+ can u imagine. i tot she was at east coast or smth if she could'nt recognize the place. in e end when i'm complainin to joan i saw her alighting. LOL it was so embarrassin but first reaction was to shout cheebye u xxxxxxxx! n the bus everyobdy looked at me. but gosh i was worried can. aft tt i was shouting at her all the way home. n she told me abt mingdi stuffs. decided to buy lunch so we walked to rivervale mall n buy lotsa tidbits and one whole box of ice cream n lunch bubble teas. we kateh we gg for pinic r smth. bad to our hse we wanted to study.BUT WE CAN'T. we were gossiping abt mingdi n stuffs make jiao bins put make up. den i realize i really needa change my eyelash curler! lol anyway her eyes was pretty ytd can. that eyelashes lol. n den it comes again. quarrelled n her  nice eyes gone. can't mingdi treat her beter. anyway i really wished she'll no longer b with mingdi. though i noe it's really v hard. but it seems that nth 's gonna wrkup with them. n reallty it's time to wake up. she has alrdy fall so deeply. i dont wish her to falll even deeper. everybody needs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway i msg joan ytd. i felt that she's changed. no longer the girl i used to noe. i hope things'll b better. didnt' tok much to gekcheng ytd don't noe what she's doing. haven't been toking to pingping for a long time too! sogh =\  i need hlp seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114853256428366479?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114853256428366479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114853256428366479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114853256428366479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114853256428366479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/z_24.html' title='z'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114853254419497014</id><published>2006-05-25T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:49:04.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z</title><content type='html'>sian. didn't want to upload de. it's so boring n lazy. i'm listening to the chinese quarrelling with the bangala. lol "fuck you nabei cheebye, indian mother fucker, punggol whr!" LOL. sian. i miss hubby badly. lucky he didnt stay at the forest for alot of days if not i'll die! today he said he'll b coming to find me aft he book out. i'm flying can. n cb my dm found out tt i was lying can. fucking cheebye eugene tt soot kia go soot pcb. nvm didnt went sch today. there was no blouse for me to wear!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd wanhui came to my hse. fuck i was bursting with anger at first. we were suppose to mit @ the bus stop @ aed 2.15. n she didn't noe whr to alight. so i wated like a dumbass at the bus stop for 1hr+ can u imagine. i tot she was at east coast or smth if she could'nt recognize the place. in e end when i'm complainin to joan i saw her alighting. LOL it was so embarrassin but first reaction was to shout cheebye u xxxxxxxx! n the bus everyobdy looked at me. but gosh i was worried can. aft tt i was shouting at her all the way home. n she told me abt mingdi stuffs. decided to buy lunch so we walked to rivervale mall n buy lotsa tidbits and one whole box of ice cream n lunch bubble teas. we kateh we gg for pinic r smth. bad to our hse we wanted to study.BUT WE CAN'T. we were gossiping abt mingdi n stuffs make jiao bins put make up. den i realize i really needa change my eyelash curler! lol anyway her eyes was pretty ytd can. that eyelashes lol. n den it comes again. quarrelled n her  nice eyes gone. can't mingdi treat her beter. anyway i really wished she'll no longer b with mingdi. though i noe it's really v hard. but it seems that nth 's gonna wrkup with them. n reallty it's time to wake up. she has alrdy fall so deeply. i dont wish her to falll even deeper. everybody needs &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i msg joan ytd. i felt that she's changed. no longer the girl i used to noe. i hope things'll b better. didnt' tok much to gekcheng ytd don't noe what she's doing. haven't been toking to pingping for a long time too! sogh =\  i need hlp seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114853254419497014?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114853254419497014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114853254419497014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114853254419497014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114853254419497014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/z.html' title='z'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114830972578787509</id><published>2006-05-22T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:55:25.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anther sch day.</title><content type='html'>today was monday blues. was late for sch anyway FUCK. saw sean at the bus stop n alighted in e end that fucking 58 made us disappointed. when we reach sch outside there were quite a few late comers though. n to our surprise we saw brother eugene n yongkeat! lol. n damn joan was oso late though. so we decided that we're late le so later abit oso make no diff. so we proceeded to mac for brkfast. was toking cock there n saw some peicai ppl out there too lol. aft about 8+ walked over to sch n as usual feigned sick. successful appeal n took class photo. i think i look like fuck. it's always lidat. i always look like fuck w/o make up. n edward cna still tell me that he prefer girls ew/o make up. i shud b thankful hubby don't mind my w/o make up face though lol. anyway we're real excited abt the upcoming UNDERAGE -.- mos party though. we're gg to shake till our breasts drop can! lol. n i really hope hoon gek cheng can join us! pls junior let her enjoy can pls don't worry much about her. she gt me to protect her can lol! anyway it's nxt tuesday. pls tk note what to wear that day! joan, bernice, me, gekcheng, shoonping, wanhui, xiuyue and shuying! i wanna see tingying n minjuan ervin too ! pls pls let times flies can pls =D anyway it's really been a long time since i've last felt the feeling of a dancefloor. NABEI -.-&lt;br /&gt;babyboy u're still on my mind to feel my fantasies ~~~~~ i think all about you on the time to see you in my dreams ~~~~~ don't go reggae. go rnb'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114830972578787509?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114830972578787509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114830972578787509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114830972578787509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114830972578787509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/anther-sch-day.html' title='anther sch day.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114830907422961751</id><published>2006-05-22T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:44:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with lgm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P%20OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/320/P%20OISONED%27007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was ervin's bdae! happy bdae boy! sorry i could'nt dance with u to the beat @ rush. i really wanted to go but .. =( anyway boy, u're 16! u're being loved by lots! ;) sat hubby came ovr to my hse in the morning n bought for me mac. aww i was f toched can. when i was slping he touched my face n hugged me my god i almost teared to death alrite. went to suntec to shop. haven't been there for ages. went to eat japanese meal. it's real special anyway. haf u ever seen japanese set having goreng pisang _l_ lol. and the sushi was really cute can. bear face sushi. it looked like some fried fish but its actually sushi! v nice can. lol aft which went to find wanhui at her wrk place. she was fucking funny can. i relaly missed her accompanion though! her jokes with mingdi when i always hear her throwing at me i feel like throwing it back to mingdi. lol. aft which went back to woodlands to cllect things. the staircase was fucking dark can i wanna die. there wasn't any bubble tea nearby so hubby brought me ard to find some bubble tea. was fucking touched la he can b so sweet when he wants! :) went back to his hse and that's for the night. n i really missed him! with loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114830907422961751?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114830907422961751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114830907422961751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114830907422961751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114830907422961751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/outing-with-lgm.html' title='outing with lgm'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114830776542499087</id><published>2006-05-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:22:45.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that fatal night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;that night i really cried my hearts out. i thought it was the end. then it seems that everything was the end. i searchedscreamed n yearned for the past 3 months. and i thought fuck, nothiing has been done. fuck me. i fucks! anyway im sorry guoming. i really love you. and i can't lose you at any moment. ihope you caught that sentence n gasped it inside your soul.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114830776542499087?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114830776542499087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114830776542499087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114830776542499087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114830776542499087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/that-fatal-night.html' title='that fatal night.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114799374750956602</id><published>2006-05-19T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T07:09:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>was lazy to blog ytd. i didn't intend to go sch today therefore i'll b updating my blog today! anyway ytd was suppose to met gek and 236' jianyong. but in e end didn't mit gek. actually i was a bravery lion ytd. b a loner to tk mc ytd. 1st time in my fucking life. but bcos i was waiting for his call till i can tk off my pants and run. but it was gd the duration was short if not wanhui would haf screamed at the top of her voice. aft which went to interchange to mit wanhui. 1 of her big sized =\ fren stepped onto her myphosis slippers n the strap came off. gosh lol. in e end she used a don't noe wad brand of superglue to glue it back. and it stayed for the whole day! anyway her sch was at clementi. and she nagged at me for making her tk the 2hr bus journey. cb ask her tk train don't want. gei kiang. aft which we went to shop n tok cock with each other. she was so funny can! we went into seiyu n saw many many nice things like shiseldo anna sui guess bonia n such. $$ $$ mnaybe i go geylang gif ppl pia den i use the $ buy things tt i wan lor. lol.. bwe went mango n tried 1 sibeh sexy clothes it was nice can. but if let lgm sees it i tink tt's the end. we really searched hard for clothes to wear during the mos day. but.. still trying our best. the tickets so ex can 18 bucks walan eh zouk oso lidat mos oso lidat. too bad la we're underage -.- make us sound so kiddy can. lidat we can b members of kiddy palace. zzzzzz. really enjoyed my days with her. den till at nite. GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;again yes la again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;quarrelled with lgm la. n i was like a dog crying again. aft which went online n threw everything to xiaojohn. he poor thing la since today i was complaining to him. tink nxt time i go lot 1 i c him i can dig a hole n put my head inside alrdy.  anyway im sms-ing lgm now. i don't noe hw things would b. but i hope everything will b okay. i need to change my fucking attitude n temper. even xiaojohn say tt i'm fucking vulgar. but wtf it is used to express my feelings and thoughts at that time can! =( at nite quarrelled with joan too. mother fucker can't she just reply my msg n stop mia aft sending me 1 msg n dat's it. but everything is being cleared. just called her early in the morning but she didn't picked up. both of us slept at 2+ tis morning n we r expected to wakie by 6+ . tt's not gd for health. but moe nvr notice such important tips. wakie so early causes us to haf no interestes coming to sch. y can't they make sch start at ard11am or smth. we can go to mac for brkfast n den proceed to sch. would'nt life be better? AW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my mom. i really hate her. i miss my papa alot. anyway wad she has told me on dat day i won't forget. she has no fucking right to say that to me anyway. if i have the ability to move out i won't hesistate at all. maybe u guys will tink y i lidat. but if u understand more, u'll noe y i reacted lidat. thanks ah thanks for your fuck words. fan jian zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hoon gek cheng&lt;/strong&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi hoon cheng. i'm sorry i hurt you for not meeting u today. i really did'nt expect dat i will cause ur mood to b affected. aft explaining to you i still don't think i made ur night brighten ytd. anuway thanks for telling me hw i feel so dat i can change n not treat yoyu the same way again. as u shud noe what problem i'm facing now i really nid frens to b dere. now dat even frens are being broken up what more can i depend on. i noe u understand hw i feel always but all these isn't what i want. crying isn't a solution to solve all problems but still.. hai. but i'm really glad tt u treat me important? not say i feel u last time nvr care about me. just that i didn't expect so much frm you. anyway thanks for letting me noe tt u really cherished me. but i always do cherish n treasure u. maybe whenever u haf any problems i hope i'll at least b the 1st few to noe wad's happening. loves.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114799374750956602?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114799374750956602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114799374750956602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114799374750956602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114799374750956602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114787717869686743</id><published>2006-05-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:46:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y do guys hafta make girls tear?</title><content type='html'>today was a bad day. it was a teary day for me. i teared everywhere i went. and i looked f pathetic can. hai got back my mid year my eng deproved like fuck. was gd i past my chinese n receive some positive comments frm my bio teacher. my art i screwed it up. n tmr i'll b waitiing to kio more sai. went over to joan hse to pass her charger today. she was scary when i saw her. almost killed me with her face. eat lunch tgt n toked bout many stuffs. her feelings n her thoughts. i should'nt say e guy's a bastard. i shud say he jus treat her as she was dead. n all the msg that was sent to joan was not smth he wanted to send frm his bottom of his heart. maybe i tink too much, but tt's hw i felt. we should'nt blame the both of them too. love can't b forced. jus like any relationship &lt;strong&gt;including me n lgm.&lt;/strong&gt; as usual her mother screamed at her top of her voice and swearings started to occur. but i jus could'nt stop laughing. it's too cartoon can. being peniless is really a v sad thing. maybe i shud just find  rich husband n jus marry him off. but i can't =\. not much things to upload today. wasn't in a very stable mood. anyway, whenever you feel like crying, cry with ur face looking upwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today wanhui's bdae! cheers wanhui! it's your sweet 17 ;) wish you all the best in everything. and hope u'll wakie frm dat MINGDI soon. simply enjoy your accompanion! muacks =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some songs to recommend ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x - Boa - Everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;x-  Cao ge's - Shi Jie Yi Wo Wei Ni.&lt;br /&gt;x-  xx- Cao Hong Tian Tang.&lt;br /&gt;x-  Byul's- I Think I Love You. [ some korean drama's song OST for full house.]&lt;br /&gt;x-  Jolin's latest album - Li Ren Jie.&lt;br /&gt;                                         - Zhui Zhong Hua.&lt;br /&gt;x- Angela Zhang Shao Han's - Zhen De.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things that i really wanna have!&lt;br /&gt; mondo's lacy heels  lacy's tops  love and happiness  no more teary days  better attitude and temper to avoid quarrelling anymore ;(  super brown permed hair  longer eyelashes la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you've heart, u'll hlp mi pray these to god. be it Jesus, Buddha, Malay Or Indian Gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114787717869686743?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114787717869686743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114787717869686743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114787717869686743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114787717869686743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/y-do-guys-hafta-make-girls-tear.html' title='y do guys hafta make girls tear?'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114778637707024833</id><published>2006-05-16T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T21:32:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring can.</title><content type='html'>sian. joan n shuying just left my hse not long ago. everybody seems to b in a bad mood today. today lingy's hamster passed away. and i'm really sad for her la. imagine if 1 day manje and her 3 babies died. i tink i'll follow suit with them lor. i really miss them can. n lingy soot me, if my cats die 'll i b as sad as her. n i tink back reallly la. hope she'll cheer up soon. she's gg to bury dat lil one soon. regards to the lil one and hope it will reincarnate and join the cat world! MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all 3 os us were crazy dancing rnb in my room jus not. we were really crazy. made me fucking tired now also. gonna die soon. worst still, lgm  said he wanted to come over today. he said he'll reached ard 8+. so when i called him at 8+ i found out dat he actually fallen aslp. abit disappointing. but i really wasn't angry at all. it's not the first time anyway. but he just don't seems to understand me. today joan hlped to suan ming using poker cards. it was yonghui who inherited those skills to her. and yonghui's skill really accurate. hai the result i ownself know la. whether to believe or not i don't know.maybe it's really true. if it's really true let me know earlier. so that i won't torture myself quarrellling screaming, crying and doing funnny things bcos of you. let me pain earlier n recover earlier. guys are always not everything neither is friends. cos both makes me feel disappointed each time. i'm straightforward. so accept that fact. fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114778637707024833?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114778637707024833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114778637707024833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114778637707024833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114778637707024833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/boring-can.html' title='boring can.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114776935518345368</id><published>2006-05-16T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T16:49:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relationships vs friendships</title><content type='html'>i'm lost of words. don't know what to say. what to describe. i suspected but i'm scared to know the truth.i don't want joan to get hurt. ytd joan went over to my hse to stay. and she started crying when she talked to me. and i knew instantly, that things not gg to b that well. anyway tis incident has affect some of us. it's very disappointing la.. maybe i nid time to make me change my view on her bah. everybody needs time for the wound to heal.. i hope everybody will fine after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114776935518345368?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114776935518345368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114776935518345368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114776935518345368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114776935518345368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/relationships-vs-friendships.html' title='relationships vs friendships'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114776704684158738</id><published>2006-05-16T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T16:10:46.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day at kgrdens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P%20OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/320/P%20OISONED%27001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P%20OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/320/P%20OISONED%27001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P%20OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/320/P%20OISONED%27009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm feeling better now.so i shall post about the day at kgardens. which happened on last weekend de fri. things didn't went well dat day. quarrelled with lgm then. hence, wanted to meet up with pingping to town to slack n shop. in the end received a phone call to meet at kgardens for ktv sessions. wanted to go dwn to town to mit wanhui n friends first. but in e end it was quite late therefore pingping decided that we shall just mit them at kgardens instead. chomp chomp food is getting lousier. not as nice as when i'm in pri sch. we ordered carrot cake and 10 satays. we ate last then 5 satays n left. the food really like f. in e end received a phone call frm 236' jianyong. everybody had reached except us. we were suppose to b earlier then them! =( in e e nd fly over and squeezed into the room with 236' jianyong, qifong, jason, gekcheng, joan, me, pingping and shuying, ivy and bf and junior. hai it was a bda day then. was suppose to sing with our heart's content but in e end ended up with quite a few ppl crying. it wasn't really our day then.by then, me n lgm was alrdy better alrdy. so i was singing like a mad fellow with jianyong and pingping. but things aren't well for joan n jason. shuying and her lover boy. gekcheng and junior. me and lgm =( slowly 1 by 1 began to cry. but of cos as usual i hate crying infront of frens. and i tot lgm send me " you with your dogs friends again isit." but instead it was " you with your boy de friends isit" -.- imma pajiao can. nvm drank a few sips of chivas n tiger and enjoyed eating the peanuts till i landed myself dwnstairs screaming n cursing at home. and again, i was crying like a pathetic fuck dog. and alex saw me. that's the worst part can. he kip walking up n dwn i don't noe whr to put my face. really wish i would just stop crying but the tears just continue to flow. majiam it was free flow lidat =\. n i was really moved la. pingping kept coming dwn even though i gif her my f attitude. but ping u must understand i really hate ppl seeeing my cry n i noe u shud noe tt. but despite dat, she kips coming dwn to spot chck on me. and there was a time when she n gek walked ard i rtot there were gg to buy some things. but soon aft gek told me actually they were finding me. n i was f touchd. i was happy i had them with me. they really showed me the concern i was yearned. ;) i really haf a bunch of gd frens. nto really a bunch. basically 3-4. that's all that i really cherished. thanks for all ping, joan, gekcheng, stella ;) aft which slowly 1 by 1 began to brk dwn. n me n ping eventually left them n went home silently. i'm sorry to pangseh you all. i won't do it again. back on e way home, lgm came to my hse dwnstair. n we talked things out. n that feeling of being hugged was back once again. it was like when i was beiong huggged for the first time. and the feeling became stronger. and i really thank ping and gekcheng for that night. thanks alot. really thanks. i always had this mentality. whoever treats me good, i'll treat them back the same way as how they treated me. but those who treat me like f, i'll return back them double and make them hate the fuck of me. that's what i'm ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114776704684158738?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27820793.post-114762658501768604</id><published>2006-05-15T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:09:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day.</title><content type='html'>yawns, f tired. heh me n lgm's back to normal.but hope for long.ytd was wanhui's bdae. happy bdae wanhui! ;) she's 17 now. n hope she won't fall into that bastard's trap again. meow. ytd went to far east with lgm and saw many beautiful laced- tops and heels. again, &lt;u&gt;i nid tons n tons of $.&lt;/u&gt; aft which i've admire finish, saw minjuan n frens. chatted awhile n decided dat we'll mit at cine ltr. aft which wanted to buy dat gucci wallet at bugis. so we proceeded to bugis and ran towards dat shop. was looking hard at it n wasn't sure if i shud buy. so we went over to si bei lor de seiyu to shop for mother's day pressie. saw shiseldo n nagged at lgm lol.. his mother has fucking lotsa of such stuffs =\ n wheneva i go his hse i'm stressed by seeing all that. n i was lucky enough, lgm opened his mouth n ask me to choose what i wanted LOL. i was really touched okay..but tthe price also touched my heart can -.-" den i decided not to buy it. was damn ex. i've to tink for lgm's too. he's just a driver army. his pay is not like thousang plus. i nid to b a considerate girl. saw some crystal object for putting lipstick. both of us tot datit was smth gd for his mom but he complained dat the price was too cheap for a pressie. but really was very cheap la below 10 bucks le. he saw a zoom in and zoom out mirror n immediately aksed me to choose 1.caused he broke my mirror. n wtf, he accussed me of using some lan peh de mirror. walan eh dnt mirror will lan meh.only thing it's smeered with mascara and some foundation stains only what! he recoomendated one design he loved himself and we bought that nice mirror. i suggested buying hinm some keychains for his mom and we flew over to parco seiyu.went there n saw the brand clinque =\. went over there to look at those beautiful mascara. i asked for theprice n aft which lgm bought it for me without hesitating. i flew up to the 9th cloud. n the sales assistant who served us was pretty can. ahlian yet mature.lol she was fair and skinny. when she brought us to the counter, her ak accidentally revealed out its tribal. lol tis was what that made me felt tt she was special. of course i wan smiling the whole day.but lgm's fussy, i've showed his what mother's love but he found none suitable. nvm, went to shop awhile n proceeded to cine to watch movie with joan, shuying, bdae girl ;wanhui. reached cine carpark n spotted minjuan. den smth bad happened.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whie lgm chatted with his bunch of frens, i chatted with minjuan n minjuan decided to try on lgm's bike. that worried sick lgm was standing beside her assuring she wont fal. he expected her to fall on the right if she realy lost her balance but instead, she fall on the left. and my god, his face changed. i was really scared he'll b affected during the rest of the night. his fren hlped to pull his bike as all of them tot he buang again -.- lol..n im sure lgm's cursing inside his heart.aft which he went over to his frens parking lot and i continued chatting with minjuan. we were both upright paiseh can.. saw tingying n his bf. aft which they left to some ghost's spots. aft which bk n kai kai came over. therefore all of us started to gossip abt the fake eyelashes thingy. i kept peeping at lgm's facial expressions nn things seems to b quite stable for the moment. aft which he suddenly shouted " laopo, zhou liao. " n i had to b a nice lamb and fared goodbye to all of them. he held my hands tight n i jus walked behind him waiting for him to open his mouth. i knew he was f pissed n i couldnt make myself add to his unpleasement again. n all of a sudden he started cursing. lol.. n of cos she wasnt on purpose tt made him less angry. b4 tt, i told minjuan dat she was lucky dat she was the 1 who dropped his bike not me if not he would haf given me fuck face infront of everybody =x but instead, he suddenly told me if i were the 1 who made his bike fall he would'nt b dat angry.but it was some1 not close with him who made his precious fall. lol.. i was really touched lah! upon reaching cheers i got a nice scream frm joan to fly up to the cinema now. we watched The Voice and it was really nt smth nice lah. only the image when the bulb light borke and the mirrors pierced into the girls face and eyeballs. lol.. saw rainrain n his bf then. aft the movie we went to cheers n i kept humming the movie's song. the song was really nice la actually.don't understand y it was turned into a ghost song. the day then ended in lgm hse n i slept soundly all the way till nxt day's evening. n i really loved the feeling of being cuddled n kissed ;) i love you, hubby lee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114762658501768604?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114762658501768604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114762658501768604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114762658501768604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114762658501768604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-another-day.html' title='just another day.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114736265722412022</id><published>2006-05-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:50:57.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hai</title><content type='html'>i tink i'm a saddist.everyday uploading blogs.i see other ppl blog they is ou er den upload.i tink my future occupation can b a journalist liao.by dat time sales of my books will b good la.today went for biology paper.didn't study at all ytd due to shuying's entertainment which made me fucking tired feel like dying. in the end lin shi da joan's leg (lol.. kho choo hong ^^ u noe wad tt means). most of the qn happened to b the parts which i studied.quite happy la but wad's the use when my chemistry is like f. stayed back for art.i really hate art.no, i love wad i'm drawing but i really cant draw la.no motivation and it's really too time consuming.i regretted switching frm dnt to art.i might just drop dnt n just get along with other sub.but too bad &lt;u&gt;everything's too late.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in the bus home, was listening to superwomen. i don't noe y my tears just fall. i thought of the past and dat how sweet we could b.and the conversation just kept playing back in my mind. i wish i had more time to settle down n choose.but again &lt;u&gt;everything's too late&lt;/u&gt;.i hate tis 3 letter word.and i hate that word " what if ". what if i had more time, what if he didn't did that foolish mistake, what if me n stella didn't do that stupid mistake, what if i can turn back time and be that gong gong aylyn in sec1, what if .. sigh =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i quarrelled n haf a tense arguement with lgm(my hubby) today. yes i agreed i had changed into a very fucking lousy temper ever since hw many years ago. and i know quarrelling with you was nvr fun. all those vulgarities tears and pain.who actually loved such torments? but i realized and started to change for you. but instead frm the old lgm who has been always giving way to me has now tk things for granted. today i knew u were mad when u told ur mom to cook for us when i said i was coming to ur hse.but jus bcos i said i don't like to go ur hse alone n u started to assume things.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wtf&lt;/b&gt;? i waited for u to msg me aft that miserable fone call and u jus send me another msg tt pissed me off more. and even aft telling you hw much i miss u, u started ur nonsense again. if u really tink dat changing back is dat difficult then &lt;b&gt;so be it&lt;/b&gt;. i don't see a point in carrying on changing my attitude and temper then. as usual, everybody's got some limit within them. and you know it. i'm not regretting nor complaining. i'm jus trying to let you know how i feel. but probably after those countless essays i send to u, maybe none jus get into ur brains. f human brains then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i went crazy today. started to comb my lashes in the middle of the night in my pyjamas.and it was raining n was toking to gek abt she gg to fetch her bf in the rain. and i suddenly rmb " like a nice lamb carrying umbrella. " maybe u've long forgotten about me. i don't know what's wrong between us. wheneva i look at your nick, i was jus hoping that ur nick might refer to me. maybe i'm crazy. but whoever who control the settings behind the both of us, &lt;b&gt;i swear ur 18th generations will rot in their pussy and dicks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyric&amp;ct=150994944&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;f=1&amp;amp;word=%B2%DC%B8%F1"&gt;http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3lyric&amp;ct=150994944&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;f=1&amp;amp;word=%B2%DC%B8%F1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the link to &lt;u&gt;Cao Ge - superwomen.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls read the lyrics carefully and understand it with your heart.&lt;br /&gt;if i made you cry pls don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;instead tell me n i'll b a listening ear to you.&lt;br /&gt;i promised ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am only human .. wo zhe me bu dong ni duo ji mo, chen ren le fan le cuo &lt;u&gt;bu neng shi qu ni&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114736265722412022?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114736265722412022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114736265722412022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114736265722412022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114736265722412022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/hai.html' title='hai'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114727772360197326</id><published>2006-05-10T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:24:55.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day you went away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P%20OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/400/P%20OISONED%27001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P-OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/400/P-OISONED%27015edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/1600/P%20OISONED"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3936/2936/400/P%20OISONED%27017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was late for poa paper for 10 mins today.damn i olympic to sch tis morning.was perspiring and panting like some dog. paper I was f tough, but paper II was better. aft exam as per normal walked out of sch with shuying.went over to bubble tea shop.she kept complaining bout the " wang qing shui" nb i was luffing my ass out. in t end i bough champang grape went a big round and walked back to interchange.and as usual again she's feeling vexed n frustrated.and my bus always come earlier than hers lol.. so i left her. received a msg frm her dat she had no government today n wanted to date me out. therefore we met up at tampiness today to slack!&lt;br /&gt;as usual we laughed like crazy.wanted to watch movie but f there were only 6 pathetic movies in both tm and cs. make our lives so miserable.instead we went swensen's to eat banana crumble and fries. there de service really sibeh lan so nxt time don't go there better. anyway we made a fucking fools out of ourselves in swensen. we were making jiao bins and laugh like as if the whole place is our father pay one.and many spotted our nice faces lol.. aft which went to buy some earrings and cute panties. cheap lei 3 for 4.90 and it's cute! so all tampiness mei can go sinma and buy. went to mrt station outside n slack.tok bout our stuffs. in e end called nbcb. heart was shattering la. really tearing me apart. none will understand la. explained till i always drop my tears infront of sy. in e end we danced rnb' along our way to the bus stop. but when i reach the bus and put some 80cents the driver shouted at me! f pissed la he's so guai lan can. can't he differtiate my face is a small baby face instead of some old lady's face. make me f embarrasing infront of the crowd i hope i could b mr ostrich and dig myself into the soil. enjoyed my day thoroughly with her &gt;3! i need more time for my ping ping too.. hai i need time for everybody.but who needs time for me? =( mother fucker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though everything has gone by, i didn't regret any moment from the start.&lt;br /&gt;no matter hw many lies u made, hw many pains i hate,&lt;br /&gt;do rmb i'll still always be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;always.&lt;br /&gt;don't call me by my name.&lt;br /&gt;that feelings really hurts,&lt;br /&gt;cuts me fucking deep.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i would have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow that wish will nvr be fulfilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114727772360197326?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114727772360197326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114727772360197326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114727772360197326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114727772360197326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-you-went-away.html' title='the day you went away.'/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114720351661420873</id><published>2006-05-10T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:22:52.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate editing templates.it sucks and make me head goes fucking pain. sigh had history n chemistry mid yr.i'm gonna fucking flunk my chem till don't know which pole of earth.i hate exams la.. make me so wrked up always. i wanna haf a gd future though. few more days to e end of mid yr. today hubby went back to his camp.sad i can 4get abt him fetching me to sch. was really very shocked and happy when he suddenly wanted to come over my hse ytd. really touched la. thanks lgm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway wad's wrng with couples recently. sy quarrelled with allister till v jialat.i hope everything goes fine aft dat 2 weeks.hope she will make the right choice.dar broke up with danny e nice face today.though i noe they'll patch soon, but if i were her probably i won't.i'll get sick of all the quarrells.i really believe time is not the matter but the understanding has to be there.no mater how long you all have been togethere, ultimately none of you all understand each other.i hope danny will really wakie n learn hw to cherish her. and of cos, pray that me n hubby wont start quarrelling again.we didnt' start off well anyway. had a major quarrell bcos of my wrk and other minor things. i promised to change n hope things will continue to b well. at least for the moment. i'm sleepy. listening to gek bout her nice mother. cute yet mad lol.. uncle, y did u marry her in e first place? LOL _l_.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wrk la stress.or maybe hope that lgm 'll turn rich over 1 night and i no nid to stress abt $.cb smth creep out frm my mini drawer i tot it was a lizard! anyway i miss manje, xiao huai dan and blackie. i love you all lotsa =( if i haven't done that fucking mistake.. you all would still b with me. i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114720351661420873?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114720351661420873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114720351661420873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114720351661420873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114720351661420873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-hate-editing-templates.html' title=''/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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-27820793.post-114719959526893590</id><published>2006-05-10T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T03:18:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need love and more attention. what's wrong with couples recently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27820793-114719959526893590?l=lickmetasteme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/feeds/114719959526893590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27820793&amp;postID=114719959526893590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114719959526893590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27820793/posts/default/114719959526893590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lickmetasteme.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-need-love-and-more-attention.html' title=''/><author><name>P OISONED</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01397215910449965199</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></feed>
