<?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-548940093827515675</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:23:59.326-08:00</updated><category term='forget'/><category term='Infuriating.'/><category term='just because I cherished just like how you were there for me when I needed someone'/><category term='alright'/><category term='I miss you. Sorry'/><category term='Its 1.05am now'/><category term='listen bastard.'/><category term='Idoit luv'/><category term='Everything came too fast'/><category term='JJ AND LYNLYN SAYS GOODNIGHT'/><category term='Waste 15 mins of my life on this post'/><category term='I can choose not to do or say anything about it'/><category term='The words in the letters is real than anything else. If you get what I&apos;m trying to say..'/><category term='C and you.'/><category term='sorry for not replying last night'/><category term='I believe in Karma'/><category term='I tried to push you away from a black shadow in my vision each time I think of you.'/><category term='its impossible.'/><category term='for this'/><category term='CIAO'/><category term='you guys became my weekly routine.'/><category term='made me so worried for the entire day'/><category term='CARILYN IS TIRED.'/><category term='we fulfilled our promise this year :D'/><category term='waiting for months'/><category term='some words are left to be unsaid'/><category term='Bon voyage Daddy.'/><category term='heading out soon. enjoy ur sunday'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='5 more days :D'/><category term='Wordy post'/><category term='happy-go-lucky?'/><category term='how I wish time could stand still like this forever.'/><category term='It doesn&apos;t pays to be good.'/><category term='damn'/><category term='394th post'/><category term='Always on my mind.'/><category term='I&apos;ll ssim you.'/><category term='Me hearts you many'/><category term='people(:'/><category term='GOODNIGHTY.'/><category term='Goodbye by Secondhand Serena.'/><category term='- Fading.'/><category term='Vegas'/><category term='So sorry I am'/><category term='Sorry.'/><category term='Sasa. Hope u enjoyed today.'/><category term='Happy girl.'/><category term='today&apos;s ur turn ah'/><category term='Simple thoughts of mine.'/><category term='uoyssimi'/><category term='gettng from bad to worst'/><category term='Time now: 4.17pm'/><category term='indeed.'/><category term='Great time chatting with all the peeps in msn(:'/><category term='Bitches who loved gossiping so much'/><category term='yours truly'/><category term='NOTHING MORE THAN THIS'/><category term='IM CONTENTED.'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='getting stronger. illusions?'/><category term='Me Or Her?'/><category term='Higher Nitec;'/><category term='S'/><category term='Contradicting'/><category term='oh I pity you. Your brain cells must have died a lot.'/><category term='I don&apos;t wish to care any longer. I&apos;m tired/'/><category term='I&apos;ve learnt to cherish and valued Friendships.'/><category term='babey.'/><category term='I'/><category term='i wished time could stand still'/><category term='All pictures above are taken using My Cybershot without any editon.'/><category term='Get well soon S.'/><category term='I thank God for granting me such beautiful people around me.'/><category term='Jasper currently'/><category term='Degrees of hatred deep down in me.'/><category term='to be away from anywhere when there&apos;s moments of p-a-s-t.'/><category term='Bon voyage Daddy. I will take care of myself. Drop that idea of requesting him for assistance during the period of time when you are not around'/><category term='Not even a simple single text.'/><category term='Ebabyyyyyyyyy'/><category term='take me with you.'/><category term='Excited pictures with Claudia'/><category term='Lose the love that wasn&apos;t meant to be.'/><category term='the trust is even a smaller percentage now.'/><category term='I&apos;ll change to make you love me more'/><category term='A changed person.'/><category term='pictures with peihui currently.'/><category term='I did it. You gave me this shit.'/><category term='bear with me. Listen to the selected songs (:'/><category term='True friends stay. Its YCJM.'/><category term='PLEASE FORCE ME HOME TONIGHT'/><category term='I like us now'/><category term='Looting'/><category term='.'/><category term='Meeting Alicia tmr. Winks. Predicted that we got so much to talk about.'/><title type='text'>Miss Independent</title><subtitle type='html'>Like a star who acted so well and along the way, you got a silly one going for long. Good game. She thanked you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>350</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3607762191032744779</id><published>2009-09-03T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:51:08.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you can see from my tweets, I've been updating at my new baby. Hehe. &lt;B&gt;www.lynstarlyn.onsugar.com&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes I've created onsugar.com, following the trend somehow hahaha. But this blogspot stays and I promise I'll be back. I just want to get a little fun out of onsugar. Melancholy-loves.bs followed me all the way since I created a blog. I'd never changed link or whatsoever. So melancholy-loves, give me time and I'll be back, definitely. I love you no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag me in this tagboard here or comments at lynstarlyn.onsugar.com, im fine with anything :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3607762191032744779?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3607762191032744779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3607762191032744779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3607762191032744779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3607762191032744779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-you-can-see-from-my-tweets-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4985636352198176256</id><published>2009-08-31T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:24:47.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Unhappy x1000000,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00840.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00840.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor diagnosed that I got chicken pox yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder my fever rises and falls, over again and again these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I look fugly now.&lt;br /&gt;Never had so many red dots on my face before. (I never allowed this)&lt;br /&gt;Cant face up to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Even my body got it. &lt;br /&gt;Unbearable pain and itchyness.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;Moodless for anything or everything. &lt;br /&gt;Given 7 days mc.&lt;br /&gt;K.O for prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through to breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;Encouragement desperately needed at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually cried just now. Why am i always getting the unlucky stuffs? If this year is not an O level year,&lt;br /&gt;I wont rant. But I'm already so weak in my studies, by taking away my time bit by bit is going to kill me for sure. Firstly, swollen eyes. Secondly, gastric problems. Thirdly, this. All in all, within half a year I already&lt;br /&gt;went to the hospital thrice. Despite having took vitamins everyday, it is like no effect at all. &lt;br /&gt;Crying is something very unusual of me, bet Vegas and bear got shocked by it. Prolly in @!#@#@! years, I would. &lt;br /&gt;I really cant stand it anymore...... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;P.S: Vegas, thanks for everything. As much as I want to hide, you're one sweet chap. Thanks, really.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4985636352198176256?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4985636352198176256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4985636352198176256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4985636352198176256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4985636352198176256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/unhappy-x1000000-doctor-diagnosed-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7761127719172268325</id><published>2009-08-29T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:05:26.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Everything came at a wrong timing,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01152-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01152-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wrong timing indeed.&lt;/B&gt; My lappy's back to normal now. I was reluctant to come online but somehow I was so delighted by the fact that it spurred me to come online. I'd got so many pictures left stranded in the laptop. Damn. Okay whatever update a little then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After remedial, went Bugis with Melvin and Tracy to search for Teachers' Day present. Thanks to Melvin, we bought something commendable. Unique as it is, but I guess many people probably bought it alr as it was selling off fast. But its alright as the content wont be the same anyway. (I've successfully finished doing up MR Aslam's gift, the other for Tracy to do) The sun at Bugis were scrotching hot today, it made me felt very uncomfortable wheares the temperature inside the mall were effing cold. It was only when I reached home, I realised actually I was running a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A high fever of 38.5 degrees celsius. Dad was worried sick. I slept the whole day long, and I could feel that Dad was changing the wet cloth on my forehead every half-an-hour interval. I dont know if I could survived all this, prelims is in 4 days time. I am not prepared, somehow. Falling sick worsened the matter further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I met Jesselyn &amp; Ah Bear to witness the 'getai' at Redhill. They accompanied me to eat after that I went home. For today, extremely early i couldnt care less. I am going to sleep now. Hopefully I will recover fully tomorrow, wanna meet Jess again.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Just now ;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01472.jpg" border="0" alt="u"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yesterday ;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01435.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01435.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01436.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC01437.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01437.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucked today, I am not happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7761127719172268325?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7761127719172268325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7761127719172268325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7761127719172268325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7761127719172268325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-came-at-wrong-timing-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1300498464309669783</id><published>2009-08-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:10:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Mag to study, but it was only for a short while. Vegas was with us too. Fs was feeling unwell, thus she didnt join us. While killing time, Vegas spent his time reading today's newspaper. He was so bored to the extent of vandalising those beautiful faces in the newspaper. And he needs to make a big fuss over every single article he came across, at last when I couldnt stand it anymore I told him to shut his trap up hahaha. Met bear during the later part too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three happy notes. One, I talked a lot to Mag and vice versa. *Secrets between us* &lt;br /&gt;Two, I met Kevin today out of coincidental. Three, met Vegas. Okay I am tired, tomorrow's a long day ahead. Goodnighty, pictures up soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1300498464309669783?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1300498464309669783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1300498464309669783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1300498464309669783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1300498464309669783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/met-mag-to-study-but-it-was-only-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2350470851247718892</id><published>2009-08-27T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:21:32.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOODNIGHTY.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;No surprise by Chris Daughty, Sorrysorry by Superjunior, Jump by Flo Rida &lt;/B&gt;equates to nice. &lt;br /&gt;Gonna introduce more songs which I think its nice, probably on the next upcoming posts. Share what right? :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=5731_136250984960_599739960_2444066.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/5731_136250984960_599739960_2444066.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list starting from tomorrow onwards until Mon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Video-taking for Teachers' Day&lt;br /&gt;*Dental Visit after school&lt;br /&gt;*Meeting Mag and Fs for study date, as usual&lt;br /&gt;*Meeting Vegas hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;*Studying for prelims to date&lt;br /&gt;*Remedial on Sat&lt;br /&gt;*Preparation for Teachers' gifts, cards&lt;br /&gt;*Town/vivo&lt;br /&gt;*Outing with Fion &amp; co, perhaps Jasper with his cam too hehe&lt;br /&gt;*Play Club (still hesitating)&lt;br /&gt;*Back to school for Teachers' Day (Usually no, but I'm gng back to meet my loved ones yayyy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+*"*+Tracy's sweet 17th&lt;br /&gt;+*"*+1 week holiday&lt;br /&gt;+*"*+Meet Reign (Sorry for broken promise time after time)&lt;br /&gt;Meet Kevin hopefully (Same goes to you too)&lt;br /&gt;Argh from my memory I know there is still got a numb of events coming up next &lt;br /&gt;but I just cannot recall it .__.&lt;br /&gt;Its alright, I guess Ill get message spams as reminder, just like the other time - &gt;20 msgs, wonderful honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days nearer to O's gonna be less entertaining. But its all gonna be worthwhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Telling the world that there's many of you, and that I'll survive it all.&lt;br /&gt;I never intended to believe in forever in the first place, anyway&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You'll be happier if I am sad, but no, I am not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2350470851247718892?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2350470851247718892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2350470851247718892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2350470851247718892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2350470851247718892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-surprise-by-chris-daughty-sorrysorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1902496606378830427</id><published>2009-08-26T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:55:08.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I'm the prom queen, while you are just the girl next door.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/P1070052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01287.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC05998.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC06114.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/Photo0539.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful it is to have so many awesome poeple around you, whose willing to share weal and woes with you. Thats why whenever I am haappy, I'll look for my good friends and share it with them :) Love people who love me ttm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims' in 6 days time, anxiety's filled the air manz. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the days after 'O', I foresee many good stuffs. I am going to study hard. Peepo perhaps when ure bored, you may want to text me to motivate me to stay focus and study hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the new songs on my playlist now. K byebye to you him her :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1902496606378830427?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1902496606378830427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1902496606378830427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1902496606378830427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1902496606378830427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-prom-queen-while-you-are-just-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7054854126054517301</id><published>2009-08-24T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:59:18.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC06036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC06036.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a time whereby I wished we didnt land ourselves up in this state. &lt;br /&gt;Unlock it, but why break it as well? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my mistake and this will be the last time I am gonna do so and caused the grieve I am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll be fine, because I know there are people around me who loves me and wants me to be happy. And I know for sure, Yinlue's one of them.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7054854126054517301?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7054854126054517301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7054854126054517301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7054854126054517301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7054854126054517301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-been-real-long-time-since-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5703833297346498863</id><published>2009-08-22T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:37:08.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jasper currently'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excited pictures with Claudia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Shut it down,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;by Flo Rida, you must listen.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01172.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time of the second semester whereby I stayed in school exceeding 2pm for a Friday :O After the rehearsal for the recieving of leadership cert in school, I went back home to change. I was supposed to join the 13 loveables for movie at Town but later heard that more than 1/2 of them couldnt make it in time and that was the only earliest time slot as all of us have to return to school early the next day. So I dolled up just to stay at the check point (plazarrrrr) :/ since they are not watching movie but just merely slacking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF6551.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF6551.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my day with Simin, Claudia, her bf, Caiyan, Teckliang, Jess, Jasper, Vegas, Sebast, Xuer. There are some more, whom I only spent a while with. Jasper had a crazy idea at first - Go town together with me myself I and he him me. (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Vegas during the late night! Think hes angry with me for that matter, awww. But everything's fine now, luckilyyy. &lt;br /&gt;----&gt; Home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC01179.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After remedial, Mel Tracy Wilson Sly and I went Suntec for Ashton's. Its my second time having that. I swear it is definitely worth every single cent, very affordable to all and it was heavenly delicious esp the fries woah ^.^ Go try it people, I assure you that youll not regret going there. It is located at the basement of Suntec, near to Pizza Hut. Non-stop we sang praises of the fabulous food, at the same time enjoying our meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went Plaza to meet Vegas and Bearboy. Went home with Vegas' company in the evening! He waited for me downstairs and by the time I was ready, Shiwei has already arrived. Sorry I know I took a long time ^.x (!) During midnight, went Henderson Market. Met Jasper, Fion, Fire, Dieter and many there. Fion's place too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The photos-taking session mused all of us at the scene, thanks to Jasper's camera :B&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home with Jasper at 4.30am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSCF65523-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF65523-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to meet Mag for study session now! Wish me luck for tmr's English Oral too. Confidence is key, over-confidence is the cause of one's downfall. Quoted by me :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5703833297346498863?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5703833297346498863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5703833297346498863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5703833297346498863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5703833297346498863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/shut-it-down-by-flo-rida-you-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6198868632971877733</id><published>2009-08-19T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:28:41.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting for months'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I never wanted it this way,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF6507.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook quiz. Its like so damn true so I decided to post this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You envy others, but at the same time you think very highly of yourself. And when you envy, its only either for a short while and will not be to the extreme point because you've got a high self-esteem. You've got strong convictions of yourself, you go your way regardless of anything. You gained confidence from sarcastic remarks, severe set-backs, great humiliation instead of falling. You're someone who doesn't leave any space for sadness - You fall hard but you pick yourself up easily. Lastly, as long as the one hurt any of your loved ones, youll be ruthless and give them hell. (This is very true). Only 3 of my friends is worthy of me doing that, only three.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF6529.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF6547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if you gets to read this but as long as there's a slight chance of you reading, I am gonna post this up. Your oral's 25th of Aug, your last chance to redeem yourself and be your mom's honour. I really have no idea if you are coming for it cos I did not asked. It is really impt to turn up and from Mdm Yani and your peers, they commented that you're really smooth at expressing yourself and that your Eng is really strong. Furthermore youll be the first one for the whole of team 4, so that means youll be the one pulling all the grades for everybody whose behind you. Youll be the one grading for them. Given ur standard, you are a confirmed A student for this. I posted this up because I hope at least you feel proud of yourself and rethink at this last moment in time. You'd had enough fun for months, haven't you? Many of your friends wants you back in school, I am sure your parents feel the same too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF6491.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6198868632971877733?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6198868632971877733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6198868632971877733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6198868632971877733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6198868632971877733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-never-wanted-it-this-way-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7447865188177868260</id><published>2009-08-16T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:45:36.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Satisfied weekend because I get to meet,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jesselyn,&lt;/b&gt; You're not defeated, and you always have me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Bobo,&lt;/b&gt; Though its a short while that we met, but its nice having meet you my Angbobo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;JJ&lt;3,&lt;/b&gt; Finally get to meet you, I really missed you my assy! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Vegas,&lt;/b&gt; My weekly routine I think? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Shuyi,&lt;/B&gt; National day never come with us! But but, forgiven (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;LemonSwillie,&lt;/b&gt; Another one, long time dont know die to where alrd. Met him for a drink at 2am ystd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;FS, Mag,&lt;/b&gt; Weekly routine girlsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Henderson Eugene.&lt;/b&gt; Been ages.... Miz u my gf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught Orphan with Jess Darling ystd and you guys must watch coz I seldom rate a movie like this 9/10! Very nice, very beri beli nice! ^.^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSCF6550-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have got limited time. It was supposed to be an hour but my desktop is friggling lag like mad woman who just came out of IMH. And I was like opening more than five windows, Ive got alot to check.... That is why when I dont use com for a period of time, I dont feel like using aftermath. Like damn stressed only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the mega messages Ive recieved every morning when I was still under the weather. I really appreciate all the concern &amp; care &amp; evol. Now, I'm in the pink again :D. K coming to this, I really need to mug before I am gonna flunk my big 'O'. Sickness and everything took away 1/2 of my time, and the sad thing is that I cannot undo it. ): K no emo-ing! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more big thing to mention here: Nice souls, Vegas and Xuer accompanied me to the hospital that day, and even tough the next day is just xuer's exam, but she sacrificed her time for me. Awww, I really love you. Thanks Vegas too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now that I am in the pink, Ive planned studying with different people, one tick off my list. Tmr will be with Gladys. Last Friday was with Foongsze and Magdeline, even though we only studied for like half an hour but that was an exception coz it was friday (my fun-day) isn't it? HAHAH. I'll see you two again, please dont make me laugh like theres no tomorrow haha , (L)(Y)2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'd got many nice pictures to upload but I want to upload it as a full-set. So wait till I get it all from Mag. Bye guys. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7447865188177868260?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7447865188177868260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7447865188177868260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7447865188177868260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7447865188177868260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-i-have-got-limited-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1942654120527248605</id><published>2009-08-11T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T03:18:04.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uoyssimi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I'll Survive All This,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how I witnessed last year's National's Day fireworks - I was in the bus together with N. This year's National Day was celebrated in Supperclub. It was as expected, very crowded. There was shortage of tickets and we queued very long for the whole event. Nevertheless, I got hemmed in on by all sides by human bodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I was knocked harshly by some Malays but luckily the impact was not as bad as the other girl who fell on the dance floor. The hilarious thing was the whole group of us was dancing on the comfy huge sofa, that part was great :). How sad, didnt manage to take pcixx of the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event ended at 3.30am and we cabbed to Lengkok Bahru for late supper indeed ;)&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 7am in the morning. K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had swollen eyes today and thus I skipped school. Went to the polyclinic just now, was given some medicine to apply. My eyes hurt like f.u.c.k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1942654120527248605?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1942654120527248605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1942654120527248605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1942654120527248605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1942654120527248605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-survive-all-this-i-remembered-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2105670849405266697</id><published>2009-08-07T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:59:32.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLEASE FORCE ME HOME TONIGHT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday: &lt;br /&gt;Finally, Town this weekend! :D The feeling of euphoria took over me when I first stepped into the area of Cineleisure. In terms of facilities and atmosphere, Town is always better. 3 weeks depriving of town, now I am satisfied. What is more satisfying is that I caught the movie "Overheard" with the loveables too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0Yal-0kuI/AAAAAAAAHg0/ExKn1YO7Twc/s400/IMG_4086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367473176046768866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0Y8Y3SqWI/AAAAAAAAHg8/cZrgIuHBADM/s400/img_4087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367473756641077602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0YaT9ggYI/AAAAAAAAHgs/uJcAWqWZbJ4/s400/IMG_4074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367473171209421186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0YaAsRG2I/AAAAAAAAHgk/uLyEo64LJ_0/s400/IMG_4073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367473166036835170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0YZhLkC6I/AAAAAAAAHgc/k7aYN_5ibg0/s400/IMG_4071(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367473157578165154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img stylesrc="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0YZYLRFxI/AAAAAAAAHgU/Fq5-5A0pwYM/s400/IMG_4066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367473155161003794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Bruce's birthday! Happy birthday to him. ^.^ I am supposed to meet them now at Plaza but I am still at home. Guess Ill be meeting them later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Please go home early tonight to study.&lt;br /&gt;The time that could be spent on productive studying that I'd wasted, &lt;B&gt;its more than anyone could imagined for an O level student.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2105670849405266697?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2105670849405266697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2105670849405266697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2105670849405266697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2105670849405266697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-finally-town-this-weekend-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sn0Yal-0kuI/AAAAAAAAHg0/ExKn1YO7Twc/s72-c/IMG_4086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3553970081057188222</id><published>2009-08-07T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:22:12.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday, I caught the movie "G.I Joe" with Gideon and Jasper. It was, however, a last min decision. I rushed down by cab to Tiong Bahru Plaza, &amp; the show was just nice started when I arrived. It was midnight when the show ended and Gideon sent us to Henderson Market by cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Fion, Dieter, Naomi. Later in the night, more people came. (Qijie, Qixian, Peklian, Teckliang, E, and many others) All the way at Dieter's house, talked about many stuffs with Fion and Dieter as the others went out to get some stuffs which took a effing long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut short, I went home with Jasper at 5.30am. K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;I need to study with people who can teach. Wished to study with people whom I never studied together with. Because after studying, we could always have lunch/dinner together to catch up. Time spent would be more fullfiling and productive.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to cut bangs still even tough it has been objected by many people. (Sick of side fringe alr)&lt;br /&gt;I need to control myself in terms of money management. (Not going for branded goods for the time-being, not lending money out as though its free.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;I can pretend for as long as I want,&lt;br /&gt;its not easy as it seemed,&lt;br /&gt;but I will do it for you.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3553970081057188222?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3553970081057188222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3553970081057188222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3553970081057188222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3553970081057188222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-yesterday-i-caught-movie-g.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6727057591079241185</id><published>2009-08-05T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:40:17.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM ALREADY FINE, REALLY. &lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR THE DIFFERENT 16 MESSAGES IN TWO HOURS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6727057591079241185?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6727057591079241185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6727057591079241185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6727057591079241185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6727057591079241185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-already-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8706752790726790444</id><published>2009-08-02T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:30:15.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Very much contented despite those grotesque times,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVC_mODFKI/AAAAAAAAHeE/DAtaku--as8/s400/DSC01013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365268191440475298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This.Is.Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed my mind about going to Powerhouse last night! Due to some wriggling factors that seemed to reverberate in my head constantly. Bet Apple, Vegas and the rest are partying themselves away like a rock star yo. Seems like on the other hand, Dearest Assy &amp; Tangtang are enjoying themselves at Supperclub too. Heard that it was good and Im glad that they enjoyed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh myself is feeling out of exuberance too though it was a mere weekend-day. I met Kailong and Apple at Plaza for dinner. Aftermath we waited for time to pass and Apple went for her club; Kailong headed home. Left me and Xuer together with Brandon and Dieter. Slacked at Kimtian with E, Dieter, Weijie, Xuer. Humorous jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Shena, Foongsze and Magdeline together with the same people at Kim Tian at Mac during midnight. In addition, Ashley Fire Qixian was there. Had a manifestly great laughing time with them. Oh and not forgetting those picxx taken in Mag's dig cam. I am currently waiting for it coz I have got my fav picxx in it, ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, these people made my day last night. It was 5am when I got back home, the fatigue me went to bath and dozed off within split secs while laying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and next week's club (National's Day) is all out for us to have fun. This time is amazing, a hell lot of people is coming along. I am so excited even though its an UNDER-AGED PARTY~ =.= Well, its still the people who gonna make the day eventually, no? &lt;: HAHA YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdued pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;My ark ka liaos ^.^&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVHIxU542I/AAAAAAAAHes/NSPsuArJ9WQ/s400/DSC00999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365272747087356770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVHIvT8yeI/AAAAAAAAHek/P8UpB87zqcM/s400/DSC00998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365272746546481634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVHIPZC6hI/AAAAAAAAHec/adb_Ic0yFXA/s400/DSC01005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365272737977920018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVHHyUFAEI/AAAAAAAAHeU/1enbz-aJrcI/s400/DSC01009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365272730172457026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVHHkkfCFI/AAAAAAAAHeM/uhOvVDibJRw/s400/DSC01010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365272726483175506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVIofgNGzI/AAAAAAAAHfU/uhp5HKdB8no/s400/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274391570357042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVInul3jiI/AAAAAAAAHfE/ICZ2oGhCDEw/s400/DSC00980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274378440773154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVInTp50YI/AAAAAAAAHe8/KVNINa4iIv8/s400/DSC00969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274371209941378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVInONLhzI/AAAAAAAAHe0/R1wWhVdepEE/s400/DSC00996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274369747289906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVMDPDpATI/AAAAAAAAHfc/J9DZpTtgw_M/s400/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365278149546934578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day at Ion and Taka. Happy girl on a happy Thurs with her mom, grandma and Siti. This reflected the past where Mom and I always go for dinner every weekend at the different kinds of japanese cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVMEgUKcuI/AAAAAAAAHf8/HEDNvzGZKe8/s400/DSC01072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365278171359507170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVMENhKVNI/AAAAAAAAHf0/OdyPUPwJN_s/s400/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365278166313751762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVMD2Bs1aI/AAAAAAAAHfs/oM5PlD6EQg0/s400/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365278160007779746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVMDU_4QXI/AAAAAAAAHfk/ed9be6m0Vio/s400/DSC01068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365278151141769586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVNvEzM47I/AAAAAAAAHgM/Oeqeh3PEO3Y/s400/DSC01074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365280002219500466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVNug1e4RI/AAAAAAAAHgE/gyHddt8XEgY/s400/DSC01073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365279992565391634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveyou two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need to rack my brains to think of a suitable outfit on that day. Hmm....Any ideas anyone? Red and white is the code.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, going out to meet Nette now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8706752790726790444?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8706752790726790444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8706752790726790444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8706752790726790444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8706752790726790444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-much-contented-despite-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SnVC_mODFKI/AAAAAAAAHeE/DAtaku--as8/s72-c/DSC01013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6677954610807055531</id><published>2009-07-29T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:38:39.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are you mean and sarcastic? Have you ever answered people ‘meanly’ and sarcastically? If yes, show us how mean and sarcastic you are! If no, then you should try at least once in your life with this note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule: Respond to these people as mean and as sarcastic you could be!!&lt;br /&gt;Carilyn says: I try huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying person says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jitao is the truth lor&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am the most beautiful/handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Walao dont xia suay yourself like a pussy cunt please.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) See, everyone likes me because I am rich and famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Cant hear anything&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Unlike you, I am perfectly multi-skilled. I do everything very well from sports to academic thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wrong psn. Tell your father instead, he will reward you&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You don’t know me? I am Bruneian artist; I have albums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No link, want act sibo?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying pretty woman/handsome guy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I know you like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;How u know? Smart siah.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are you looking at? I am not interested in you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You think too much alr&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sorry, you are nice, but seriously not my type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Machaim I want you like that&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) UNLESS you are rich, then don’t dream that I will get a ride with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Eh dont appear in my dream, it will freak me out. just your face enough alr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Look, I am pretty/handsome; I can make people hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You eat too full, nothing to do isit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying extremely ugly woman/man says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I think you and I can make a good couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sorry you havent asked if I am available.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) May I have your cell phone number, please please please pleaseeeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;81551254. You may have it but its up to me to choose if I want to reply&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Hi, wanna hang out? I want you to be with me the whole night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are too handsome that I am afraid I cant resist you whole night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Your backview. Dont turn around with ya face can alr tyvm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I want you to say that I am pretty/handsome and you like me sooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Cannot lah, one day I cannot lie so many times.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your enemy says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hi bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Eh you come here you come here&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You smell like shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You smelt like the armpit of a guy who just came out of the gym room&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I know you hate me because I am much better than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are never better, since when?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What an ugly creature you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I think you forgot to bring your manners out&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am going to kick your ass in this race for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You bao si&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your ex says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Okie dokie pokie&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I know you still love me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hannorh love you. love gi lian ah ~.~&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Please, go back with me honey/hubby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You go back first&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Please call me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I text you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an annoying salesperson says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Wow! You are so pretty/handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;True&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Seriously, I used this product and look at me, I am changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Lin dao eh tai ji.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We are giving a discount up to 50%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I cannot afford full price you mean?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) This one is good sir/madam. Buy sir/madam, buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Okay I buy but I dont pay can?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Am I sarcastic and mean enough? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lappy's still having problems so sad, cant upload picx. However, 5A picx are all uploaded in fb alr :D Awesome guys, we're left with a mere 3 months. Lets cherish the time left for us all. You guys rocks ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6677954610807055531?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6677954610807055531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6677954610807055531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6677954610807055531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6677954610807055531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-mean-and-sarcastic-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3234256814369079272</id><published>2009-07-26T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:19:02.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordy post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bear with me. Listen to the selected songs (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;What an awesome and simple weekend!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;What a surprise, this weekend is deprived of town areas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/6772_106394593428_755768428_2254-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my real name to Catcat, so please do address me by this. Amusing it may seemed to be, but hopefully, it will bring me good luck as calculated ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay if only I could upload pictures here, you would know how much I'd had enjoyed my weekends. As usual, I met them him her she they.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The ins and outs of everything,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Visited Clarice tgt with Bertram and his mom. All these while, I've not forgotten her. We had real good times shared in the past and till now, it is still etched in the back of my mind. Over the conversation, I gave her my words that I would await for her release date and that we are bound to enjoy when that time arrives, mark my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the 13 loveables during the night for the movie, Muderer. However those present were only Tricia, Beier, Kaijun, Haiteck, Jiankun and I. The rest were unable to make it due to one reason or another. The movie's worth watching, the people's worthy of the precious time, everything is so (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I guess I'll just list out those whom I'd met, and thanks for making my weekend a fruitful one. Here you go, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E (&lt;3) , Vegas, Shuyi, Yinlue, Bobo, Teckliang, Sam, Caiyan, Kaijun, Haiteck, Jiankun, Beier, Tricia, Bertram, Jasper, Wilson, Vincent, Qixian, Shena, Kailong, Ashley, Adeline, Jess bb, Apple.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired me, I haven't fully replenished myself yet. I only came home early this morning @ 4 ++ 5am. Was slacking at Redhill and for a period of time, Vegas and I was moaning how bored we were. Not only us, I believe Kailong and Bertram as well. But eventually as the night gets older, the atmosphere became better. Was with E, Vegas, Kailong, Bertram, Dieter, Eugene.L Yongchuan that group, Sam, Teckliang, Jeremy, Caiyan, Shuyi, Wendy, Fion, Jasper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, Jasper, Teckliang, Caiyan were the entertainers and we really laughed till our sides aches whereas the love birds, Qixian and Shena was missing throughout the whole slacking time, they went dating in the midnight alr ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I guess. No pictures ah, D: My lappy died on me. Whatever it is, I will upload them once I am able to. Promise... (: Tomorrow is again, a brand new start of a week. Study hard people and not forgetting myself, I will too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;What God had bestowed me, regardless whether it is good or bad, I would gladly accept it for I believe in the destiny already laid out for me.&lt;br /&gt;"Nevermind about what you'd lost, smile at what you gonna get next."&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3234256814369079272?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3234256814369079272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3234256814369079272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3234256814369079272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3234256814369079272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-awesome-and-simple-weekend-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2083026755145030274</id><published>2009-07-23T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:47:17.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so I was damn high in school today despite being mentally lerthagic. Was all over the school today ~ And I hurled many infanities as well, ): Every single debating session with Bei-er will be like this. He influenced me negatively. I have to I have to I have to stop this bad habit and I must.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I am still unsure of which group of friends I am meeting later on.&lt;br /&gt;1) 13 loveables for movie @ Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;2) Vegas and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;3) You him you her you them (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, happy belated birthday to Brandon! Finally you no longer need to hiong into underaged clubs anymore.__. I met him ystd and it is so coincidence that we both wore the same! Hot pink top and black bottom. Its like so r.a.n.d.o.m lah. HAHA. Anyway yeah, enjoy your celebration today! Stay happy with your (her) too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;See you around too again ^^.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out now. Anything call/text me friends :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2083026755145030274?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2083026755145030274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2083026755145030274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2083026755145030274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2083026755145030274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-so-i-was-damn-high-in-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3781105531118475922</id><published>2009-07-20T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:21:17.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures taken at Jerome's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSjVymRKxI/AAAAAAAAHcU/Yh2WuoGToPA/s400/Picture+095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360589051232594706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSjVpeqyII/AAAAAAAAHcM/wWaUXVrhpXs/s400/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360589048784799874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSjVIUo7zI/AAAAAAAAHcE/cQ6Mn1DR1dQ/s400/Picture+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360589039884365618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSjWnYm71I/AAAAAAAAHck/tPkc1AvprNI/s400/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360589065402380114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSjWIa9FuI/AAAAAAAAHcc/i5qEAV8xZEM/s400/Picture+094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360589057090721506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Jerome just needs to blink his eyes once, and I know what he's up to his sleeve. I know him too well.... right Jerome? hahahha&lt;/I&gt;&lt;B &gt;Besties for-evaxx (;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I paid a visit to my second house today after school. Grandma, sis, and her cute lil babygirl is here in singapore and will be flying back to Japan this Wed alr. Words can't express how much I missed having a sister by my side. And babygirl shiro chan is simply so cute that I cant resist leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSmpdOFuFI/AAAAAAAAHdE/K1fQPS1NLUg/s400/DSC00907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360592687626303570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSmo4THDUI/AAAAAAAAHc8/3jlFkqTszkU/s400/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360592677715250498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSmojs5e0I/AAAAAAAAHc0/1Ei5HOuXfGc/s400/DSC00911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360592672186268482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSmoWSoIlI/AAAAAAAAHcs/y_cR73Q48YE/s400/DSC00913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360592668586418770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WHATCHA THINK? (:&lt;/B&gt; She luv to doll up a lot. Just today she messed up my whole make-up table and almost broke one of the solvents on top. Awwwww. I painted her nails with purpur and pink on toes for her and she was so satisfied with it (: Learnt a new word from her, BAKA. (DONT SAY THIS TO JAPANESE! YOU'LL OFFEND THEM)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30am now, goodnight earthlings. :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3781105531118475922?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3781105531118475922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3781105531118475922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3781105531118475922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3781105531118475922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-taken-at-jeromes-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmSjVymRKxI/AAAAAAAAHcU/Yh2WuoGToPA/s72-c/Picture+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5178096415578599214</id><published>2009-07-19T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T07:52:51.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Edited.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmMuz5sw93I/AAAAAAAAHbM/3mEHP6BKV9o/s400/IMG_1438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360179450697807730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmMw7aD0uDI/AAAAAAAAHb0/y4t3YTYZKDI/s400/6140_104529237285_677492285_2216927_7554526_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360181778666797106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmMywgSyEKI/AAAAAAAAHb8/J6JX6woOD8g/s400/IMG_1644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360183790384844962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yinlue for late lunch and when B came, she left for dinner with her family.&lt;br /&gt;Hugged b tightly today coz I missed him a lot. But he did something disappointing again. Anw I left early because I was feeling tired. Goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Ripped's.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The teacher calls on you in class, but you haven't been paying attention, and the first thing that you blurt out is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Huh what thing .--&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What do you really think about where you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Bus stops to the places like town bugis is within reach, mrt is within sight and the best thing is probably many of my close ones stay near me. Breakfast/lunch/dinner anytime. :D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.You're writing an essay for class, but you're listening to music, so you accidentally end up typing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I will put my feelings into it manz.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fall and break your arm, you scream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Arghhh pua san kar&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should get a bumper sticker that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE E.T. :D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While high, you like to scream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;@#$@#$@$@#$@$Kan-ni-no-nei@$#@#$@#$#@&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say when you come home after a long trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hey look at whose back? :D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You friend says she's got tickets to see your favourite band in concert, you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Kia ~&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were your brother/sister's first words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could make up a new country, part of your national anthem would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Macain rock high (;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mom tells you shes pregnant what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I dont like to have siblings! I dont want you to divide the love.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good quote to put on your bedroom wall would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;When you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for a long time in the first place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asks you what you're doing, and you reply with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I am busy now, ttyl.. Shhh :X&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you spend so much time on the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Many things to check ah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your little cousin just won't stop bugging you, so you turn to him/her and shout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hey you! (loud voice) go there play k ( soft voice) Winks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, you had trouble going to sleep because these words kept going through your mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Can I get up by 12pm tmr?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your grandmother's secret tattoo say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Love my granddaughter most. :)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that your crush isn't your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;We like us now, its almost the same as in a r/s :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling like shit, and a friend asks you what's wrong, so you turn to him/her and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wait, dont talk to me first. (give fed up face)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkkk, I am going to prepare to go out alr.... And thanks lonlon for helping to change my blog songs. Much love, :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5178096415578599214?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5178096415578599214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5178096415578599214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5178096415578599214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5178096415578599214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/rippeds.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmMuz5sw93I/AAAAAAAAHbM/3mEHP6BKV9o/s72-c/IMG_1438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-9029461130378296599</id><published>2009-07-18T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:46:07.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I like us now'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Those good times we once shared, I did not forget them.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is your definition of true friends? I believe everyone has at least 1 or 2 friends whom they can trust and rely on when times get bad. They say "nothing lasts forever", which is normally used to determine relationships. Does it applies to friendship as well? I can say after secondary life, most of us are bound to go seperate ways. But how will it be for us by then? I really do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are really important, agree? So after that particular incident, I promised to really treasure every single one by my side. But bizarre as it is, it doesn't applies always. Or rather I would say I did not do it 10/10 due to one reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I did it 9/10, which is something I am proud of. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;LYL, &lt;3&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIeZ8d61jI/AAAAAAAAHZk/fYB0iqo2rak/s400/6140_104227027285_677492285_2211603_1007023_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359879937601492530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIeZjbBqRI/AAAAAAAAHZc/jMo3sUCqjRc/s400/6140_104227022285_677492285_2211602_853368_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359879930878470418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIeZZPEKWI/AAAAAAAAHZU/wzUcjjEpJts/s400/6140_104227017285_677492285_2211601_4740863_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359879928143948130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different schools we may be, meeting once in a blue moon, seldom contacting when we are both busy with our stuffs, but look at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIeZLW3xGI/AAAAAAAAHZM/GUpkD9PAHlQ/s400/6140_104227012285_677492285_2211600_5665960_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359879924418593890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How close we are still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIeY4hpNvI/AAAAAAAAHZE/c10rznIivYk/s400/6140_104227007285_677492285_2211599_6806299_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359879919363503858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call, a true friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIgeN9rO7I/AAAAAAAAHZ8/q5jk6o3i6_c/s400/6140_104227087285_677492285_2211613_8094788_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359882210040822706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;B&gt;us&lt;/b&gt; to stay like this always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIgeNsJyKI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/LKlrwgeRvPo/s400/6140_104227067285_677492285_2211610_228550_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359882209967327394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Love. You. Mommah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIgd22fHxI/AAAAAAAAHZs/_X6r1bD3c7I/s400/6140_104227032285_677492285_2211604_404988_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359882203836653330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only 3/4 of the pictures taken. Its with Yinlue (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jerome Chanel's 18th Birthday Party.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun during the group sessions (: Its sucha a pity that there's no pictures to describe how nice the place were and how friendly the people over there was. In any case, it was a wonderful 18th birthday of Jerome's. I hope he's enjoying himself at the bar now... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIiJyvfMvI/AAAAAAAAHak/GPWrbonKP-k/s400/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359884058159428338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIiJpVo27I/AAAAAAAAHac/bSvJvtlbu3g/s400/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359884055635090354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIiJXbvmRI/AAAAAAAAHaU/yxlRGwX1oE8/s400/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359884050828859666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIiJLuV4NI/AAAAAAAAHaM/lroLEW7eUWI/s400/DSC00847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359884047685640402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIiI5OAT6I/AAAAAAAAHaE/Kwjg9kSF3ss/s400/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359884042718171042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to go... they are with Candy. Shall upload them together all together once I rec'd it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I went back home after the party whereas Candy went to Zirca. Enjoy yourself Tang, :D I showered and went online to chat with b &amp; some others.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he's getting cuter man :B. Love you b! :)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-9029461130378296599?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/9029461130378296599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=9029461130378296599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/9029461130378296599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/9029461130378296599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/those-good-times-we-once-shared-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmIeZ8d61jI/AAAAAAAAHZk/fYB0iqo2rak/s72-c/6140_104227027285_677492285_2211603_1007023_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7389594007162705683</id><published>2009-07-18T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T04:49:44.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Get well soon S.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;RANDOM&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmG2fBmOjkI/AAAAAAAAHY0/l6MNpSwlg0I/s400/090309_073731.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359765675668573762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmG2e-t2ayI/AAAAAAAAHYs/ZqmOWHH6-bY/s400/090309_074049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359765674895239970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmG2eYssoRI/AAAAAAAAHYk/ZOR6dny3drQ/s400/DSC05214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359765664689856786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmG1IC3G7LI/AAAAAAAAHYU/I6_9ja7K_U8/s400/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359764181359193266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmG1HwAEOhI/AAAAAAAAHYM/-oaraktkV2U/s400/5369_122483231410_647186410_3563109_737481_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359764176296491538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmGzLSZsNsI/AAAAAAAAHYE/UBH0EvSngfg/s400/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359762038047127234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmGzK09_RwI/AAAAAAAAHX8/gHMshcuRH2w/s400/DSC00756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359762030146307842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, Happy 18th birthday to Jerome Chanel, one of my heart-to-heart talker. (: We are so gonna enjoy the night later on at the club you've booked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its a Sat night. Have fun earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was chatting with E on msn just now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;In the midst of the conversation,&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: i am going out soon alr.&lt;br /&gt;C: oh where to? &lt;br /&gt;E: Oh TOWNNNNN :D&lt;br /&gt;C: with?&lt;br /&gt;E: she her she her oh&lt;br /&gt;C: Who who who&lt;br /&gt;E: u dont know 1 ...&lt;br /&gt;C: k (feeling sour but kept quiet)&lt;br /&gt;E: no ah kidding its she her her she &lt;B&gt;him&lt;/B&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;C: k (awwww but kept quiet again)&lt;br /&gt;E: you dont mind right ?&lt;br /&gt;C: suits you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;a 5 min pause interval.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: b i go off first. -Nudge-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Bye (Shattered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: i going with she her she him&lt;br /&gt;she = my mom&lt;br /&gt;her = my sis&lt;br /&gt;she = my twin&lt;br /&gt;him = my dad&lt;br /&gt;((: text u later k .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: HAHAHA OK BYEBYE enjoy eh (L) (whahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: atually i wanted to watch movie with you .&lt;br /&gt; the haunted shit show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Its okay, watch it other day instead then :D Next week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahha cute siah ~ alright, imma prepare now. drink, drank, &lt;S&gt;drunk&lt;/S&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7389594007162705683?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7389594007162705683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7389594007162705683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7389594007162705683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7389594007162705683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-first-and-foremost-happy-18th.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SmG2fBmOjkI/AAAAAAAAHY0/l6MNpSwlg0I/s72-c/090309_073731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8060115291839126280</id><published>2009-07-17T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:13:26.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Edited @ 11.54pm.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promised b to reach home before 11pm and I did as promised. So the day was so simple like this. I went over Jasper's condo and waited for the threesomes to finish swimming while Bertram and I slacked before I went back home sweet home. I just got out of the bathroom. Oh ya and I didnt get to meet Shena as arranged today. Sucha pity. Its a freaking friday night and its rare seeing me online at such timing, yes? But its all worthwhile because I wont want b to worry for me when I'm outside... (L) He's mine for the the whole of tonight online. Me. Luv. (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today someone tried to foresee me either using a magic crystal (lol) or "made-up stories" of her own. How amusing, when I had someone like you saying things like this. Anyway, please mind your own words next time because this time you're just so lucky to have him as your friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is fucking clear enough for you huh, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;What a shame, so educated for what?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8060115291839126280?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8060115291839126280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8060115291839126280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8060115291839126280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8060115291839126280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-and-today-someone-tried-to-foresee.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6401632522437764726</id><published>2009-07-16T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:11:07.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didnt attend school today again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you fill this out without lying?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sweets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone who's name starts with S?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;My ex boyfriend, Shiwei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Inside the cab on the way to Plaza.S.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you rode in a car with under the age of 20?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;A*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you play guitar hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name someone that made you laugh today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jasper. "So near only eh!" HAHA.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Around 4++ am. Cant get to sleep and at the same time, was texting with E all the time.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Maybe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yeah (:.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friends lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Many many close friends stays near me.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, because I am still in contact with most of my ex's. Some ark ka liao one :D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling or texting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Depends on the situation.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do u feel about dr pepper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;? nv tried before.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried really hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;3 months ago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your father right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Driving, should be reaching home anytime.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;My bedroom.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bed did you sleep in last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;What a question.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who took your profile picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Me, myself, I. ^^&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Hmm, helping strangers to take&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was yesterday better than today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you live a day without TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yeah.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad about anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;That cute guy in the show 'Boys over flowers'? Aha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were extremely disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Just yesterday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Dont think so? I dont steal, rob, smoke, take drugs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night out or night in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Night out! Coz people whom I mixed around with are all night out's peepo.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Phone, cash.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you share a drink with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;H1N1 now&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;-&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the last text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No ah... loveyou! You know it best, no? you go home rest after orchard and not not anywhere else okayyy ..,,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel now about your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Don't feel like going to school, study sux&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yeah&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to look in your inbox, what would we find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E's, Ber Jasper's msges in the first five&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Obviously will&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever called you perfect before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I would have pretended that I heard nothing for its fake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone knocks on your window at 2am, who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have kids before you’re 30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes else I become wang lian po lo&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you have to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Town most probably. Movie with the big group&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep on your side, stomach, or back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Only right side and back. Cos dad says "you dont press your heart on the left side while ure sleeping" ^.^&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think too much or too little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Too much at times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your last missed call on your Mobile phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Bertram ah.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whens the next time you will see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Tmr.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the quiz is imcomplete but im currently pressed for time. Going out again.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6401632522437764726?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6401632522437764726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6401632522437764726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6401632522437764726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6401632522437764726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-didnt-attend-school-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8130550655972068061</id><published>2009-07-15T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:12:32.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Tagged by my beloved girlfriend and I am so gonna do it :).&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Was at home sleeping all the way.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I cant remember now. Always failed to watch movie, ):&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Is laughing considered as smiling? =/&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Do you always answer your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yeah, my phone's always by me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Most probably would be E. But it could be Sebast, Vegas, B, or any usual night &lt;br /&gt;birds to ask me where I am :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Grey. Grey. Grey.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) what flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wth is that...?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you own a digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, with mom most of the time.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have you ever had a pet fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Errr, nope.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I dont know the tittle. I only know it goes like this: "i wish you a merry christmas, i wish you a merry christmas and a happy new year..." (lol)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's on your wish list for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Book a club and ask all my ka kias come and party like a rock star (;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Can ah, girls' style what's so hard..&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Can you do a chin up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Oh.Man. I think guys should do this quiz.. so that they can hao lian how many push-ups and chin up. hahahhaha&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Does the future make you more nervous or excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, wondering which type of guy I am going to marry with. ^^&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have any saved texts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, even my drafts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Ever been in a car wreck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you have an accent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;For english, must slightly step one. For thai language, it comes naturally. Right Vegas? Hehe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What is the last song to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Songs only make me stronger because I am the one to choose the song.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Plans tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Text E all the way (1.46am now)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Only family problems is capable of crashing me down.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Name 3 things you bought in the last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;New converse shuz, Chanel Foundation, 1 set of Moschino Perfume&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever been given roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yup, inserts many hearts over here. i.like.roses (;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wth is he doing right now that he didnt reply me ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Current hate right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;B.tichxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Met someone who changed your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;None.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) How did you bring in the New Year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Enjoyed the 4 days a lot with friends, done many things. i cant possibly list all here..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) What song represents you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Not the best yet.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What were you doing at 12 AM last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;On the phone.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt; Have he reached home yet?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school lately simply because of the reason of coming home early in the morning every day. I couldn't get up for school and even if I do, I bet I would be sleeping in class. Plaza everyday like lifeless only... No choice, people I meet would always tell me Plaza ah, or Plaza first ah. Machaim check point siah =/ I neglected my prorities (studies) tremendously and I've spent a lot of money ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sl4SY2pR25I/AAAAAAAAHX0/gdcN3yDwDUg/s400/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740824812280722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sl23_1lXB7I/AAAAAAAAHXc/VIxn-JlsHHU/s400/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358641438984177586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sl23_n7SpxI/AAAAAAAAHXU/HfUdPR7kN4k/s400/DSC00665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358641435318069010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sl24AmD1KRI/AAAAAAAAHXs/MsksBRmwIfg/s400/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358641451996883218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, thanks for the concern manz and for reprimanding me of skipping school without valid reason. :O You'll see me probably tmr or Fri, I'll be back as promised. And as for Bei-er, without my surveillance, I bet he must be rejoiced. He know I know ah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to meet E now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8130550655972068061?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8130550655972068061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8130550655972068061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8130550655972068061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8130550655972068061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/rush-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sl4SY2pR25I/AAAAAAAAHX0/gdcN3yDwDUg/s72-c/DSC00748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2169805871339804199</id><published>2009-07-07T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:46:28.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From now on, you can't tell lies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back six months ago, were you single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I was in a platonic love relationship all these while.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;My phone.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't care, do you mean it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Most of the times, I don't mean it.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Holiday mood still.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something wrong right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, for not studying and coming online on a Tue.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No, waste my time only.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I am contented with whatever I have, people don't bring me down (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to start over with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Would like, but in a midst of confusion.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know if anyone likes you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No, I am on v good terms with most guys I am in contact with.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Of coz. No one knows how I feel deep down, not even one.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Study SS for tmr's test, do maths revision 4.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love or 1 billion bucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;1 billion bucks. There's no true love based on my 16 years of life.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you would change about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Don't be so generous like nobody's business cos you will be treated upon as an ATM._. Don't be soft-hearted ah girl.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to get a tattoo, where and what do you get ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Neck, my name coloured with specific tribles. Diagonal star-shaped on my ankle, coloured as well.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you cry right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yeah, I can control my emotions pretty well.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think about stuff and start crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No, I don't. One of my principle: Accept the fact and fuck the rest.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;All the time, unless you are the sort of person who I am aiming at.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you okay with the life you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Everything except studies. I've not been studying lately.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you told a secret to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Forgot what is secret to others.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yeah, best from E* :).&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe true love can conquer anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No, I still have my parents and sister to love.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Weeks ago. I cried because I was too angry, yup.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money did you spend today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;9 bucks. Not considering later when I am going to meet Beier.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the last person you IM'd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Ang bobo.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something you really want right now, be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;To gain back my motivation, I need it badly. 3 more months.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about your hair right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I fucking love my hair colour - brownish with a lil of red and golden under the sun. But ill fucking love my hairstyle and colour after O's even more (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sacrificed my tv time and went to meet E.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive a friend for telling your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;No, an eye for an eye. I would spill out yours as well and I make sure there're more than enough people on your hate list.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone that makes you happy every time you speak with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Vegas, esp. when playing cards. (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you said you were fine and you really weren't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Wow, long ago lo.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, its Shuling's happy 17th birthday today. Hope she's enjoying herself now, :D And mom, please take care of yourself very much when you're in Thailand alr.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's birthday is coming up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jerome! :D He booked the whole club and I'm so gonna enjoy that night, ^^.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy when you woke up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, a brand new day starts.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one emotion you are feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Tired.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, easy like abc. Provided if I do not bear any grudge towards you. I can be your good friend in just one night (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever cheated on someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Yes, 3. But we are very good friends right now still :)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to send you a text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E luv. Telling me that he just woke up.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2169805871339804199?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2169805871339804199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2169805871339804199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2169805871339804199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2169805871339804199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-now-on-you-cant-tell-lies-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5669112503332697275</id><published>2009-07-06T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:12:28.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;You and I,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club last night was a flop. It brought about huge disappointment to all of us. We did not enjoyed even a single bit of the whole event except for the last part at Barnone. All of us were like whining babies who just cannot stop complaning about how bad the music were, how soft it was, how sucked the event was. The conclusion is: &lt;b&gt;Wont go to that club anymore.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;B&gt;I dont look nice in all the pictures. Perspiring all over--&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00604-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00604-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun at the later part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00606-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00606-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00582.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00582.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event ended at 3am. Vegas, Qixian, Shena, Mageline, Foongsze, Dieter, Shiwei and his friends, Jerome, Vincent and his friends, E and I took different cabs down to Lengkok Bahru for supper. Slacked and talked about nonsensical things. It really made my sides aches, and I just cannot stop laughing, causing everyone to laugh as well. =x Aftermath, all went seperate ways @ 5am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over Qijie's place with his bro and Ahbear. This time round, I made it up because I agreed to meet them the other day but did not turned up. I swear the part over at his place playing cards was damn fun. Out of so many games, I lost the least times and hence I only got slapped once. Vegas and Ahbear were the sore losers this time round!! They were going to lose and they attempted to end the game in a ethical way. I slapped them like shiok only~~ HAHAHAHHA. Cos they lose, loses, lost. (; FUN SIAH, SERIOUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;This in interesting. Techtonik king, whose to be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00599-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00599-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00594.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00594.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00587.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00589-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00589-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still more to go. Shall upload them once I rec'd them from Rino. Imma prepare and head out now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;We were both the same kind of people with the same kind of feelings, no wonder it keeps coming back...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5669112503332697275?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5669112503332697275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5669112503332697275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5669112503332697275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5669112503332697275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-and-i-i-dont-look-nice-in-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8195492290111130365</id><published>2009-07-05T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T04:09:03.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Shuling's advanced birthday celebration,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while since we all gathered as one whole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=P04-07-09_2000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/P04-07-09_2000.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went CineLeisure to take neoprints, followed by Suntec for Aston's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00541.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00541.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00542.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00546.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00546.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00537.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00537.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=5369_122470931410_647186410_3563008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/5369_122470931410_647186410_3563008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=5369_122470936410_647186410_3563009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/5369_122470936410_647186410_3563009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=5369_122470941410_647186410_3563010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/5369_122470941410_647186410_3563010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has never been a key factor for us. Come what may, we love each other long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8195492290111130365?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8195492290111130365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8195492290111130365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8195492290111130365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8195492290111130365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-shulings-advanced.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3681529939730194733</id><published>2009-07-03T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T04:49:35.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School days are really tiring....I'm always lacking of sleep though I've slept more than average. I promised myself, a fruitful weekend for the next 3 days.. Stay tune... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3681529939730194733?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3681529939730194733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3681529939730194733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3681529939730194733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3681529939730194733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-days-are-really-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7364513463817722352</id><published>2009-06-28T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:39:17.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;You'll get your just desserts,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday wasn't at all a nice day, rather I find it a seriously fucked up day. &lt;I&gt;Worst day ever in 2009. (?)&lt;/I&gt; Thus, I won't elaborate so much in the first part of the day. Not worth occupying my space here. As the sayings goes "Good things come to an end", I believe in the vice versa version too. Things got better in the later part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ZIRCA initially but we changed our mind due to some reasons. &lt;B&gt;We should have gone Zirca.&lt;/B&gt; Was at Redhill with the usuals. Aftermath, abc with Qijie Qixian Shena Sebest. Played games and all. Cabbed over Sterling to meet Kailong, Betram, E. Then home this morning @ 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Vegas Qijie in his home! HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTgSjAMfI/AAAAAAAAHVs/8YWYeuhwQPg/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTgSjAMfI/AAAAAAAAHVs/8YWYeuhwQPg/s400/DSC00471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352338496352694770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTgKuTQYI/AAAAAAAAHVk/Sy2LoJT82yU/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTgKuTQYI/AAAAAAAAHVk/Sy2LoJT82yU/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352338494252597634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTfxOKKBI/AAAAAAAAHVc/j_09LAw_NYI/s1600-h/DSC00467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTfxOKKBI/AAAAAAAAHVc/j_09LAw_NYI/s400/DSC00467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352338487406897170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS1MPXXeI/AAAAAAAAHVU/MwkJnxV9nyA/s1600-h/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS1MPXXeI/AAAAAAAAHVU/MwkJnxV9nyA/s400/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352337755925339618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0-dAj5I/AAAAAAAAHVM/9691qw0UmK4/s1600-h/DSC00465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0-dAj5I/AAAAAAAAHVM/9691qw0UmK4/s400/DSC00465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352337752224468882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0ps3g_I/AAAAAAAAHVE/2vXMu_68frs/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0ps3g_I/AAAAAAAAHVE/2vXMu_68frs/s400/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352337746653840370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0eHFjnI/AAAAAAAAHU8/tBXFjcNQhAE/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0eHFjnI/AAAAAAAAHU8/tBXFjcNQhAE/s400/DSC00459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352337743542586994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0JDn6cI/AAAAAAAAHU0/qHLnicw8pPc/s1600-h/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdS0JDn6cI/AAAAAAAAHU0/qHLnicw8pPc/s400/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352337737890916802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was my skills? :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdUv1cHaUI/AAAAAAAAHWE/4-MUywxYiCc/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdUv1cHaUI/AAAAAAAAHWE/4-MUywxYiCc/s400/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352339862928714050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdUvsGLAQI/AAAAAAAAHV8/QyEkCplQ1E0/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdUvsGLAQI/AAAAAAAAHV8/QyEkCplQ1E0/s400/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352339860420755714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdUvoFd7zI/AAAAAAAAHV0/mZQk7u3iDqc/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdUvoFd7zI/AAAAAAAAHV0/mZQk7u3iDqc/s400/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352339859344060210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I wont be blogging that often anymore as I'm trying my best to recover for all the time I'd lost. I've pragmatically lost all the time given during the holidays. Neway there's nothing much to blog about for school days. But on sat and sun I will. :D Fb, friendster or whatever shitzzz wont be frequent alr. Awww. miss you guys .haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to see what you'd deserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7364513463817722352?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7364513463817722352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7364513463817722352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7364513463817722352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7364513463817722352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/youll-get-your-just-desserts-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkdTgSjAMfI/AAAAAAAAHVs/8YWYeuhwQPg/s72-c/DSC00471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2767147258109752366</id><published>2009-06-26T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:56:49.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forget'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;So much more beautiful (?),&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was caught in between the choice of St. James and Chalet last night. I was in a dilemma. Both are equally wanted for. I asked many of my friends for decision-making. Some were very hesistant about it some said chalet better blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But eventually I went for both! I met Vegas Qijie, Qixian, Shena, Sebastian to St. James to meet up with some other friends. Met many over there (expected). The club was great, wasn't squeezy and the music was nice. Club ended at 3am, then Magdeline Foongsze girl Pris and I cabbed to Pasri Ris Chalet. We had fun ah siah though it was just plain playing and slacking around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue pink white on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPEUSi9I/AAAAAAAAHSk/YpvZBhaZOiA/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPEUSi9I/AAAAAAAAHSk/YpvZBhaZOiA/s400/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351596030126361554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwQUd3pWI/AAAAAAAAHTE/hKxlou11DjU/s1600-h/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwQUd3pWI/AAAAAAAAHTE/hKxlou11DjU/s400/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351596051641378146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPyfRCaI/AAAAAAAAHS8/nXkvGU4zzvg/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPyfRCaI/AAAAAAAAHS8/nXkvGU4zzvg/s400/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351596042520431010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPlhS5TI/AAAAAAAAHS0/70nBlPZKzRE/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPlhS5TI/AAAAAAAAHS0/70nBlPZKzRE/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351596039039280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPWL2fyI/AAAAAAAAHSs/XpWrMhzqmMg/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPWL2fyI/AAAAAAAAHSs/XpWrMhzqmMg/s400/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351596034922807074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyEmPcJtI/AAAAAAAAHTs/CgRB2OXq-rY/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyEmPcJtI/AAAAAAAAHTs/CgRB2OXq-rY/s400/DSC00420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351598049277519570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyEYaDxaI/AAAAAAAAHTk/OXJZrq22nJw/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyEYaDxaI/AAAAAAAAHTk/OXJZrq22nJw/s400/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351598045563962786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyEAixQRI/AAAAAAAAHTc/1auF6SM1jwM/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyEAixQRI/AAAAAAAAHTc/1auF6SM1jwM/s400/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351598039158046994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyD4hvwSI/AAAAAAAAHTU/jx-y2R9pwOM/s1600-h/DSC00410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyD4hvwSI/AAAAAAAAHTU/jx-y2R9pwOM/s400/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351598037006270754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyDVTiUVI/AAAAAAAAHTM/2pw-odOAjtY/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSyDVTiUVI/AAAAAAAAHTM/2pw-odOAjtY/s400/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351598027551428946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzvLtLDQI/AAAAAAAAHUU/A4hK9m-a2YE/s1600-h/DSC00428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzvLtLDQI/AAAAAAAAHUU/A4hK9m-a2YE/s400/DSC00428.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351599880400473346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzu5s7ycI/AAAAAAAAHUM/Wg_WykohxZA/s1600-h/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzu5s7ycI/AAAAAAAAHUM/Wg_WykohxZA/s400/DSC00427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351599875567634882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzulbK33I/AAAAAAAAHUE/U0rciS1M2wI/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzulbK33I/AAAAAAAAHUE/U0rciS1M2wI/s400/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351599870124416882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzueEiTEI/AAAAAAAAHT8/RthMHKqNZbc/s1600-h/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzueEiTEI/AAAAAAAAHT8/RthMHKqNZbc/s400/DSC00422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351599868150434882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzuKRL1wI/AAAAAAAAHT0/1dWqzHlAFpA/s1600-h/DSC00421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSzuKRL1wI/AAAAAAAAHT0/1dWqzHlAFpA/s400/DSC00421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351599862834779906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed into 'I Love NY' tee upon reaching chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkS07z8ddPI/AAAAAAAAHUs/EgpWkxxfB6w/s1600-h/DSC00435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkS07z8ddPI/AAAAAAAAHUs/EgpWkxxfB6w/s400/DSC00435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351601196872070386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkS07w-BLaI/AAAAAAAAHUk/FOZVFy562MI/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkS07w-BLaI/AAAAAAAAHUk/FOZVFy562MI/s400/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351601196073299362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkS07os2VeI/AAAAAAAAHUc/KSNcn15iudk/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkS07os2VeI/AAAAAAAAHUc/KSNcn15iudk/s400/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351601193853801954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other pix in Mag's cam, go to her blog for viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been ages since I last met Foongsze daughterrrr. (?) Thought she had changed a lot these past few months, but in deep, she's still nice and not that bad as expected. Lets meet up for study-sessions soon manz! I teach you chem, :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw I don't think I'll be blogging so often with already or rather with pixx. School's reopening soon, kan phua sianzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I promised you to only club when you are with me. I went ystd because I find it a total waste of time if I were to go down to the chalet first. And Qijie says that you will be joining us later. So i thought I should just meet you there. But instead..., it became my fault for breaking my promise. P.S: I danced with Qijie, Sebastian, JJ, nobody else. (for guys)&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.., drop it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2767147258109752366?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2767147258109752366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2767147258109752366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2767147258109752366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2767147258109752366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-much-more-beautiful-at-first-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkSwPEUSi9I/AAAAAAAAHSk/YpvZBhaZOiA/s72-c/DSC00391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5091271504155297523</id><published>2009-06-25T02:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:24:40.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Thinking of you,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, I am back from Kelvin's chalet. I'm not really drained out now, rather I am kinda energetic still now but I really need to sleep to replenish my energy for later.&lt;br /&gt;Option 1: Meet qijie that group to St. James. &lt;br /&gt;Option 2: Go back chalet for bbq. &lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Today confirm toning ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now more picx talk less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLVc-qQLmI/AAAAAAAAHRE/YVqVY-sK_ig/s400/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351074001102843490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLVcSnbo0I/AAAAAAAAHQ8/Et4nIvsfkCk/s400/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351073989279851330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLVcF8SbhI/AAAAAAAAHQ0/Vb_ZY9hJCj4/s400/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351073985877667346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLUbPq5C-I/AAAAAAAAHQc/O-jcrVhwzMQ/s400/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072871797558242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLUaopFqgI/AAAAAAAAHQM/3NKERfAOBWI/s400/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072861321013762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLVdGlXk3I/AAAAAAAAHRM/AX_IYta4CBc/s400/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351074003229840242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLUaBG2IJI/AAAAAAAAHQE/EGKoap1Hnto/s400/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351072850708406418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLXGEVq7II/AAAAAAAAHR0/dNlrlOQgKK4/s400/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351075806513392770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLXF_N6v4I/AAAAAAAAHRs/rqiPv9hmWu4/s400/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351075805138698114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLXFuUexzI/AAAAAAAAHRk/dsx0jZaEhfM/s400/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351075800602822450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLXFE9PjrI/AAAAAAAAHRc/PxNeC8J0_9A/s400/DSC00332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351075789499502258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLXEwZLtiI/AAAAAAAAHRU/pircAU__69I/s400/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351075783979546146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raw . tipsy . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLYNAKeXaI/AAAAAAAAHSU/nRPQd_p8DIg/s400/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077025163402658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLYM07rROI/AAAAAAAAHSM/oMFcqJ3F0Sk/s400/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077022148543714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLYMuV7_aI/AAAAAAAAHSE/Xb_00hOVIGE/s400/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077020379643298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLYMWQ4xEI/AAAAAAAAHR8/hPxWYvLBRgs/s400/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351077013916009538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha anw didnt expect the girls in the chalet to know so much about me. totally astounded about it when they asked me about it. some said they heard it from hostel friends some reads my blog? tag my blog and let me that you are reading my blog ah (: nice to meet you all anw friendly people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight earthlings goodnight b. thx for sending me home with a peck on my zheek.__. and i luv you for daoing me all the way at the chalet lolol lil cunt,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5091271504155297523?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5091271504155297523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5091271504155297523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5091271504155297523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5091271504155297523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-of-you-early-in-morning-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkLVc-qQLmI/AAAAAAAAHRE/YVqVY-sK_ig/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7152739517580017398</id><published>2009-06-24T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T01:18:04.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I wanna take a ride on your disco stick,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of people ystd over at Cine! I swear it was a real fruitful day for me, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waihong, Junjie, Gerald, Nicholas Kang, Yongseng, Weiyang, Siti and her friends, Weijie, his bro, E, Jasper, Kailong, Apple, Ruchin, Peihui, Ruting and their friends. I think I left out some but I'm currently pressed for time so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHebKnhFKI/AAAAAAAAHPk/EG9vHzdjQ3s/s400/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350802390580794530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme: White &amp; Black.(Unplanned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHea81TCTI/AAAAAAAAHPc/-v-bQxrjz44/s400/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350802386880497970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHeaQl0eFI/AAAAAAAAHPU/G3zgIpMa3kg/s400/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350802375004420178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHf0e0nZUI/AAAAAAAAHP8/kHfqMQvff1A/s400/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350803925012800834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHeaF8-oWI/AAAAAAAAHPM/s5KRYC9dSbE/s400/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350802372148765026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHeZ2IYaLI/AAAAAAAAHPE/a1EVG2apORY/s400/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350802367901624498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Where's Katie in the pict?..&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I GOING OUT NOW. Wow I havent got enough sleep manzz. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7152739517580017398?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7152739517580017398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7152739517580017398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7152739517580017398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7152739517580017398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-take-ride-on-your-disco-stick-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkHebKnhFKI/AAAAAAAAHPk/EG9vHzdjQ3s/s72-c/DSC00304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3831553714320256797</id><published>2009-06-23T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:25:37.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Whatever it takes,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To redhill to meet Nette and Adele for a short while &gt; Jesselyn Marcus Kok long after that &gt; Left and met Qijie Qixian Shena Shiwei &gt; Off to Bugis to watch 'Ghosts Of Girlfriends Past' &gt; Slept in the theatre for 20 mins (fatigue took over me) &gt; No idea of the whole movie &gt; Back to Redhill to meet Jasper &gt; Nice time with him serious &gt; Home @ 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCLN6guj7I/AAAAAAAAHOU/MInmaBfAVTQ/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350429428477235122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCLNIIJdMI/AAAAAAAAHOE/CHwoeO_2F3o/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350429414952367298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCLNRFNaPI/AAAAAAAAHOM/Cob1_twshwk/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350429417355962610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCLM2qgeXI/AAAAAAAAHN8/NnMrWok8-ps/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350429410264643954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCPBWd855I/AAAAAAAAHO0/XEXrDisnaH0/s400/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350433610689996690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCPBNhPuqI/AAAAAAAAHOs/idQMa2LKvCQ/s400/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350433608287894178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCPAk_STPI/AAAAAAAAHOk/H8mOJi95EW0/s400/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350433597408038130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;B&gt;mine&lt;/B&gt; Vegas Qijie, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCPBuFcOqI/AAAAAAAAHO8/90ZQ-xDNi24/s400/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350433617029642914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, Happy Birthday Peihui! We may not meet up every now and then but you know it at best, I cherished you as one of my good friends very much. No hard feelings, no lies. We will be good, be it now or later. Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3831553714320256797?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3831553714320256797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3831553714320256797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3831553714320256797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3831553714320256797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/whatever-it-takes-home-2am.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SkCLN6guj7I/AAAAAAAAHOU/MInmaBfAVTQ/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5257264668718387591</id><published>2009-06-22T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:39:07.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj88jq1s7CI/AAAAAAAAHNE/Dx4VX2UrKN4/s400/DSC00160-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350061465832057890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/DSC00168-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj88kTxy-sI/AAAAAAAAHNU/yKmNrxb3o1Y/s400/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350061476821531330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj9AiyfTd9I/AAAAAAAAHNs/K1xijMnBw84/s400/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350065848752240594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj9AiXH_DMI/AAAAAAAAHNk/Q0BeyNR8X6c/s400/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350065841406676162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj88kJKDb7I/AAAAAAAAHNM/J9WPn31KMy0/s400/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350061473970483122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Great day out with Shena and JJ.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I slept for a mere 2/3 hours only for the whole night. Night life all the way and I really hate this manz. Luckily holidays' ending and I have an excuse to stop all these nightlife stuffs. Not yet, I can control my spending in a more pragmatic way too. Hundreds and hundreds spent just like that, tell me, am I doing the right thing for my parents? I haven't been studying at all and am feeling very guilty about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I am going out. Tired but still must tahan, today is monday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I detest girls like you whose always trying to earn close relationships with every single particular guy when you already had a boyf Like WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;/B&gt; You know its you cos you read my blog. I saw you on Nuffang dont act blur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5257264668718387591?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5257264668718387591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5257264668718387591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5257264668718387591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5257264668718387591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-day-out-with-shena-and-jj.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj88jq1s7CI/AAAAAAAAHNE/Dx4VX2UrKN4/s72-c/DSC00160-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1992814059709829924</id><published>2009-06-20T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:40:49.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Happy girl happy :D,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0al2fW-6I/AAAAAAAAHLk/3WiEuAor_y0/s400/090612_100007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349461169970543522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Precious gems.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a little surprising that I came back home @ 1am for this is the earliest ever. Okay, assy and the rest are @ club Zirca now. Today is legal age and they managed to scape through those spot-checks. Oh and I weren't with them because I promised E not to. Though its really tempting, ZIRCA leh. But no, for my darling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this are taken at East Coast Park, Ahtin's birthday celebration ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0amGTvSaI/AAAAAAAAHLs/k9dhxNf5v1I/s400/090612_095846.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349461174216772002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0allR_isI/AAAAAAAAHLc/FkLwI8i4_V4/s400/090612_100218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349461165351078594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0alKLXTZI/AAAAAAAAHLU/pd5L120ICok/s400/090612_122301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349461158075518354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0akpAyh9I/AAAAAAAAHLM/GOOluIvyLDI/s400/090612_122122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349461149172795346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0bfjuyGdI/AAAAAAAAHMM/_La1Hgyoko0/s400/090612_080812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349462161367374290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0bfMbVbhI/AAAAAAAAHME/HYTsFlnqBFg/s400/090612_095543.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349462155111788050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0bfA2WviI/AAAAAAAAHL8/3iWjJMVCS1k/s400/090612_095753.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349462152003894818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0be1zvmAI/AAAAAAAAHL0/8-6fUYbKaos/s400/090612_100049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349462149040150530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0cX8IIW0I/AAAAAAAAHMU/iJtvLsZhuEs/s400/090612_095710.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349463129988815682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a veryyyy busy woman. Sorry for not attending your birthday celebration, Melvin! I am truly sorry, ): I know I'd missed out a lot of fun because I recieved many calls asking why didnt I attend and so on... I promised to make it up as soon as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0ee2cT_7I/AAAAAAAAHM0/ndib7EXKV-M/s400/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465447745191858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0eeg7d0fI/AAAAAAAAHMs/vKmK9c3S32U/s400/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465441970278898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0eeZJqvwI/AAAAAAAAHMk/QLybXD52n5c/s400/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465439882362626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0eeOOcMzI/AAAAAAAAHMc/pTDmEgvrdMU/s400/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465436949590834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so freaking exhausted now and I am going to seize this hard to come by chance to sleep early!!! Good nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I quitted studying this holiday. Sorry to reject all study sessions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1992814059709829924?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1992814059709829924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1992814059709829924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1992814059709829924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1992814059709829924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-girl-happy-d-precious-gems.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sj0al2fW-6I/AAAAAAAAHLk/3WiEuAor_y0/s72-c/090612_100007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-619555501121532949</id><published>2009-06-20T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T04:21:11.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Daily routine.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As early as 9am, we wanted to catch a movie but the earliest slot was 11am. How crazy can we be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjzEUIaop3I/AAAAAAAAHLE/YBHkoDvVaSE/s400/IMG_3342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349366307544934258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjzET73Cp1I/AAAAAAAAHK8/wecc6ao-Pvg/s400/IMG_3344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349366304174417746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjzETheE-qI/AAAAAAAAHK0/yEL1hUoPH_E/s400/IMG_3347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349366297090390690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjzETJCuQ0I/AAAAAAAAHKs/eF0hQCh_YoM/s400/WebCam_20090618_0736(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349366290533204802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I like Korea because of you,&lt;br /&gt;I like Indonesia because of you.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Its you, you and you.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I goes out late at night, comes back home early in the morning, sleeps all the way until 4pm (normally). Everyday is like the same. I just suffered from a monstratic headache few days back, but fortunately I took pana and the pain gone away soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays most of my friends are under the weather. Be in the pink soon people, esp. Katie and Naomi! Don't spend consecutive late nights outside (oh, am I talking to myself as well?) :D Alrighty I am going to bugis to meet my dearest assy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss E okay. Today I am forsaking club PLAY because of him, willingly. Take good care of yourself at Malaysia! FASTER day's over. Love you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-619555501121532949?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/619555501121532949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=619555501121532949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/619555501121532949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/619555501121532949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/daily-routine.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjzEUIaop3I/AAAAAAAAHLE/YBHkoDvVaSE/s72-c/IMG_3342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5095968373102469879</id><published>2009-06-17T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:23:49.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JJ AND LYNLYN SAYS GOODNIGHT'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S: This post should be on Thursday, 18 of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Goodbye 92460456, hello 81551254 (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please save my number automatically if we know each other cos I'll not message-spam. Ty very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still outside na na na and I havent slept for the day yet. It is 7.45am right and I'm freaking serious when I say that I'm exhausted. Met E just now at his place, went home @ 2am, out again to meet Beloved lonlon, Assy, Kengie. Okay I shan't say much anymore as I want to spend quality time with them. How sweet can lonlon be? To come down from such a far place like Chua Chu Kang? And JJ from Toa Payoh, Kengie from Bishan? (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming down just to have supper with me, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Unglam it may be, fatigue is the main source of our dark cirles.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjmAckEhupI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/HGQ2G3T_Yi8/s400/WebCam_20090618_0735.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348447260686531218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjmBZmyvPRI/AAAAAAAAHKM/irsZzvDuDdI/s400/WebCam_20090618_0736(1).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348448309389245714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjmBZsKGR7I/AAAAAAAAHKE/cVYLZICIOgY/s400/WebCam_20090618_0736(2).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348448310829402034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjmFqHvT5BI/AAAAAAAAHKc/uNHXRAoIJNY/s400/WebCam_20090618_0759(1).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348452991157658642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for my remaining holidays: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting E later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Melvin's 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2)Meet Jess, Sheryl, Ruth.&lt;br /&gt;3)Meet Nickolas for kbox session.&lt;br /&gt;4)Meet Yinlue Mommah for shopping and updates.&lt;br /&gt;5)Peihui Naomi's house party.&lt;br /&gt;6)Butterfactory.&lt;br /&gt;7)Meet Dion!! Meet Axel again!!&lt;br /&gt;8)MIA for 3-5 days to somewhere (Secret) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that should be enough to end my holidays. Awwww time files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life couldn't have been any better without you. I wont want to lose you for the second time anymore. &lt;B&gt;I love you, E.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seeyoulater baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5095968373102469879?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5095968373102469879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5095968373102469879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5095968373102469879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5095968373102469879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-92460456-hello-81551254-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjmAckEhupI/AAAAAAAAHJ8/HGQ2G3T_Yi8/s72-c/WebCam_20090618_0735.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7955968980806801498</id><published>2009-06-16T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T02:16:41.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='394th post'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost all my valuables in my bag last night @ club Arena, that includes my precious phone too. I don't mind losing all my cash inside (even if its more than 200 bucks.) but losing my phone definitely took away a inch of my flesh. There is so many things inside that can never be found anywhere again. I've got lots of photos yet to be uploaded here. Esp. pictures of the three every standing luv (Candy, JJ and I.) It makes my heart even more wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b lost his 2 days ago and I lost mine just last night. Swee lah the timing.&lt;br /&gt;ppl, don't contact me for the time-being. Anything urgent ask candy/jj to call my house. Or just leave me a offline message in msn or on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday I'm losing all movitation to study okie well done carilx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;A period of felicity came across me and I enjoyed enough. Now that its over, here comes the opposite part. I'll have to accept it no matter what.&lt;/B&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7955968980806801498?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7955968980806801498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7955968980806801498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7955968980806801498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7955968980806801498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-lost-all-my-valuables-in-my-bag-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3518227018050881753</id><published>2009-06-13T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:11:48.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yours truly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I persisted because I know a time for a change in someone you love is worth waiting. It doesn't matter how many girls you have with you cos' I know that the main one in your heart is me, and they are just mere substitutes. I may feel a little fed up at times seeing you spending ur time texting with them but this is temporary cos' when I'd cooled down, I know that all these is just "PLAY PLAY ONLY". I do not care how many mistakes you made cos' I am willing to give you chances after chances. But... don't break the trust I'd in you cos' that marks the end of you and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ystd:&lt;br /&gt;C: DYLM?&lt;br /&gt;E: haha maybe la ? no la love you la haha&lt;br /&gt;C: HAHAHAH,&lt;br /&gt;E: you know why didnt i ask you&lt;br /&gt;C: HUH ask wad&lt;br /&gt;E: ask if you love me too,,.&lt;br /&gt;C: why&lt;br /&gt;E: cos i know you still love me alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You said that all along it has always been me. And I chose to believe you and not other which was another side of a coin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3518227018050881753?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3518227018050881753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3518227018050881753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3518227018050881753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3518227018050881753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-persisted-because-i-know-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1864222069594055611</id><published>2009-06-12T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:04:09.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOTHING MORE THAN THIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IM CONTENTED.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another unexpected yet wonderful thing just happened to me, again.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The definition of felicity: To have things going your way.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, you hope that people around you would be as happy as you as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1864222069594055611?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1864222069594055611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1864222069594055611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1864222069594055611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1864222069594055611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-unexpected-yet-wonderful-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1386136615292225716</id><published>2009-06-12T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:06:23.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its 1.05am now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how I wish time could stand still like this forever.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'm like the happiest girl on earth right now. (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Carilyn MaCain Ho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1386136615292225716?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1386136615292225716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1386136615292225716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1386136615292225716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1386136615292225716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-happiest-girl-on-earth-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5262352835993791702</id><published>2009-06-11T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:16:30.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you guys became my weekly routine.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Long distances between you and me,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple yet nice day @ town with the usuals. Before I met them, I went on to meet Nickolas, Waihong, YongSeng, and Weiyang. Had dinner with them and we all went seperate ways thereafter. As for last night, I went home exceptionally early due to my teeth-sick. Unbearable pain that causes mood-swings that leads to unhappiness. Fortunately, all these did not happened because I know my limits and went home intead, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHiA_agu3I/AAAAAAAAHJk/9QC2uQ9YVjo/s400/P11-06-09_21.30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346302739315997554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHiAQIn_qI/AAAAAAAAHJU/0AOZpBPRjO4/s400/P11-06-09_21.31.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346302726624509602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd got two twins sister beside me, hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHiAEBJvMI/AAAAAAAAHJM/RaSOvUIgS04/s400/P11-06-09_21.30%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346302723371941058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHh_4txjoI/AAAAAAAAHJE/0XlZtbIwA0Y/s400/P11-06-09_21.31%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346302720337874562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHiAkxAB_I/AAAAAAAAHJc/wEqiQoFCGdc/s400/P11-06-09_21.33.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346302732162566130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How seductive can you two be!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHkZpBItKI/AAAAAAAAHJ0/lpFGcEdH1Xc/s400/P11-06-09_21.33%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346305361823970466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHkZf0QmTI/AAAAAAAAHJs/4-oLlTq0cho/s400/P11-06-09_21.32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346305359354042674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nienie (:D) thanks wh, thanks wy, thanks ys, thanks tt (:D), and the rest of the lovebles for a simple day at town. &lt;br /&gt;I am a lucky girl I suppose. of all these things that is currently occuring in my life... :D Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Eluv&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5262352835993791702?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5262352835993791702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5262352835993791702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5262352835993791702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5262352835993791702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-distances-between-you-and-me-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SjHiA_agu3I/AAAAAAAAHJk/9QC2uQ9YVjo/s72-c/P11-06-09_21.30.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3689259770926506401</id><published>2009-06-10T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:02:36.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Fait accompli,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Beloved lonlon.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si_Os2GYacI/AAAAAAAAHI0/bAys5QMhd44/s400/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345718552543914434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si_OtPZFXvI/AAAAAAAAHI8/sol7sAy3bNM/s400/IMG_3190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345718559333244658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I browsed through the pictures in my laptop, memories started racing through my mind. I realised many things have changed, including myself. There was this particular person whom I was once on good terms with, we shared almost every single lil secrets of ours together. I remembered how delighted she was always, whenever I was able to spend the night over at her place. She was always giving me a earful for having my lunch chronically at a very late timing, starving myself before I get to meet her. The 'best virtue' of her was that she was always late whenever we meet. Its gonna be a long essay if I am going to continue because between us, there is so much to say. Now that things have turned out this way, it is not that I dont wish to salvage it, but tell me how am I supposed to do in the first place? You'd got some of the bad points which is very much to my dislike, eg: Flirting. But everyone else has, too, furthermore you owned a boyfriend now, I hope you'll cherish him. I wish you the best of luck! You may suspect this person is you, if yes, then you're right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sorry for all my misgivings. My hostility caused it all.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3689259770926506401?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3689259770926506401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3689259770926506401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3689259770926506401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3689259770926506401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/fait-accompli-beloved-lonlon.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si_Os2GYacI/AAAAAAAAHI0/bAys5QMhd44/s72-c/IMG_3162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2338298256757907568</id><published>2009-06-09T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:23:18.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Happy birthday Wilson! (Be honoured, hahaha.)&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Out with the big group to celebrate his birthday just now. Wilson, I hope you enjoyed your birthday with us - those small lil things here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and finally my lappy is back(yay) cuz I dont have to ask anyone to help me transfer piczx anymre then upload pixzs that are so overrrr-due. (Duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my beloved Lonlon just now too (Misses x10) and oh thanks Axel for a nice day. (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6WdfjIVJI/AAAAAAAAHIM/xwnuSjxM3tU/s400/DSC01882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375241164575890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow I just calculated. I think I meet Kaijun more than I meet my mom lol (Kj, dont laugh when u see this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6WdEU0HrI/AAAAAAAAHIE/Nz5L2rS63O0/s400/DSC01892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375233856773810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6Wc5VGDBI/AAAAAAAAHH8/XLE9lWMz-_E/s400/DSC01877.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345375230905158674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told cha, my June holidays schedule is so P-A-C-K-E-D!! urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6YbQ2wZeI/AAAAAAAAHIs/bjy5LGCrpqI/s400/090609_074908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345377401883878882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6YbIHTzXI/AAAAAAAAHIk/8jZjrAWRwhc/s400/090606_125449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345377399537388914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6Yaw-Y7fI/AAAAAAAAHIU/UQk72l5FKJY/s400/090517_052904.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345377393325960690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to go but judging at the time right now, I think I really must go to bed alr. Its so effing late. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2338298256757907568?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2338298256757907568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2338298256757907568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2338298256757907568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2338298256757907568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-was-as-good-as-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Si6WdfjIVJI/AAAAAAAAHIM/xwnuSjxM3tU/s72-c/DSC01882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6418113562579778621</id><published>2009-06-08T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:01:07.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Quandary,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently at some kind of scrumbag's house who's constantly adding salt to the injury with the company of my lovely TT. He got no limits of his own and can you believe that he's actually turning 18teen tmr!!! HAHHAHA. Alright I am being very sarcastic over here,. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I'll be a different Carilyn for a day, :D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizPA114MVI/AAAAAAAAHG0/G1TxU9C_yjY/s400/090605_070513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344874471141945682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizPAkOoV1I/AAAAAAAAHGs/CYbrpPG967I/s400/090605_070845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344874466413926226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizPAcUMGoI/AAAAAAAAHGk/qMgGPD3Lgu8/s400/090605_070638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344874464289757826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizPAWcJInI/AAAAAAAAHGc/pO83E7W6FKg/s400/090605_070548.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344874462712504946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizQbd5rv2I/AAAAAAAAHHc/w7Mj2PSf46M/s400/090601_071101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344876028083552098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizQbT-50dI/AAAAAAAAHHU/UcsTnCsO9eE/s400/090605_095947.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344876025421091282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizQbMCepAI/AAAAAAAAHHM/MlQ6_wcGxyE/s400/090605_095525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344876023288603650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizQa8KPF1I/AAAAAAAAHHE/rTyjwsVjeNI/s400/090605_094813.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344876019026171730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizQ9y_Nu3I/AAAAAAAAHH0/fq53rH8LxBs/s400/090605_095813.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344876617859447666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why my flash make me look so white? ): Spoiler. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I managed to keep my promise to not club ystd. Its the first time that I actually honoured my promise. Standing a distance away from St. James really seems tempting but still I resisted all. Thanks to the lovables who actually offered a guest list for me without having to queue and pay for anything at all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E?&lt;/B&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6418113562579778621?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6418113562579778621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6418113562579778621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6418113562579778621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6418113562579778621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/quandary-i-am-currently-at-some-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SizPA114MVI/AAAAAAAAHG0/G1TxU9C_yjY/s72-c/090605_070513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3570573899768598462</id><published>2009-06-05T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:49:25.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;You lose it, you lost it forever&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SijmLxZrg5I/AAAAAAAAHGU/bsgYRiHlx90/s400/090529_123928.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343774047789089682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to re-schedule my plans for June Holidays urgently! It's going haywire.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Clubbing @ St. James on the 7th and 9th is cancelled.&lt;/B&gt; And even though two events have been cancelled, MY SCHEDULE IS STILL VERYYY TIGHT!!! Awww. Many birthdays and chalets coming up... &lt;br /&gt;And sorry girls! My decision has in turn led to a disappointment by a promise made last month. However, we still have naomi's house party to spend the crazy night together, right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is friday, (FUNDAY), have a nice day  people!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: lynlyn misses naomizz. she seems to be upset over certain things as mentioned in her blog, so over here, I inserts 3 hearts of hugs to confort her as well as to tell her that I'll always be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3570573899768598462?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3570573899768598462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3570573899768598462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3570573899768598462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3570573899768598462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-lose-it-you-lost-it-forever-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SijmLxZrg5I/AAAAAAAAHGU/bsgYRiHlx90/s72-c/090529_123928.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7637937110784518177</id><published>2009-06-03T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:46:26.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;When everything unravelled,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came a little too sudden and unexpected. He made a clean breast of everything and for a while, a million of questions seized me. I paused for an answer, but there were none. I wanted to reserve those thoughts within myself but then again I thought I would like to share it here. Finally I knew where the shoe pinches. I'd always wanted things to go my way, not others. I'd my principles and I would abide by it strongly by hook or by crook. But someone whom I trusted a lot lunged forward and gave me this piece of information, and how could I just not believe him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a state of ambivalence, I thought it over and over again. So as to preserve one of my principles: &lt;B&gt;It is fate and I believe in destiny. Accept it and F the rest.&lt;/B&gt;, I've decided to let nature take it courses. I would be here for you to love me all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinship, loved ones, precious lifelong friendship. They are diamonds, priceless diamonds that I would never, in my whole life time, use anything in exchange for it. (But some people just don't deserve this at all, lets carry on putting on an act.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhowz, Mom's back. I would love to meet my Chanel make-up set and high-waist prooom skirt. :D missed you, mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7637937110784518177?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7637937110784518177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7637937110784518177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7637937110784518177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7637937110784518177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-everything-unravelled-he-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-593089951498097233</id><published>2009-05-30T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:04:31.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, its 4am right now. Currently, I am at my friend's house. &lt;br /&gt;Have been getting home real late and spending alot of cab fares. (midnight fare kills x 5 times for fri and sat.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-593089951498097233?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/593089951498097233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=593089951498097233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/593089951498097233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/593089951498097233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-its-4am-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6879908855349100886</id><published>2009-05-28T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:34:54.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Random, not in order&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 6 of us went Wildwildwet. Though it is only for an hour and half, but we enjoyed ourselves very much in there. It is worth the money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6My40RDBI/AAAAAAAAHF0/H6FzhOKPuaU/s400/IMG_1364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340861013980941330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6MyeD0StI/AAAAAAAAHFk/Vo3BVwYS0GM/s400/090515_011647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340861006798408402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Plaza Singapura ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6MykyZb7I/AAAAAAAAHFs/6eP2KVTiTo8/s400/090522_091534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340861008604393394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Vodka with coke ;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6MyNC8fhI/AAAAAAAAHFc/bvCM7UA95l4/s400/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340861002231348754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6MxwV99nI/AAAAAAAAHFU/4hKCpqhVklQ/s400/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340860994526508658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Kbox. Just Tray and I, we get to sing in a room that occupies up to 25 people (imagine the size of it) and also a set of fabulous Japanese meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fruitful day we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6QKnjlsiI/AAAAAAAAHGM/ZvqSg0OIDXI/s400/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340864720199332386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6QKbUeBFI/AAAAAAAAHGE/ij3OBlWVV1w/s400/IMG_1381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340864716914689106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6QKH1S1sI/AAAAAAAAHF8/f3wqGB6aSRg/s400/IMG_1368.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340864711683659458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR IS FUNDAY HOPEFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;AWWW, I MISS MOM. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6879908855349100886?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6879908855349100886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6879908855349100886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6879908855349100886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6879908855349100886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-not-in-order-only-6-of-us-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sh6My40RDBI/AAAAAAAAHF0/H6FzhOKPuaU/s72-c/IMG_1364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3981654889553846638</id><published>2009-05-26T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:33:28.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Best of you,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090522_093224-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090522_093224-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my luck for last night. I've learnt my lesson and I promised I won't forget to do so anymore. Anyway, I really need to thank JJ for providing me a place to sleep in for last night. I wouldn't know what to do if not for you. Everything that I would like to say have already been expressed in the message forwarded so I guess I won't mention it again. Luv you, assy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 11am, I took a cab home to change and headed down to school to collect my results with my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level postion:9&lt;br /&gt;Class postion:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;It could have been better....much much better &lt;br /&gt;if I spend less time on things that I have been doing all along.&lt;br /&gt;Until the day I learnt to cherish the value of time, I am not going to change the current me.&lt;br /&gt;But when? =(&lt;br /&gt;I succumb to temptations easily.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone I would treasure till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you like the way I always do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090522_102733-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not be returning home this Friday. I/13 loveables still got no plans! Suggestions?:D I might be going over to JJ's place to stay over if possible(;&lt;br /&gt;Okay its 1230am now tmr is chinese intensive good night earth-linggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those nights we spent together, with you by my side embracing me like a lil' princess. Then the next I asked: Could you hear me? Obviously not. lol &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3981654889553846638?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3981654889553846638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3981654889553846638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3981654889553846638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3981654889553846638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-of-you-just-my-luck-for-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-9152556149394513985</id><published>2009-05-24T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:47:57.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;"Mom loves you very much, darling."&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090517_083937-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090522_093323-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090517_051127-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090517_052409-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090517_052409-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090517_073201-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to go, but I am too lazy. Upload it another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I love you too, Mum. Take good care of yourself there and I'm bound to miss you as much.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom took the morning flight to Thailand to the temples to do charity. Will be back after a week. Every year is the same. Once I was there, I witnessed how those orphans lived their life. They would have ate maggie noodles or other non-staple food for breakfast, lunch and dinner &lt;B&gt;every single day&lt;/B&gt; if there isn't anyone to donate to the temple money and allowed them to enjoy a better variety of food. More than words that could describe them, I really felt the pain, you would only know if you witnessed it on your own. Therefore, we must spend money wisely and be contented with what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one reason why I usually do not envy rich people. &lt;br /&gt;I am going to Cathay now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-9152556149394513985?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/9152556149394513985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=9152556149394513985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/9152556149394513985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/9152556149394513985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom-loves-you-very-much-darling_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7310417978571701887</id><published>2009-05-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:43:18.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The most bizarre thing would happen when you least expect it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Shg0uiM52GI/AAAAAAAAHFM/EoPJwaJREL0/s400/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339075332307277922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Cuimin's chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Many were left out from this picture.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are curious about the ongoings in my life, my life revolves around the 13loveables nowadays. They are my joy, and maybe one of my best secondary school life memories. I am very comfortable with them because all of us have known each other for years. It doesn't matter if Kaijun, Vincent and Jiankun are no longer in Queenstown, that doesn't makes any difference at all. We still keep in touch and meet almost everyday, to be accurate, at least once a week. Yes no doubt I may need more time to study but that doesnt deprive me from any freedom. I still goes town every weekend, for movies; kbox; outings. And many others, as you can see from my updates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 2am now, I am going to bed. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7310417978571701887?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7310417978571701887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7310417978571701887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7310417978571701887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7310417978571701887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-bizarre-thing-would-happen-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Shg0uiM52GI/AAAAAAAAHFM/EoPJwaJREL0/s72-c/Picture+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1209501000592169751</id><published>2009-05-21T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:54:04.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most of us sat down and ponder over the possibilities. We do not know the main reason behind it. But all of us have something common that is running through our mind. &lt;br /&gt;Why do we have all these people stooping to such low means? I really don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5A/B has lost many valuable items. I suffered a loss of a few hundreds (with US dollars in it) We had the Superteens workshop and has left our stuffs in the classroom without locking it. In the end, we discovered that all the girls' wallet has been touched before. Bag were opened, and left flying all over. The fortunate thing is that most of my girls did not leave their valuables in class, allowing the stealer to get his/her way out. And I checked with students from 4D who attended the Superteens together with us. They didn't lose anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a possibility that that particular person who have done all this to read all these I am writing now. And I just want to tell you this, you are merely a coward and a person with low self-esteem definitely. Resorting to such means is manifestly telling us how pathetic can you can just to get the money that doesnt even belongs to you. Your recalcitrant behaviour will prove something,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;that karma do exists. Dont cry when the time comes.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1209501000592169751?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1209501000592169751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1209501000592169751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1209501000592169751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1209501000592169751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/most-of-us-sat-down-and-ponder-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-634149100593853222</id><published>2009-05-19T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:42:11.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is time for a proper post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I shrieked when I saw this effect. ;D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ShLNMV_rKsI/AAAAAAAAHEs/G10AcpbVPxo/s400/CIMG6501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337554120333798082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ShLPmi_bPhI/AAAAAAAAHE0/K2hazPPuCJU/s400/CIMG6503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337556769522269714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school on purpose today for the sake of having to replenish my fatigue and relieving myself from all kinds of setbacks faced on Monday. Right now, I am so eager to upload all the pictures. I've got 3 days of pictures to upload as mentioned in the below posts. But everyone seems to be very occupied with their stuffs and in addition, the main source happens to be from Tracy's and Hweekuan's camera, those two who I rarely see online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself those 3 days and all those would be etched deeply in the back of my mind. And one more matter worth to be compliment about: I drink, drank, but not drunk during the chalet. I drank quite a fair bit but I did not submerged myself into another alien world of my own. HAHAHA that shows that my liquor level has gone up which is a good thing yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Managed to grab two picx from S's blog. Yay&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ShLPmoUS0VI/AAAAAAAAHE8/_D8xclDOAFo/s400/Picture163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337556770951975250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ShLPm1Rmj_I/AAAAAAAAHFE/YId2FGTNHuQ/s400/Picture174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337556774430347250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really learn to have a good money management like what Tray has always stressed on it infront of me. One weekend = few hundreds. OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-634149100593853222?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/634149100593853222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=634149100593853222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/634149100593853222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/634149100593853222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-is-time-for-proper-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ShLNMV_rKsI/AAAAAAAAHEs/G10AcpbVPxo/s72-c/CIMG6501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2127754553260302181</id><published>2009-05-14T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:03:30.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7.45am now.&lt;br /&gt;carilyn actually skipped her first exam today - chinese LC. lol&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? she's going to have mac for breakfast and then to school for phy and chem exam. &lt;br /&gt;going for chalet later on, staying overnight. it will be fun rightttt &lt;br /&gt;Tmr meeting JJ assy for shopping spreee wOotssss (hopefully J.nick.lyn day)  &lt;br /&gt;Sun celebrating dearest siti's sweet 17th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, im a busy person....and also a happy person&lt;br /&gt;so what if earlier on in the morning someone came knocking on my door saying things that i never wished to hear and things happened so unexpectedly my heart skipped a beat i have had phobia now but does that means that my life is going topsy-turvy? no... when i fall i pick myself up from the ground  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my laptop died on me like after exams ended (what a good timing), and am using desktop now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures found in my desktop miss those pieces of memo-ries :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Nicole's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgyvsLImY1I/AAAAAAAAHD8/LL0RDeUgXbk/s400/Picture_764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335832831965160274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sgywdj3TqNI/AAAAAAAAHEc/PnQQ90WwVz4/s400/Picture_780.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335833680417106130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing @ Play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sgyvr_kx9OI/AAAAAAAAHD0/Gmovqu-kyt0/s400/Picture_430_copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335832828862133474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollands with lovely girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sgyvr-GD6rI/AAAAAAAAHDs/Sey4GhBfKhQ/s400/Photo_30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335832828464851634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgywcxPxAMI/AAAAAAAAHEE/msi-knc_vv8/s400/Photo_38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335833666829484226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my wawaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sgywd8Hta_I/AAAAAAAAHEk/2fYPY8Hp9k8/s400/Picture_411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335833686928354290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgywdiKSQZI/AAAAAAAAHEU/Jb5H-lCWVwM/s400/Picture_013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335833679959835026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byezzzz :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2127754553260302181?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2127754553260302181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2127754553260302181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2127754553260302181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2127754553260302181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/7.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgyvsLImY1I/AAAAAAAAHD8/LL0RDeUgXbk/s72-c/Picture_764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3111780999898889138</id><published>2009-05-11T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:13:51.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is studying day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;When you look freaking unglam in a certain picture, you will not delete it but rather, you post it up because you know this will be one of the valuable moments captured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;This is me.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090511_071928-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090511_071928-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090511_072103-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090511_072103-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=P11-05-09_20421-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/P11-05-09_20421-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=P11-05-09_2042-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/P11-05-09_2042-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied @ Starbucks, dinner @ Spice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynlyn's tired now! (12am) G'night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah tang is still my ahtang after days of silence. (L)&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3111780999898889138?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3111780999898889138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3111780999898889138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3111780999898889138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3111780999898889138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-studying-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2443169609007281033</id><published>2009-05-09T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:42:53.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day, Mum. You know how much I loved you not by spending &lt;br /&gt;your money, but loving you with all my heart without saying it all the time. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090509_054529-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090509_054529-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090509_054557-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090509_054557-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Dad's birthday while today is Mother's Day. So we celebrated both occasions yesterday. Mum and I wanted to spring dad a surprise by buying a cake&lt;br /&gt;and his favourite food and go up to the house inadvertently. But, luckily &lt;br /&gt;my cousin called to double-check if he's at home. He was about to leave house for jogging at that time. We have no choice but to break the surprise news to him, &lt;br /&gt;thus he came to Tiong Bahru's Sake Sushi to join us. Mum ordered many food&lt;br /&gt;which was a waste because I have eaten before I had arrived and Dad was about&lt;br /&gt;to jog after that. However, my dad was a conscientious person hence he &lt;br /&gt;had finished up all the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with mum aftermath. Bought a few dresses from LittleMatchGirl. &lt;br /&gt;Spent a few hundreds there. Awwww my dad lectured me for having two and &lt;br /&gt;a half wardrobe full and still buying.... ): wheareas my mum just picked&lt;br /&gt;here and there and says that it looks perfectly nice on me. Teeheee, &lt;br /&gt;girls mah hor? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i didnt managed to capture all the variety of food due to my stm or that I find it so rude when they have already started eating. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You must must try this! Niceeeeeee, -slurps-&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZpTGM_o4I/AAAAAAAAHBY/6ALHxxTWFjY/s400/090509_053151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066585470477186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZpSyd--UI/AAAAAAAAHBM/7NTndjNvHkA/s400/090509_053143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066580173027650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZpSl1n-SI/AAAAAAAAHBA/9djjqQn_2nI/s400/090509_054120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066576782522658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZqpuPZZiI/AAAAAAAAHBk/vlFljlH497A/s400/090510_013549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334068073686722082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Mum's love to Dad. You always don't mean it when you say you dont&lt;br /&gt;care for him, ^^&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home aftermath while Mum and cousin went back to shop, Dad went jogging. &lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to meet Tracy but Looting called if I want to join them to &lt;br /&gt;Town area. Since I was feeling kinda bored of Kampong already(hAhA), I joined them. To summarize everything, it was really a nice day with all four of them. Sad thing: Ruchin never come along. But it was still a memorable day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZriHDd1EI/AAAAAAAAHCM/8ALVQdgayJU/s400/P100509_00_20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334069042420241474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZrh_e0rsI/AAAAAAAAHCE/Kt4CY44Atno/s400/P100509_00_19%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334069040387501762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZrhpZqBiI/AAAAAAAAHB8/phPN5pXkDeA/s400/P100509_00_39.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334069034460251682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZrhsJjVrI/AAAAAAAAHB0/5BQnGlHUeRY/s400/P100509_00_41%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334069035198011058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img  src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZrhZ5yp8I/AAAAAAAAHBs/-BTJFZTaN4E/s400/P100509_00_19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334069030300067778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ2R6ut9MI/AAAAAAAAHC0/jNAj5DyKPkk/s400/P100509_00.28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334080858861991106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ2R7chAEI/AAAAAAAAHCs/JfLbi2HJGYY/s400/P100509_00.25.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334080859054080066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ2Rov_sRI/AAAAAAAAHCk/LgIG-IuYKWo/s400/P100509_00.24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334080854035509522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ2RXc6NhI/AAAAAAAAHCc/-LwyoNztUZs/s400/P100509_00.18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334080849392055826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ2RXWsKEI/AAAAAAAAHCU/h3K_y2UL8jo/s400/P090509_20.50.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334080849365968962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ3BDxF6KI/AAAAAAAAHDU/UcEFsitcHzE/s400/P100509_00.40%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334081668741720226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ3A8NHI8I/AAAAAAAAHDM/lKBMEB2P8dk/s400/P100509_00.27%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334081666711757762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ3AxGMfAI/AAAAAAAAHDE/9W3VrHOqpWA/s400/P100509_00.40%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334081663729957890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZ3AkioVOI/AAAAAAAAHC8/dYjYtJfEfE8/s400/P100509_00.40.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334081660359562466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'm so looking forward to the 7th of June. Solely our day. Inserts many hearts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2443169609007281033?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2443169609007281033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2443169609007281033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2443169609007281033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2443169609007281033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mum_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgZpTGM_o4I/AAAAAAAAHBY/6ALHxxTWFjY/s72-c/090509_053151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7861398334762183400</id><published>2009-05-08T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:35:10.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;The 9th of May on every year,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090508_082038-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090508_082038-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090508_082130-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090508_082130-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for you, I wouldn't have been right here standing. &lt;br /&gt;If not for the constant reminders and guidance, I would have been led astray. I would have taken up smoking, glue-sniffing, drugs like what my friends did(some), and gone on to the wrong path. It is your discipline and the way you brought me &lt;br /&gt;up taught me to be someone who is though mischevious, always hanging out late outside but knowing her prorities no matter where she is. More than words I &lt;br /&gt;could say to express my gratitude to you. Lastly, it is you who kept my motivation going on. I want you to witness me going on the stage at the CC to receive what I deserve for the 3rd year. &lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I love you Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Her.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090508_105937-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090508_105937-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090508_050123-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090508_050123-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and her went out again and debating between the two of us occurred again. (hahaha) we always spite each other in terms of studies, for our &lt;br /&gt;weakest subjects ain't the same and that is good because we can help each other out. :D Nonetheless, I still hearts her. She says that we are back to square 1 because we known each other since primary school. Got seperated and back again, &lt;br /&gt;now. Anyway met my lovely peihui and lootingg yesterday for a short while. &lt;br /&gt;Nice to see them though everyone was feeling kinda blue due to fatigue and boredom. &lt;br /&gt;Teehee did you'all enjoyed last night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090508_050103-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090508_050103-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tray and Cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7861398334762183400?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7861398334762183400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7861398334762183400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7861398334762183400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7861398334762183400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/9th-of-may-on-every-year-if-not-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8484039679772374531</id><published>2009-05-07T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T08:37:39.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;She decides her own happiness,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090507_044528-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090507_044528-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090507_044446-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090507_044446-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;./Edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy I'm not in the best of mood now because I have just took a self-declared rest day today knowing that tomorrow is actually Maths paper 2. This time round, I'm dead for sure. This is the first paper for mid-year that I felt so despondent about it. I do not look forward to going to school tomorrow to take the exam because I'm not at all prepared. How am I supposed to face my paper without knowing head and tail? Graph? Statistics? Probability? Tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I'm very very tired now. How I wish that I can sleep through the whole day long. I know I am being very emotional here and, fragile. Fancy taking O levels in this manner of mine.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.am.gonna.flunk.tmr's.exams. I shall decide whether am I going tmr in the morning. I am hesitating because I do not wish to fork out another 2 and a half hours time to re-take the exam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Tracy luv, you called me @ 10pm after receiving my message content saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I think I am not going for tmr's exam as I am not at all prepared. There is nobody to teach me and I am supposed to meet Wilson just now and I did not. I have only myself to blame. Sianszxszxz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and told me not to give up and go to your house immediately and that you would teach me whatever you could. I went but my soul wasn't there hence I can say, it is a wasted trip. i'm sorry to disappoint you darling, i really have no mood to study anything for the time-being. sorry for the broken promise. I promised i'll make it up for the sake of no one, but myself. &lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8484039679772374531?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8484039679772374531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8484039679772374531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8484039679772374531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8484039679772374531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/nienie-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7408145296169923994</id><published>2009-05-05T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:02:33.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Tricia, Carilyn, Joey, Nicole&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgEmfTRTiKI/AAAAAAAAHAw/Gjcw_1DyCW4/s400/P25-04-09_22.02(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332585752974035106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Happy 17th birthday to my dearest AngBobo!&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find you during my break today. How I wish I am able to wish you in person, and I know it would be best if we could celebrate it together. We've gone through many things together in the past and I did not just forget them easily just because I did not mention about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we have lots to catch up on  &lt;br /&gt;Soon alright&lt;br /&gt;After my mid-year &lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Exhausted! 24 hours a day is seriously not enough.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7408145296169923994?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7408145296169923994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7408145296169923994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7408145296169923994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7408145296169923994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/tricia-carilyn-joey-nicole-happy-17th.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SgEmfTRTiKI/AAAAAAAAHAw/Gjcw_1DyCW4/s72-c/P25-04-09_22.02(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3546746323734946380</id><published>2009-05-04T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:45:05.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here comes the photos as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The 13 love-ables,! :D&lt;/B&gt; Outing soon again alright.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are bound to score an distinction for chinese. Keep on striving for other subjects as well! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6XozbuVTI/AAAAAAAAG_o/ssbPdgNWHBs/s400/IMG_1245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331865736110298418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Hai Teck's Girlfriend: Friends, You Understand Right. :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6Xou1ftAI/AAAAAAAAG_g/JzmvoldoE7s/s400/IMG_1240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331865734876214274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6XogcSY2I/AAAAAAAAG_Y/AyOyC_A9q6A/s400/IMG_1238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331865731012387682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6XolxF8HI/AAAAAAAAG_Q/sIHa_QtFyKc/s400/IMG_1243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331865732441829490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6XodMH2_I/AAAAAAAAG_I/VhqDpunw6lk/s400/IMG_1242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331865730139282418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6ZRpKxQCI/AAAAAAAAHAQ/1a9WtdXoMHU/s400/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331867537241096226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6ZRYOyunI/AAAAAAAAHAI/-vurNGgi2zc/s400/IMG_1284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331867532694567538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6ZRNlZmAI/AAAAAAAAHAA/Rf7_bqAFrRg/s400/IMG_1270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331867529836599298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6ZQ5eABwI/AAAAAAAAG_4/J627pKFZ0iI/s400/IMG_1252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331867524436854530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6ZQmQMYXI/AAAAAAAAG_w/YPJhIeqlRJc/s400/IMG_1249.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331867519278670194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6Z-EalqRI/AAAAAAAAHAo/vIy8tmImFRY/s400/IMG_1323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331868300469446930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6Z-Ih8rpI/AAAAAAAAHAg/r01USsfd_vs/s400/IMG_1301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331868301574057618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6Z9_3RSuI/AAAAAAAAHAY/gJEXSP_AFwQ/s400/IMG_1297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331868299247569634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tiring day of school. I am going to take an hour rest and start studying for tmr's exams. Tmr will determine everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone are bound to have at least one weakest subject out of so many. But do not give up, and continue to work hard. What you reap is what you sow. Have faith in yourself becuz many people before you have done it before. Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;P.R.R study hard (:&lt;br /&gt;Study hard too, everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Lynlyn:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3546746323734946380?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3546746323734946380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3546746323734946380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3546746323734946380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3546746323734946380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-comes-photos-as-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6XozbuVTI/AAAAAAAAG_o/ssbPdgNWHBs/s72-c/IMG_1245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4329742656820106902</id><published>2009-05-03T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:13:50.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0089.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/IMG_0089.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;I met Yinlue Mommah just now.&lt;br /&gt;Went Tiong Bahru Plaza for dinner,&lt;br /&gt;was a last min decision.&lt;br /&gt;She bought her new camera already YAYYY&lt;br /&gt;I also met Ben and Cameron just now. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;Mommah knows how much I love her can already teehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf26utHwOWI/AAAAAAAAG9g/UIum0_vowZ0/s400/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331622845425400162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf278VlFb9I/AAAAAAAAG-I/D3ut6FQ36tc/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331624179135770578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf278P_A5uI/AAAAAAAAG-A/PxXbcUrLwDo/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331624177633912546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf2776guDrI/AAAAAAAAG94/InVKLawBsZE/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331624171869703858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf277lKsbMI/AAAAAAAAG9w/zHhOgEhU34Y/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331624166140177602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf277X7NY5I/AAAAAAAAG9o/XbmBhQr0Sqw/s400/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331624162585568146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf29uL-YbkI/AAAAAAAAG-o/ufSVn_24vRE/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6Ufgd4eMI/AAAAAAAAG_A/pYbnSwJvr2o/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331862277865371842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6UfSwJlfI/AAAAAAAAG-4/r_Tag275koo/s400/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331862274183894514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf6Ue9OHuzI/AAAAAAAAG-w/WBVeSmtpVzQ/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331862268404022066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4329742656820106902?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4329742656820106902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4329742656820106902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4329742656820106902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4329742656820106902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-will-be-quick-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sf26utHwOWI/AAAAAAAAG9g/UIum0_vowZ0/s72-c/IMG_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3272105658162443247</id><published>2009-05-02T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:10:53.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Optimistic&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090502_121011-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090502_121011-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090502_120757-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090502_120757-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If allowed to reverse time to amend some mistakes, I would not do so cuz it is best that fate decide everything. I strongly believe in the destiny that was already planned since the day we were born. Life is all about ups and downs, yes.no? Regardless the fact that I am happier or may be happier before, my life still goes on. And I want to live it to the best I can. Success might be the right word for me. Anyway, I too, wish that all earthling to be happy :D especially my loved ones(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it is raining now. K, I am going to sleep. [[[[;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/?action=view&amp;current=090502_120853-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090502_120853-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3272105658162443247?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3272105658162443247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3272105658162443247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3272105658162443247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3272105658162443247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/optimistic-if-allowed-to-reverse-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-1824565598221472719</id><published>2009-05-01T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:41:40.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftBzruqbwI/AAAAAAAAG8o/Uen-m7cTNis/s400/090501_095731.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330926940090691330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey lowwww, it is 3am on my watch now. Today was a fabulous day spent with the big group. I caught the movie "Horsemen" @Cineleisure with 13 loveables. There were supposed to be another two more, but they failed to turn up as agreed. Nevertheless, I find that it was a great movie with some gruesome parts to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'd got lots of pictures in Tray's digital cam and I'm waiting for her to send me online. I wonder how long am I going to wait for her? haha. but she promised asap. So yup, wait for the pictures to be uploaded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken using my hp = more efficient and nice (hahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftAfz3abJI/AAAAAAAAG8I/cB5bYfMRRpc/s400/090501_064252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925499165863058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftAfpAY2KI/AAAAAAAAG8A/BkrXynAbRkE/s400/090501_064001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925496250718370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftAf-f3SnI/AAAAAAAAG8Y/USjuzxMEO-Q/s400/090501_065226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925502019881586" /&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftAfzMetXI/AAAAAAAAG8Q/CmM2Ps1kMOg/s400/090501_065215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330925498985788786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftBzSuLJ8I/AAAAAAAAG8g/IVTOsmpxHfE/s400/090501_065215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330926933377755074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Errr, why keep bumping into you?...&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cat says G'night to all earthlings! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-1824565598221472719?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/1824565598221472719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=1824565598221472719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1824565598221472719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/1824565598221472719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-lowwww-it-is-3am-on-my-watch-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SftBzruqbwI/AAAAAAAAG8o/Uen-m7cTNis/s72-c/090501_095731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3191898429919522454</id><published>2009-04-30T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:11:19.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One sigh of relief I've heaved, English paper 1 is over and done with. But not to forget, its only the mid. I think I've done it good, testifying to my ability and yes, contented. Well, I believe most of our classmates had done well too. Carilyn, this is just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ask if I am fortunate having said this: Fortunately it is only April going May, and I still have time because O levels are still aerons away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth, I gotta continue with my mugging soon again. What a crazy mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Tiong Bahru Plaza to have mos with Tray(Tracy) and Nette(Hweekuan) after school. It has been long since Tracy and I had mos. Our eyes rolled back in delirious contentment as we savoured the devilishly tasty tartar with fish burger, wheares Tray has I-dont-know-whats-that. Nette ordered the same as mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath, happened to bump into Ben and Cameron. Suprisingly, Yinlue Mommah and I collided again. Yesterday and today. I missed her very much and nevertheless, I still love her as much. &lt;B&gt;Number one always.&lt;/B&gt; Mommah, I wanna go out with you once you buy your new 10 mega-pixels cam, HAHAHA. loveeee&lt;br /&gt;Thererafter, we joined Ben and Cam to Bukit Ho Swee to slack until 9pm when Tracy, Nette and I bused to redhill for dinner. Home to change &gt; out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall stop here. I just came back home, and it is 1.45am now.&lt;br /&gt;Tray has been a great darling today. Somehow meeting most of my childhood friends reminds us of many fond memories in the past. I remembered how I spent my primary school days with her and it is like, so cute I would say? HAHA. Anyway yupyup Cat loves Tray alright,,, thanks for the "nice name". ;D and Nette, safely reach home also nv msg me. ~`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnkJ9ez91I/AAAAAAAAG7I/yQscb0ToQws/s400/090430_035619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330542493743445842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnkJr6zp9I/AAAAAAAAG7A/oVZcmqYeRf0/s400/090430_035544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330542489029027794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnkJnmO3gI/AAAAAAAAG64/uK7IlRDsVuI/s400/090430_035416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330542487868988930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnkJQ0cdSI/AAAAAAAAG6w/8LbgnT3K8SE/s400/090430_034912.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330542481754584354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sfnms90BAMI/AAAAAAAAG74/JI979uN6Dcw/s400/090430_114600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330545294151057602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnlQLCnI7I/AAAAAAAAG7o/HqCpigGU6Io/s400/090430_114637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330543699974103986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnlQKsYjWI/AAAAAAAAG7g/-rMBuFtFteg/s400/090430_114318.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330543699880873314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnlP7OAPuI/AAAAAAAAG7Y/bTLuxJgtOFQ/s400/090430_114300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330543695726919394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnlP2kqR-I/AAAAAAAAG7Q/e3nzEtU66UA/s400/090430_114333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330543694479771618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilang ; My best lunch/evening/midnight companion, also my best listener. (; Stay strong! We are behind you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be bowling day, not to forget that I must study first. Promise. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Bye :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3191898429919522454?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3191898429919522454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3191898429919522454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3191898429919522454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3191898429919522454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-sigh-of-relief-ive-heaved-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfnkJ9ez91I/AAAAAAAAG7I/yQscb0ToQws/s72-c/090430_035619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5189186554813192601</id><published>2009-04-29T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:24:24.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>English oral was good today, (: Tmr's long awaited english paper 1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, testing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Mistakes.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 30 dawned bright and clear. The phone rang incessantly. Minutes passes by agonizingly, Alicia began to panic. She could feel the strain taking its toll on her. She had not regretted her choice, but paradoxically, a voice has been constantly reverberating in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you running away? You got to face the reality..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, "Alicia, you simply have no guts, what a corwardice act."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like hours, she was still unable to figure out what had actually gone into her that tempted her to reveal the matter that Mary has decided to play a heavy trick on Sally to revenge for taking away the love of her life. Just one reckless act, it has caused Mary's bright future to perish. Now, the whole cohort knows about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Continue the story by your own. Lousy right :/ ALright, I'm going to sleep now as it is 11.15pm. I've just took 10 mins of my sleeping time to blog. Me so tired. Nights! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5189186554813192601?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5189186554813192601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5189186554813192601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5189186554813192601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5189186554813192601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/english-oral-was-good-today-tmrs-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-563256882295479089</id><published>2009-04-25T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:21:07.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Happy advanced birthday to my two beloved ladies, Huiling and Adeline(:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 of us celebrated their birthday in advance today. During evening time, I went Vivo to meet up with the rest. We had dinner @ White Dog's cafe and I strongly encourage you guys to enjoy a definitely worth-while fish and chips there. It was heavenly delicious yes. Sheesha @ Haji lane aftermath. Some left first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really contented with my day because I considered today as a gathering for us girls. N levels has somehow seperated us and now that we lead a totally different lives (Studying or working), we hardly get to meet each other. Updating of each other also became a less frequent kind of thing. Though certain things are already destined, but we still did not forget those grotesque memories we once had. People always say: "Secondary school's life's the best" and I think it is prefectly true enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I hate to leave secondary school. How I wish there would be Secondary 6, 7, 8 and till a certain time, all of us would get a job to work. And not like now, you will have to fight for your own place for a particular job. Though after leaving secondary school, you can enjoy having coloured hair, not wearing school uni, not being rushed for homework and assignments, not having to mug for examinations, listening to teacher's daily rants and so many more, I still prefer this kind of life. You wouldn't know how cruel the outside world would be like, until you experienced it on ur own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaappy pictures of the day x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNOw9w7OgI/AAAAAAAAG3I/ZsMMvKzqtfk/s1600-h/P250409_19.52%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNOw9w7OgI/AAAAAAAAG3I/ZsMMvKzqtfk/s400/P250409_19.52%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328689387229886978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNOwhzsBdI/AAAAAAAAG3A/xShRVhgvAv4/s1600-h/P250409_19.52%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNOwhzsBdI/AAAAAAAAG3A/xShRVhgvAv4/s400/P250409_19.52%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328689379725280722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNOwif5gBI/AAAAAAAAG24/f6DUMNuS6J4/s1600-h/P250409_19.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNSHzSoa5I/AAAAAAAAG6Q/tYx86tuSe0M/s400/090425_110631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328693078090345362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNSH9b6r8I/AAAAAAAAG6I/TZ0aneCcehA/s1600-h/090425_110405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNSH9b6r8I/AAAAAAAAG6I/TZ0aneCcehA/s400/090425_110405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328693080813645762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNSHqWpMNI/AAAAAAAAG6A/SiiawmiZWrw/s1600-h/090425_110254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNSHqWpMNI/AAAAAAAAG6A/SiiawmiZWrw/s400/090425_110254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328693075691253970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNSHuJUmuI/AAAAAAAAG54/tLjyzN5faxM/s1600-h/090425_110104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQw2G3txI/AAAAAAAAG4w/GkAj-AxpCAU/s400/090425_083321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328691584197703442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQw-chPvI/AAAAAAAAG4o/gN8JMYmTFfA/s1600-h/090425_083055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQw-chPvI/AAAAAAAAG4o/gN8JMYmTFfA/s400/090425_083055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328691586435989234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQw5-6pMI/AAAAAAAAG4g/J2FhsXLay6c/s1600-h/090425_083039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQw5-6pMI/AAAAAAAAG4g/J2FhsXLay6c/s400/090425_083039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328691585238082754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQLJwgL1I/AAAAAAAAG4Y/lXI7_oEOyhU/s1600-h/090425_082809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQLJwgL1I/AAAAAAAAG4Y/lXI7_oEOyhU/s400/090425_082809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328690936637566802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQLD3YstI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/Y7_Zbj-w0XE/s1600-h/090425_082826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQLD3YstI/AAAAAAAAG4Q/Y7_Zbj-w0XE/s400/090425_082826.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328690935055823570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQKxZwqHI/AAAAAAAAG4I/e70UqbVAws4/s1600-h/090425_082751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQKxZwqHI/AAAAAAAAG4I/e70UqbVAws4/s400/090425_082751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328690930099726450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQK306g3I/AAAAAAAAG4A/IqF_6PMdGMk/s1600-h/090425_082540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQK306g3I/AAAAAAAAG4A/IqF_6PMdGMk/s400/090425_082540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328690931824231282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQKsOJlXI/AAAAAAAAG34/HuClJjcy1UQ/s1600-h/P250409_19.56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNQKsOJlXI/AAAAAAAAG34/HuClJjcy1UQ/s400/P250409_19.56.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328690928708851058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay these are all the pictures taken using my phone. I've uploaded them all and I did not protect my pictures. Meaning: You can click on it to copy and save. So, yup if you understand me x) I had a hard time uploading all pics okayyy so damn tired man now morning again. Okay I promised myself today's last day of fun, not exactly last day for at least for this crucial period of time. Mid year is impt so therefore I might not be blogging or maybe, a short post for intervals of days. Good luck to everyone anyway (: YAWNS X100000000000000 BYEBYE LUVLUVLUVLUV :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-563256882295479089?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/563256882295479089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=563256882295479089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/563256882295479089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/563256882295479089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-advanced-birthday-to-my-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfNOw9w7OgI/AAAAAAAAG3I/ZsMMvKzqtfk/s72-c/P250409_19.52%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7105815038473277174</id><published>2009-04-24T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:38:47.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babey.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK3XUBwHBI/AAAAAAAAG04/CLNAtaIl8_Y/s400/090425_022225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328522920273648658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Queensway to get my new contact lens. Oh the colour I've chosen sucks big time. It doesn't fits on me at all. I regretted not choosing the usual colour I used to wear. But its alright, I'm gonna buy blue/turquoise next month (;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to catch "Friday, the 13th" @ Cine. Yes it is a M18 movie, I wonder how would it be like. If only we purchase the tickets earlier, we wouldn't be left with the choice of only the first row. Leaving us with such a reluctant decision, we decided to not catch it since it would be straining to both our neck and eyes. Kpool instead. Oh and I was with X.cal, Junyan, Siti, Tricia, and Delon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't nothing much to elaborate anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few words to end off this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am someone who have successfully learnt to cherish my loved ones after 2 years of empty promises. For those who are reading this now, why not ponder over this question? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS: Would you forgive someone who has once betrayed you and now that you've seen his/her true colours but yet, memories of before still flashes within you and you are not willing to let it go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say that there will be a second chance to redeem yourself, like how yellow ribbons are given to criminals who got forgiven by someone. People always say when there is guilt, there will be change, and there will be slight tint of hope too. Come to think of it, is it even real at all? Do you really erase those awful and grotesque memories, and forgive someone who betrayed your love, who is nothing but a failure? Do you? Maybe you do, but I do not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK5UxJA4oI/AAAAAAAAG14/YUkTlLqeZ58/s400/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328525075572384386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK5UqvF3uI/AAAAAAAAG1w/DXmaNbyRRRA/s400/IMG_2578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328525073853046498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK5UnaMyTI/AAAAAAAAG1o/vt06a5ePJKE/s400/IMG_2568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328525072960112946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK4-sMtadI/AAAAAAAAG1g/nzpM8j61d_Y/s400/IMG_2567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328524696288586194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK4-K5fyHI/AAAAAAAAG1A/-OlSLsKfDDU/s400/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328524687349631090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfLLHyrbDlI/AAAAAAAAG2g/XrYScjJAsSI/s400/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328544643856141906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am trying my best to not think of anything, I am renewing myself. I have regrets, I have reservations, I have disappointments, I experienced terrible heart explosion, I have had ups and downs but I am not hopeless neither rejected by the world here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK4-qnR-FI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/RzD1OZX7jDw/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328524695863162962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK4-b-PiWI/AAAAAAAAG1Q/Xad5ZhraPDc/s400/IMG_2528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328524691932940642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK4-Xkt1tI/AAAAAAAAG1I/MwQtyXlRNVc/s400/IMG_2524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328524690752132818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfLLHmYc4lI/AAAAAAAAG2Y/gt5phoarr2c/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328544640555344466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every disappointment is like a barricade, an obstacle that stops and make you think of what to do; the nest step forward. Two ways to face it. One is to avoid, and second to push yourself forward. For me, I make a step forward instead, because time waits for no man. If you ever meet a disappointment, an obstacle, maybe u could just relate my story.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more overdued pictures to bring you along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK7fa6tw9I/AAAAAAAAG2A/qF4uJt0NX_k/s400/05042009(055).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328527457608647634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK7fvoDaRI/AAAAAAAAG2Q/0wU34-gHROI/s400/05042009(058).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328527463167518994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK7faOTfeI/AAAAAAAAG2I/yDgY7IZ2Bn8/s400/05042009(056).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328527457422376418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious heart-link. :D Last long with Zl !~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7105815038473277174?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7105815038473277174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7105815038473277174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7105815038473277174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7105815038473277174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-went-queensway-to-get-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SfK3XUBwHBI/AAAAAAAAG04/CLNAtaIl8_Y/s72-c/090425_022225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4256924471024363836</id><published>2009-04-20T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:31:58.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeyA3PGZCgI/AAAAAAAAG0w/2tb9P3rqUI0/s400/090420_095840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326774145706953218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hopes for one day, the earth will stop spinning and the clock will stop its role to tick. Let her rest for a full 24 hours, knowing that people wont be doing anything, and she wouldn't be affected by anyone. She needs this crucial 24 hours to sort out her thoughts. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4256924471024363836?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4256924471024363836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4256924471024363836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4256924471024363836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4256924471024363836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-unwanted-dream-came-true-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeyA3PGZCgI/AAAAAAAAG0w/2tb9P3rqUI0/s72-c/090420_095840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2979132173971226278</id><published>2009-04-19T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:38:11.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had quite an average weekend spent. Though nothing worth talking about occurred during these 2 days, but I've rested enough to start another fresh, new monday of the week. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing is, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude towards a group of people. They are nevertheless, people who have been standing by me all along and yet I was oblivious to it at times, worst still, taking everything for granted. For anything, they would support me chronically without fail. They've been the greatest pillar of support, I must say. I know there's nothing much I could do to show my deepest appreciation towards all this. This kind of feeling is so intense in me, and its building up each time I come to think to it, but I just cannot describe this feeling vividly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sorry for all my wrong-doings.&lt;/B&gt; Sometimes I may be too harsh with my words and for things that I do, until cold realisation dawned on me, I realised my mistake. AT that point in time, there's only one type of mindset. Filled with guilt and remorse. I wish to undo everything and make everything right but sadly, it is &lt;B&gt;always&lt;/B&gt; too late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And therefore, I'm learning to treasure all the time we have together. Busy yes, but I still have time for all these though. I just chatted with Dion on msn. He says that I'm a busy person, he always hesitate to call me because of this. No, I hate this... Studies is important but I'll learn to manage my time well. This is all about life, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of saying all these, what if someday you found out that you have got friends (not close, or good friends) doing recalcitant stuffs behind your back, would u forgive them? With anger built up to a cresendo, what would u do at the last resort? &lt;br /&gt;Yeah reflect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Some would understand what I've been trying to relate, some would not.&lt;br /&gt;It depends if you are on the same planet with me. Haha. Joking. Try to figure it out.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetDOUHtuAI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/dGaX-R_S2FE/s400/090419_082608.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326424897494038530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetDOL6ZceI/AAAAAAAAG0I/77hFYPaWnuU/s400/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326424895290700258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetDNzzDzQI/AAAAAAAAG0A/uVYcVw9SVWY/s400/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326424888817470722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetDNjfMreI/AAAAAAAAGz4/9Hh4aZSs34A/s400/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326424884439199202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetDNq8rfKI/AAAAAAAAGzw/PPhh1i4BCZA/s400/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326424886441901218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetEpsBpUkI/AAAAAAAAG0o/XGKDbh2HmVY/s400/DSC00215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426467279131202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetEpAE0GfI/AAAAAAAAG0Y/2MAD_L_w3dQ/s400/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326426455481260530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2979132173971226278?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2979132173971226278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2979132173971226278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2979132173971226278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2979132173971226278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-diary-ive-had-quite-average.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SetDOUHtuAI/AAAAAAAAG0Q/dGaX-R_S2FE/s72-c/090419_082608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2343470308868973638</id><published>2009-04-18T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:20:07.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>): Argh. I had a really bad, bad dream last night that I was jostled up from my sleep so early @ 6am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was so real, I was scare out of my wits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I heard that dreams are usually the opposition of reality. Is that true?..&lt;br /&gt;I hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;/Edited.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's early in the morning now and I just came back home not long ago. I'm so dead beat but, I persisted in blogging before I go for my long sleep. Just a short one and few pictures to relive my monotonous blog nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I saw a quite a number of familiar faces today. Jurong &gt; Great world &gt; Cyrus &gt; Redhill &gt; Somewhere secretive &gt; Back home.&lt;br /&gt;Caught Fast and Furious. Ah, I don't like that movie... Its too boring for me.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the day with great companies. Met beloved Jayjay, Vincent and a few over at cyrus. okay, I wanna say no more -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWXs61faI/AAAAAAAAGyI/DjVlbhnPeU0/s400/090418_064642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326094105769770402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWygNCgLI/AAAAAAAAGyw/OL4F0Qvu27g/s400/090418_091841.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326094566212927666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWylg0x-I/AAAAAAAAGyo/7_FeMeqWwbI/s400/090418_091707.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326094567638091746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWyX4MFcI/AAAAAAAAGyg/65vbO7jHCYY/s400/090418_091647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326094563977991618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWydW1vGI/AAAAAAAAGyY/nZRMcr0mwq8/s400/090418_072953.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326094565448727650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWyPGlL2I/AAAAAAAAGyQ/KQ7uOEqvkJA/s400/090418_072937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326094561622437730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow my flash zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoX9O1zpMI/AAAAAAAAGzo/0ETs92dCK8s/s400/090418_092253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095850042270914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoX82N8mjI/AAAAAAAAGzg/TG0UKECzRdw/s400/090418_092504.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095843432634930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Darling ang! Your voice is so sexayeeeee, (revenge time) HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I hatezxzxzx her coz I always lose to her by a few pathetic marks in chinese. And guess what. In her ill state, she actually did the paper 2 mock and got 46/50!!!!! But hahaha, she must work hard for her paper 1 already. HEHEHEH, me highest. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoXgLfthRI/AAAAAAAAGzY/vDr5ZoNODdQ/s400/090418_092522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095350928082194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoXgNwkjfI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/EoFnftm-WQ0/s400/090418_092447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095351535668722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoXgL6rHlI/AAAAAAAAGzI/MZyBSIxo9BI/s400/090418_092415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095351041171026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoXf4g0NYI/AAAAAAAAGzA/HhGP6J60x8k/s400/090418_092341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095345832441218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoXfrf2kAI/AAAAAAAAGy4/YOUWKXzF2-g/s400/090418_092229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326095342338740226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still quite a number of pictures in Mel's iphone. Taken with Jiankun, Teckmeng, Mel and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I feel like going 711 to get myself the milk tea, blue in colour. Slurps ): But I'm lazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2343470308868973638?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2343470308868973638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2343470308868973638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2343470308868973638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2343470308868973638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/argh_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeoWXs61faI/AAAAAAAAGyI/DjVlbhnPeU0/s72-c/090418_064642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7354816823878259389</id><published>2009-04-17T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T03:49:44.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekends once again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste time this time round....&lt;br /&gt;Steal my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEAL.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;I&gt;(Hidden meaning,)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7354816823878259389?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7354816823878259389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7354816823878259389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7354816823878259389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7354816823878259389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekends-is-once-again-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4127221950566666646</id><published>2009-04-16T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T03:32:57.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, 19 days have passed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4127221950566666646?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4127221950566666646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4127221950566666646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4127221950566666646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4127221950566666646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-ever-fall-in-love-with-your-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-6953174846311588779</id><published>2009-04-15T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T06:56:29.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-6953174846311588779?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/6953174846311588779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=6953174846311588779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6953174846311588779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/6953174846311588779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-bestest-friend-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7390161938305346762</id><published>2009-04-14T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:50:52.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most people have been under the weather recently, even me myself. Flu, cough, sore throat...&lt;I&gt;Argh, it's really bad.&lt;/i&gt; Yesterday's attendance was  indeed unbelievable manz, almost 1/4 of my classmates have failed to attend school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in the pink soon! All of you would need the energy to come school and study. &lt;br /&gt;Mid year's round the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7390161938305346762?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7390161938305346762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7390161938305346762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7390161938305346762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7390161938305346762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-people-have-been-under-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-306359330709486491</id><published>2009-04-13T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:52:57.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Temptations,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeMU7A5k32I/AAAAAAAAGx4/QloSMrMmHfQ/s400/Image223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324122188568387426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeMU69P5-MI/AAAAAAAAGxw/CYlW34EjF1U/s400/Image227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324122187588303042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her weekends was spent like this:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Clubbing @ The Ruppee Room on a thurs, &lt;br /&gt;-'Sniper' @ Bugis on a fri, nice movie I swear! Went to slack after that....&lt;br /&gt;-Drink, drank, &lt;S&gt;drunk&lt;/S&gt; with the people @ Dieter's place and going home in the morning on a sat&lt;br /&gt;-Redhill &amp; cyrus on a sun. Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends was spent with Ruchin, Ruting, Peihui, Jayjay, Jesselyn, Jeanna, Bobo, Willie, Kok long, Ahbin, Ziliang, Simin, Qixian, Qijie, Keith, Dieter, Shiwei and his bro, Nickolas, Waihong. Yeah should be about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures for any of the days mentioned above becoz I stopped blogging. So whats the point of taking, yes/no?&lt;br /&gt;Alright, wanna study already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I've updated my blog already &lt;br /&gt;Make good your promise&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-306359330709486491?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/306359330709486491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=306359330709486491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/306359330709486491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/306359330709486491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/04/temptations-thursday-skipped-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SeMU7A5k32I/AAAAAAAAGx4/QloSMrMmHfQ/s72-c/Image223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5805362304715640079</id><published>2009-03-28T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T08:28:46.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;"Sometimes, you want desperately to go back in time to change the course of one's life, but everything was fated."&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to ace for my six subjects when my mind always wanders elsewhere,&lt;br /&gt;wasting most of my time outside (weekends was productive indeed, more than 45 hours/72 hours was spent outside) &lt;br /&gt;so easily distracted by things around me&lt;br /&gt;being constantly bugged by something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey, it doesnt stop just there, there's so much more to say. But by saying it out, does it benefit me in any way? No. I've to face all these obstacles and solve it by my own. And I know for sure, I can do it. Wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please dont ask why I've stopped blogging though I'm always online, pragmatically all the time. no specific reasons. just feel that blogging sucks in time. does everything answers? ok thx bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sc4h4p4zPkI/AAAAAAAAGxY/2MHrZk_QcSg/s400/090327_133247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318225467171618370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090327_134031-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like blogging anymore. &lt;I&gt;It is no longer meaningful I guess.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like hours, its still didnt came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, melancholy-loves.blogspot.com &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5805362304715640079?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5805362304715640079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5805362304715640079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5805362304715640079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5805362304715640079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-i-dont-feel-like-blogging-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sc4h4p4zPkI/AAAAAAAAGxY/2MHrZk_QcSg/s72-c/090327_133247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-9140872599711448683</id><published>2009-03-24T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:30:25.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitches who loved gossiping so much'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh I pity you. Your brain cells must have died a lot.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;My cynical theory,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E&lt;/B&gt;-verlasting = &lt;B&gt;The love of my life, probably secondary life. o.o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing Converse shoes = so he must wear Everlast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Because...,&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlast is Converse's husband and Converse is Everlast's wifey LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Converse = CARILYN, Everlast = E (HAHA, not to be revealed because there are many people guessing still. Why so dumb? Hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1.30am now and I'm not yet in bed. I'm tired but I can't get to sleep. I don't feel like attending the talk for tmr, Thurs and also Fri. But $110 has already been paid using Edusave. I would be wasting it. I shall see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss jayjay lee da pao so much, I think he became extinct from this world days ago because I don't see his name appearing on my phone screen at all. You better join us (Hui, Double R.) for movie this coming Friday! Or else Ill steal ur gucci bag and it'll be my seventh Gucci bag in my wardrobe, leaving you with just THREE HAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-9140872599711448683?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/9140872599711448683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=9140872599711448683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/9140872599711448683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/9140872599711448683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-verlasting-love-of-my-life-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-396764279646641354</id><published>2009-03-23T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:03:51.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>/Edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just met Willie for dinner. He's a fucked up bitch I swear. He did whatever that is possible to torture me. But nevertheless, I got him spinning round and round. &lt;B&gt;An eye for an eye.&lt;/B&gt; But I suppose this is not enough to recoup my losses with regards to all those bullies. I shall take revenge on you, small boy, soon. HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let pictures do the talking, I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScejoTXW_AI/AAAAAAAAGxI/ZA6IVJv1-70/s400/090323_101518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316397797922503682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScejnwqOSbI/AAAAAAAAGxA/Kcjg1eszNno/s400/090323_101606.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316397788606384562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScejnRzGCZI/AAAAAAAAGww/H-l_Ru0Yefo/s400/090323_101549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316397780322093458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, good night! Gotta chat with love for a little while before I turn in. Luv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;S&gt;Monday blues,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/S&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy to meet all my friends today! Overwhelming feeling. Today most teachers was taken aback to lecture most of the people today simply because of the reason that today is the first day of the term and that they don't wish to spoil it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about much on a typical school day. So yeah. Oh and my class got a new relief teacher for Combined Humanities. I believe that the class next door knows this as well. He's a humourist as what he say, and yes indeed he is kinda... hmm.. funny and then kinda wierd too. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, I went Ikea with Tricia after school. It has been a pleasant short forty minutes with her. Talked with her a lot, I hope you will mug hard to secure ur A for English alright (: Work together together, TRISHTRISH my beloved girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall end off here. I gotta rush my holiday homework!! Its been piling up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-396764279646641354?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/396764279646641354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=396764279646641354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/396764279646641354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/396764279646641354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-blues-im-very-happy-to-meet-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScejoTXW_AI/AAAAAAAAGxI/ZA6IVJv1-70/s72-c/090323_101518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3715312845138587282</id><published>2009-03-22T00:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:34:24.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people(:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heading out soon. enjoy ur sunday'/><title type='text'>SUNDAY, 22 MARCH 2009</title><content type='html'>/Edited,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Tiong Bahru Plaza. (10.30pm) I really enjoyed the accompany of &lt;B&gt;R.R.P.&lt;/b&gt; They really made my day passes by fast and sadly, I suppose all good things must come to an end. Thanks for the wonderous Sunday. We shall meet up again this coming weekend. Before I forget, I met Ziliang &amp; Kok Long @ Redhill before Tiong Bahru Plaza. They accompanied me for lunch and I went off shortly after that. Today has been a fruitful day. Lovelys and I really talked about many many stuffs, ie. our future dreams, nevertheless gossips. (Hhahaa) I laughed till my sides aches and my jaws seems to be dropping at any moment. Thats how funny it is. See you'll soon :D Lynlyn ai nie worz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScZLyS1C6dI/AAAAAAAAGwg/_G4uGjWm1qo/s400/P220309_21.22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316019737577318866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScZLyPtAesI/AAAAAAAAGwY/zBYHQ1oPVcw/s400/P220309_21.21%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316019736738298562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScZLx6yerHI/AAAAAAAAGwQ/WgZjYL-80Go/s400/P220309_21.21.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316019731124104306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScZLxYhci9I/AAAAAAAAGwI/TioanvQPX6k/s400/P220309_21.20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316019721925856210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Simin heart-link, so sad that I can't stay overnight outside with you all. Understand that I'll have to attend school tmr and your holidays just started, I'm green with envy but at the same time, I miss school and my friends a lot. So there's pros and cons. Hope u enjoy today with him!! Teehee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;A cold realisation dawned on her - Her melancholy love for E,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScXhYFu2bkI/AAAAAAAAGwA/lcG_tWuXIiM/s400/090318_052536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315902739152531010" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScXhX4t-IVI/AAAAAAAAGv4/8-zhX7nN9zQ/s400/090318_052511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315902735659180370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been since forever I had felt this way... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terribly, sucky heartache feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself this will be the last chance to redeem yourself or if not, you are going to lose me forever. I resisted by not replying your constantly calls and messages. But eventually, I gave way to despair. These past few days, I know I've succeeded in making you detest me more by shuddering at your words, shrugging my shoulders and all. But despite all this, you did not gave me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, its my bad. I've been ranting about you to my friends every now and then. I shouldn't have done that. I promise this won't happen anymore. &lt;B&gt;It was 4.30am when you called and it was 5.20am when we hang.&lt;/B&gt; I told you about future, that we will be going Poly(I dont even know if Im up to it) and that means seperate ways, we wouldn't be able to last like this for long. But you told me that what matters is now. It doesn't matters what the future will be like, you just want to cherish now. Your intonation from my instinct tells me that I will not believe what other people say about you ain't being true to me because I've witnessed this myself and I know what's real and what's fake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the phone, I'm trying hard to hold back the tide of sadness in me so that you won't see. I tried to thwart it, but I failed. So now I won't do anything to let you give me up but instead I'll change to be a less petty Carilyn, in order to earn more of your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;I persisted because I know a time for a change in a person that you truly love, is worth waiting. And it will happen because of you.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Till then, I'll love you everlastingly. I'll do anything to keep us going.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3715312845138587282?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3715312845138587282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3715312845138587282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3715312845138587282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3715312845138587282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-22-march-2009_22.html' title='SUNDAY, 22 MARCH 2009'/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScZLyS1C6dI/AAAAAAAAGwg/_G4uGjWm1qo/s72-c/P220309_21.22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7674314658418698486</id><published>2009-03-21T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:56:45.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Sunday already,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScUxHlz0jwI/AAAAAAAAGvw/Fi_9SbsEw0k/s400/090321_110439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315708941659049730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScUxHWlzPCI/AAAAAAAAGvg/bbz0B88Ifhg/s400/090321_110535.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315708937573710882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG KC550'S CAMERA QUALITY SURELY RAWK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2++ am now and I've just arrived home. Bleary eyes. Hardly any energy to chat on phone anymore. In a restless position, ask me no questions daddy. I met Huiling for dinner @ Queensway earlier on, followed by meeting Ziliang, Willie, Koklong @ Redhill. (Without Huiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend is lovely at times but corny too, I hate it when she is. So xl man, HAHAHAHA take cab lah gf, heheheh&lt;br /&gt;I want an prospectable answer from you soon okaaay. I know you know~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with sarcastism, Willie and Kok Long were happily singing their hearts out whereas me, barely any voice left. I tried to sing, but my parched throat could only manage a thin, rasping voice. Yes, thats how pitiful I am. I haven't had any medicine yet, any nice souls who want to offer me? I mean, like right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;But this time its different than the previous one&lt;br /&gt;I will not fall&lt;br /&gt;I will stand tall&lt;br /&gt;I've decided on Independency &lt;br /&gt;Casting every single piece of sadness aside&lt;br /&gt;:) Goodnight earthlings and people whose dancing right now hehe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss candy, tricia and mellysa. Why? CYRUS EH. HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;inserts hearts over here to all three of you.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7674314658418698486?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7674314658418698486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7674314658418698486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7674314658418698486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7674314658418698486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/lg-kc550s-camera-quality-surely-rawk.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScUxHlz0jwI/AAAAAAAAGvw/Fi_9SbsEw0k/s72-c/090321_110439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3359909465108655487</id><published>2009-03-21T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:28:30.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Decided on Independence,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScS-Dmw1bzI/AAAAAAAAGvY/c9WgH8ibhRU/s400/P200309_012501-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315582429358288690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I recieved a call while I was sleeping. It was from * (I'm not allowed to reveal his name here.) Then I woke up and prepared to Tiong Baru Plaza @ 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much about yesterday because it is as usual - catching up time. I'd always loved catching-up time because you wont be facing your stress/burden alone. This means that you wont grow up to be a cold or aloof person. But on the other hand, if you are someone who could handle stress/pressure well, I take my hat off you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I understand that most of us are swamped with a load of school work, tests and etc. So heres a reminder to finish up by tomorrow because school holidays is coming to an end soon, very soon. Dearest friends, please dont be sad by the fact that school's reopening soon. I'm elated for a reason or another because .... I can get to study with all my friends again! K, I love my friends a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'd been under the weather nowadays and have fallen sick. I'm down with cough, sore throat, and my fever is not constant. Worst still, my dizziness comes as and when. But I don't care, I'm going out after this post. What a boring Saturday if I were to spend it at home! Okay, I shall end here. &lt;B&gt;Enjoy the club tonight to whoever that is going! &lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers, please be prepared to bombard us with lots and lots of homework,&lt;br /&gt;and we as students will utter strings of curses and hate you&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3359909465108655487?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3359909465108655487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3359909465108655487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3359909465108655487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3359909465108655487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/decided-on-independence-so-yesterday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScS-Dmw1bzI/AAAAAAAAGvY/c9WgH8ibhRU/s72-c/P200309_012501-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-527837140546145288</id><published>2009-03-20T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:40:08.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll change to make you love me more'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Second post of the day,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.45PM - I just came back home from Bukit Merah Central after meeting Nicole, Jasmine, Helfi, Fitree, Aaron Ang, Christopher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deprived of sleep currently and am gonna replenish it before I go out again.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna post some pictures up with my Beloved Moocole. We had quite a fair bit of lame jokes just now. She and her childish acts again, AHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNfeUewscI/AAAAAAAAGuw/QRPjTTzzlyw/s400/090320_041552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315196959725760962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNfefQy2lI/AAAAAAAAGuo/wu9qxkIKmNQ/s400/090320_041609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315196962619972178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNfeJMSGsI/AAAAAAAAGug/hvUQiPpRRSY/s400/090320_041629.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315196956695468738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Jasmine(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNfd6cHlDI/AAAAAAAAGuY/I49vE0Zfiuo/s400/090320_042408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315196952735355954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNiMDSuOoI/AAAAAAAAGu4/z1Gjjx9_0M8/s400/090320_042451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315199944409102978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Though she can be an ass at times (:P), but still I love her much. Moocole Via Secondary School Soul Mate. Since Secondary 1 till now, we've been in the same class. We spent more hours than anyone else does.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNiMnE54uI/AAAAAAAAGvI/el8cFjEI9iY/s400/090320_041431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315199954014823138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNiMB7ur9I/AAAAAAAAGvA/kfwJmRN9Y-8/s400/090320_041418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315199944044228562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-527837140546145288?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/527837140546145288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=527837140546145288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/527837140546145288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/527837140546145288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-post-of-day-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScNfeUewscI/AAAAAAAAGuw/QRPjTTzzlyw/s72-c/090320_041552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4247894827485627815</id><published>2009-03-19T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:37:21.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures with peihui currently.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Only one,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMIHuKxDwI/AAAAAAAAGt4/VkDSlCW1l0A/s400/090319_085459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315100913972612866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time when Carilyn says &lt;I&gt;"I'm not going, I'm not going in, CONFIRM one you see lor",&lt;/I&gt; please don't take her words for real. Because she is a damn wishy washy and last minute kind of person. She is saying all this because she has once again done a last minute decision. Nevertheless, there is evidence supporting this allegation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;She went in St. James with the usuals.&lt;/B&gt; HAHAHA. I just couldn't resist myself upon seeing all my friends enjoying wheareas me, standing outside admiring. This time @ St. James is way better as compared to Zouk. It was spacious enough to turn myself 360 degrees without worrying to knock against anyone else. (It was at a corner, of course) Met quite a number of my ex school mates over there, danced with themmmmmm too. It was &lt;B&gt;awesome!&lt;/B&gt; Splendid too, cause I get to see my Jess Baobei after so long. I'd missed her. And so many others.... Anyway, Happy 16th Birthday to Apple yesterday(: Nice dancing with ya too ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;The first time I went into a club without any make-ups. Oh my, heavenly feeling indeeddddd&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMIHQ2pvJI/AAAAAAAAGtg/BGSMFDt0oio/s400/090319_085425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315100906103618706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMIHvDHhSI/AAAAAAAAGtw/m9tgCP-47kg/s400/090319_085441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315100914208965922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMIHiyGn-I/AAAAAAAAGto/WQYWHykwTrs/s400/090319_085433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315100910916378594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken earlier on in the afternoon when I told myself I'm not gonna go St. James for sure and I've not changed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMJpNbFrYI/AAAAAAAAGuI/u-1ercHsf3A/s400/090319_032654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315102588809883010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMJo6RPsYI/AAAAAAAAGuA/w4f0ykU1ons/s400/090319_072535.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315102583668322690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired last night! Legs aching badly. Head's spinning terribly. My fever came back again. I took a quick bath and went to bed immediately. At that point of time, Baby's still enjoying himself at the club. We exchanged a few messages at about 6am  when he reached home. He can only reply me when he's not in da club la =(&lt;br /&gt;But still, I luve him oK ok ok oK~ HEHE&lt;br /&gt;Bye.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4247894827485627815?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4247894827485627815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4247894827485627815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4247894827485627815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4247894827485627815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-one-next-time-when-carilyn-says-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScMIHuKxDwI/AAAAAAAAGt4/VkDSlCW1l0A/s72-c/090319_085459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4459307694527745552</id><published>2009-03-18T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:48:51.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today&apos;s ur turn ah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='made me so worried for the entire day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idoit luv'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;You cannot mend a broken glass to its perfect condition again,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHTt4PdgcI/AAAAAAAAGsA/uvgSL2C8Y7Y/s400/090318_024210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314761820418703810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHTtskUTzI/AAAAAAAAGrw/d0VDa74bG2s/s400/090318_024104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314761817284955954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHTt1gaZwI/AAAAAAAAGsI/NruwW0sUTUM/s400/090318_080229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314761819684497154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Delon! As it was a last min decision, I decided to stay put at Vivo with the rest instead of meeting you to attend ur 'mission' together. But nevertheless, you are to be blamed as well for leaving house at such a late timing! In any case, I'd received your rantings regarding your 'mission' through message and to me, it wasn't really clear so I look forward to your face-to-face rants :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, it was a pleasant day spent at Vivo together with Tricia, Candy and Siti. We sat outside the exit of the arcade and had talks for more than an hour. Many things we've discussed and we have found out, reality is something instructable, unavoidable. Aftermath, we also had window-shopping and it was pretty fun, isn't it? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night, Tricia went home and the rest to Redhill - meet Huiling, Jerome and Vincent. Eventually, there were fewer and fewer people. Siti went home first, followed by Candy. I wanted to join them for drinks @ Boat Quay but its such a pity that I wasn't feeling too well at that point of time. I've had a slight fever and I'm wrapped in dizzyness. Thus, I went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHTuIgpEhI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/8sX1VEK8Yws/s400/090318_080040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314761824785732114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHZ2Gtm7_I/AAAAAAAAGtQ/vuLlF-nM0hE/s400/090318_111840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314768558811967474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHZ2AlycTI/AAAAAAAAGtI/DTCVjAqJ7CE/s400/090318_092136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314768557168554290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHZ15INsjI/AAAAAAAAGtA/kEhuDfM-l0k/s400/090318_080150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314768555165463090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHYTTH-i_I/AAAAAAAAGs4/qc8_JBe7cqE/s400/P18-03-09_17.44.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314766861336742898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHYS-3nIRI/AAAAAAAAGsw/UXbB1eXpzMQ/s400/P18-03-09_17.44%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314766855899390226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met someone* conincidentally before that. It has been since forever I last met you*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;My instinct tells me that you are still the same old *. Its good to see you and her back together for once again. We used to be one of the best, nothing about you that I do not know and vice versa. You messaged me soon after I left, saying to meet up when we are free. I wonder when will that day come because things ain't gonna be the same anymore for &lt;B&gt;You cannot mend a broken glass back to its perfect condition anymore.&lt;/B&gt; People around me told me that you cannot be trusted and many bad things about you, but it doesn't matters to me now. Because as for now, normal friends is the best. Best of luck in anything that you do!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHYSqI25vI/AAAAAAAAGso/PaUgXrMJPaA/s400/P18-03-09_17.42.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314766850334582514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHYSUyV1sI/AAAAAAAAGsg/c8qt2g7hMY8/s400/P18-03-09_17.41.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314766844602996418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHYSOAkqgI/AAAAAAAAGsY/353x0HOo_QA/s400/P18-03-09_19.39.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314766842783640066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHb8VSiDOI/AAAAAAAAGtY/taZakIeKu7U/s400/090318_092055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314770864827403490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've wasted too much time on computer. I got to go have my lunch already.&lt;br /&gt;Bye. See ya'll @ St. James. &lt;b&gt;I'm going but not going in, if you understand this thesis.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4459307694527745552?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4459307694527745552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4459307694527745552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4459307694527745552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4459307694527745552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-cannot-mend-broken-glass-to-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScHTt4PdgcI/AAAAAAAAGsA/uvgSL2C8Y7Y/s72-c/090318_024210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8570052818308538573</id><published>2009-03-17T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:21:16.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;A blurred vision of you remains,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScCBdjD66PI/AAAAAAAAGro/e-CKo2SMQAQ/s400/IMG_1979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314389904925059314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged in Facebook not long ago. I've got 102 friends requests and 52 nonsensical requests for 'owning me as a pet', giving me a 'strawberry', 'wanna challenge me' all this. I don't really get the hang of playing Facebook so I don't really like it. I prefer Friendster as it makes my life much much easier. HAHA. No offence to those pet society lovers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call from Mr Delon. I was asked to accompany him for some kind of mission again. So okay, Imma catch some rest now. Ahhhhh, I miss playing audi :-( When's our next session for audi, LEE DA PAO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she says that she did not miss you at all, I promise you that her nose gonna grow a few inches longer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The whirring sound of the ceilling fan was the only noise in her house now.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8570052818308538573?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8570052818308538573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8570052818308538573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8570052818308538573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8570052818308538573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/blurred-vision-of-you-remains-i-logged.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/ScCBdjD66PI/AAAAAAAAGro/e-CKo2SMQAQ/s72-c/IMG_1979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-3372834053742078129</id><published>2009-03-17T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T02:54:50.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CIAO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CARILYN IS TIRED.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Harder than you know,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd got limited pictures to post for Zouk's event. It was so stuffy that I did not have the mood to snap pictures or rather I've forgotten all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went school today to sit for my chinese mock examination. Paper 1 was rather easy for me because I've studied for it 2 days before, a quick one before I went Zouk. It came out not as exactly as what I've learnt, but it could nevertheless be put to use. As for paper 2, it was alright as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sb9x3EIg4hI/AAAAAAAAGrg/zRRAwn-1bzU/s400/~1RET110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314091276136669714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sb9x21uLtlI/AAAAAAAAGrY/EjvOL33YK8A/s400/~PQVV110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314091272268133970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sb9x2i-tCgI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/_CpylCG20ZY/s400/~O18V110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314091267237153282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's another upcoming event this Thurs. 96748020 is the number you should be calling :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th march 09&lt;br /&gt;BARCODE @ ST JAMES POWER HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;9PM to 4AM&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you truly been captivated by someone the instance you’VE set your eyes on him/her?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever fall into a trance of bewitchment, just the FIRST TIME you’ve encountered that someone?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is why;&lt;br /&gt;OPPOSITES ATTRACT.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Make your entrance in an ensemble of black and white,&lt;br /&gt;How classic can we get? &lt;br /&gt;BLACK to say: I GET THE PARTY STARTED!!&lt;br /&gt;WHITE to say: I WILL OUTSHINE EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What is YOUR saying?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WE are saying;&lt;br /&gt; We’ll be bringing 4+4 = THAT’S RIGHT, EIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;8 elegant and ravishing RUNWAY MODELS to show you what THEY SAY with KAI fashion!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;BARCODE feeds you with;&lt;br /&gt;- Drink Promotion at a limited time!&lt;br /&gt;- Dedicate songs to your favourite eye candy!&lt;br /&gt;- Photography Session; show your WHITES for the cameras!&lt;br /&gt;- And how can we forget the MODELS, THE ANGELS OF THE NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;~ They will be appearing on the runway dressed in BLACK AND WHITE smart casual fashion, sponsored by KAI.&lt;br /&gt;~Notice how KAI makes the simple BLACK AND WHITE look distinguished and versatile!&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart, you will be ASTOUNDED.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- SPECIALLY PICKED MUSIC, THE CREAM OF THE CROP, FOR YOU TO DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What’s more…&lt;br /&gt;Goodie bags worth $100 will be given out to the first 100 participants whom wear only BLACK and WHITE clothes to turn up from all participating sponsors. This includes the free drink.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp; that’s not it..&lt;br /&gt;Discount vouchers / products sponsored by our sponsors, totaling up to $1000 will be given away to 10 lucky winners of the lucky draw!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already got your tickets,&lt;br /&gt;Reserve them now @ 96748020 / carefree92@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE ITS WAY TOO LATE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-3372834053742078129?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/3372834053742078129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=3372834053742078129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3372834053742078129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/3372834053742078129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/harder-than-you-know-id-got-limited.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sb9x3EIg4hI/AAAAAAAAGrg/zRRAwn-1bzU/s72-c/~1RET110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-4095635601205360044</id><published>2009-03-16T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:58:36.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry for not replying last night'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Zouk.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I didnt want to attend it, but on the other hand, temptations are bugging me constantly.&lt;br /&gt;But knowing the hectic situation I'm going to face, why should I go still?&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;At last,&lt;/B&gt; I went ZOUK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was really PACKED like hell. Most of us regretted attending it. My mindset should have been stronger. 2000+ people attended the party, imagine the situation. I got into the club after 25 minutes of queuing with Delon, Enguo, Ruchin, Agnes and Xueer. (That's the problem of underaged parties) Baby, Dieter, Qixian, Qijie, Ashley, Candy and Siti and so many more went in only after 45mins as they came later. JJ, Peihui, Ruting only went in after the settling of their tickets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night wasn't a happy dancing night. It was so crowded that I lost all my dancing girlfriends. I searched high and low for them but I just couldn't squeeze my way through. I met Candy and Siti there but yet I was only able to see them somewhere on the dancefloor after hours of being in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I saw a lot of familiar faces over there. Sheren and Liy was there as well. &lt;i&gt;Did ya'll managed to get in in the end? I did not get to see you two thereafter. It was just too many people there. But I hope you two did enjoyed yourself last night yeah :D&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dieter &amp; co went off first and there were Baby and I left. It was about 4.30am when we left the place. We cabbed over Clarke Quay to meet up with Jerome. Sat outside Highlanders and I was freaked out by the mosquito terror. =( It was damn itchy and irritated me to the max. Both Jerome and I got it, like seriously, all over my legs and body, wheares Jerome, hands. Baby was the only one who didnt got attacked much as he was wearing long sleeve and jeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited till the morning and off we went, to nearby to have our breakfast. All of us cabbed home aftermath as we were all worn out for the one full day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't want to name you all here so.... pardon me because I know If I do, I'll be putting myself in a difficult situation as well as you. I was very well taken care of in there, guys in there do not have the slighest chance of getting close to me, let alone to take advantage. No matter where I go, as long as there is someone who is going to pass me, there will always be an arm to shield me from having any physcial contacts with them. There is so much more to say, but I shall stop here for you guys have really been a wonderous one. Once again, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love the way you hugged me so tightly. (:&lt;br /&gt;But I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep soundly love!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-4095635601205360044?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/4095635601205360044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=4095635601205360044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4095635601205360044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/4095635601205360044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/zouk-guess-what-i-didnt-want-to-but-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8026930811986168447</id><published>2009-03-15T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:50:22.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Dilemma,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzHb0EhUpI/AAAAAAAAGrI/zpGvYCfTMiA/s400/090311_094824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313340941038342802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzHbhuHIZI/AAAAAAAAGrA/EHakTGtX49E/s400/090311_094815.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313340936112513426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party @ Zouk commends tonight and yet I'm not at all excited about it. That dreary sensation in me and my heart tells me not to attend it. First thing first, I know I'm gonna be hemmed in on all sides by human bodies. It will be effing squeezy as I've already mentioned, its &lt;B&gt;ZOUK&lt;/b&gt;. Oh well, I really have no idea why its such a popular club as compared to the others. Club Ziga is so much better in my opinions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I dont have the slighest urge to club. It's not because its Sunday, its not because its 15th today. Maybe I've been attending it too often which in turn, leads to boreness of excitement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 12.30pm and its only three now but I've received more than 10 calls. Asking whether will I be attending it. I've no answers for them because I'm in a dilemma. I cant decide for myself. :-( Temptations, yet boredom kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shall decide by 10pm, as usual. I really hate this kind of feeling - when I just cant decide my own things, being so wishy-washy about it. DAMN &lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeee &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8026930811986168447?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8026930811986168447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8026930811986168447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8026930811986168447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8026930811986168447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/dilemma-party-zouk-commends-tonight-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzHb0EhUpI/AAAAAAAAGrI/zpGvYCfTMiA/s72-c/090311_094824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2281868515588411488</id><published>2009-03-13T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:09:26.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;DARLINGFOURS' REUNION DAY,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzDJPIhBAI/AAAAAAAAGqg/qk0l3mJUDV8/s400/IMPERFECTION0501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313336223838831618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzDsYipNGI/AAAAAAAAGqw/PqXnozR57RE/s400/P130309_22_05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313336827659760738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)(L)(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was in a rush yesterday, I disliked the way I typed the happenings here. It was like so broken, oh dear. So I decided to retype everything. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived home at the time of 12pm yesterday from camp. I was nevertheless, exhausted. How I wished I could just lie on my bed and dozed off immediately but I can't. I still have to attend my Flag Day Activity. I tried to perk myself up and hit the sack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to be addicted to blogging for the sake of my readers for dont-know-whats-wrong. Time has already caught up with me yet I still turn on my lappy to blog. Oh well, that caused me a 10-dollars cab trip down to Queenstown for the collection of the tin. After collecting, Cyrus with the usual ones for an hour and we went separate ways after that. I went Queensway to collect some stuff from Jesselyn and chatted for a while before going home to take a nap while the rest headed to Town area to watch 'Coming soon'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 5.15pm and my eyes were still dreary. &lt;b&gt;LACK OF SLEEP REALLY MAKES ONE EASILY PISSED OFF.&lt;/b&gt; The way I responded to Mama when she asked me to have my food, was totally atrocious and unpardonable. Despite all that, she still gave me cash.,,,&lt;br /&gt;I used 1/4 of the cash Mommy gave me to change into coins for the tin. And so, I'm left with $100 for this weekend. Aftermath, I met up with the girls at the returning of tins. The rest left and Tricia, Melissa, Pohrong and I went Great World. Met baby over there,,,,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus again for 3 hours. JJ and Kaijun turned up as well, at a later time. Wanted to join Ahlu and co for the movie 'Coming soon' but it was 11pm when I was about to go home to change. And the movie starts at 11.30pm @ Cine Leisure. Its definitely too rush for me especially when I do my things slowly and hates to be rushed. So I dropped the idea and as I was tired, I went to bed immediately after I bathed. Inorged all 16 calls and 8 messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, the camp didn't turn out as expected but luckily there were DARLINGFOURS there to make things better than worse. Quite a number of things happened, and this proved to me that Friday, the 13th, was indeed an unlucky day... P.S: Its the second &lt;B&gt;13th that falls on Friday&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love darling4's day and thanks for coming down to accompany me for the night. So many things we have once shared and gone through, shall we let all these be part of our Secondary memories? (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yinue mommah!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sby-CYcYlTI/AAAAAAAAGoo/btjRgEagUQg/s400/090313_093538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313330608520860978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sby-CGVSoeI/AAAAAAAAGoY/-FChgoXxgc4/s400/090313_093250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313330603659272674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img  src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sby-BwEnzCI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/-gSMTUgveKA/s400/090313_093401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313330597683776546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzCSsi26tI/AAAAAAAAGqY/WslN7ovdLGM/s400/IMPERFECTION0531.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335286841141970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzCSQgC_XI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/cucUVuU4ksU/s400/IMPERFECTION0542.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335279313157490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzCSfaaZuI/AAAAAAAAGqI/0H6kRqGBW9s/s400/IMPERFECTION0517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335283316057826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzCRtzndpI/AAAAAAAAGqA/v7K9NgvuCbg/s400/IMPERFECTION0515.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313335269999998610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzBelDfvqI/AAAAAAAAGp4/x1V-Xj6v3fY/s400/IMPERFECTION0513.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334391477354146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzBeGU3SQI/AAAAAAAAGpw/dUI1DPET8ZI/s400/IMPERFECTION0511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334383228700930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzBd-PhrlI/AAAAAAAAGpo/5FtE_K6zoao/s400/IMPERFECTION0519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334381058829906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzBdVQ5MHI/AAAAAAAAGpg/M4jGDDSgOcg/s400/IMPERFECTION0534.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334370058711154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzBdL8mcVI/AAAAAAAAGpY/yIfKog4zZKE/s400/IMPERFECTION0551.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313334367557677394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2281868515588411488?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2281868515588411488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2281868515588411488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2281868515588411488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2281868515588411488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/darlingfours-day-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbzDJPIhBAI/AAAAAAAAGqg/qk0l3mJUDV8/s72-c/IMPERFECTION0501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8118854260815549443</id><published>2009-03-12T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:09:44.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me hearts you many'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebabyyyyyyyyy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;When the skies turns grey,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the north-east wind blew at the direction I'm at and here I am, gonna blog about today. Its 11.30pm now and I'm dead beat, serious no joke. I'm blogging for the sake of telling everyone this amusing, yet incredible thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its none other that,&lt;br /&gt;today is first time after so many attempts of wearing contact lens! I know you guys may be laughing hard at this, but hey, it really takes courage to insert something onto your pure, clean eyes. It is something that you must get real fast to being used to it. All in all, I took about 15 mins, applause. HAHA, thanks to Candy who kept spurring me on with it. I almost gave up and intended to give to it B instead. (He luv grey contact lens) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple day for a typical Thursday. I reached Queenstown stadium for the Sports Day's event at approximately at 9.45pm after my visit to the Dental's. The weather's made me so fed up and when I could not bear the heat any longer, I started roaming around, in search of a place that I could take a breather out there. Nickolas came back to witness the event as well, had a lil bit of catching up with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath, I left the stadium with Tricia, Nicole, Joey and Candy for our lunch @ Queensway. Weijie was there too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone decided to head home after the settling of contact lens matter was done. I went home to rest and met up with Baby in the late evening. Before I went to meet Baby, I was fustrated over a particular matter which annoyed me very much. But ah, I know it was unintentional, let it pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just update the ins and outs of today as it is late now and I need to have my sleep badly. Initially, baby dieter and I three of us wanted to catch the newly-released movie "Coming soon" but the timing was unsuitable when we had gathered together. Awww. I gonna catch it soon, real soon I promise. My friends have already caught it before me and commented that it was scary and rated 5/5 for it. So therefore, I must catch it! So if you are of legal age to watch, do catch it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkwAFlssBI/AAAAAAAAGnI/B9Xj0qHWCSM/s400/090311_212142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312330013518639122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sbkv_3t-SlI/AAAAAAAAGnA/sg1q1G7dbW8/s400/090311_212127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312330009795250770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sbkv_qYdsdI/AAAAAAAAGmw/HFtnhSXWDUM/s400/090311_212024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312330006215373266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I finally got to realise how powerful contact lens is ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkwApGgUOI/AAAAAAAAGnQ/5I8A8yuPAic/s400/090312_022418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312330023051481314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkxLmkl-3I/AAAAAAAAGnw/-TJhNCzyuRc/s1600-h/090312_022558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkxLmkl-3I/AAAAAAAAGnw/-TJhNCzyuRc/s400/090312_022558.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312331310862564210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkxLb2PGBI/AAAAAAAAGno/_w_lMQAjWRs/s400/090312_022543.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312331307983771666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkxK76ZkhI/AAAAAAAAGng/PWidS0rjWd0/s400/090312_022530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312331299411300882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I missed wearing high-waist skirt and finally I found it and wore it out today ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkxMJ34xOI/AAAAAAAAGn4/1GvH3dNJmok/s400/090312_034454.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312331320338728162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My phone's battery was totally flat even before I could even punch any numbers on it, let alone to snap pictures. &lt;B&gt;LG's battery life sucks big time.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that should be enough I guess. I'll be attending my camp tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Be determined to wait for me ok! Just merely hours that could be easily counted. &lt;br /&gt;I will miss you very much, and I'll try my very best to contact you in the best many times. This is the last camp in my Secondary life and I would want to treasure it a lot especially with Darlingfours back again. Believe in me when I say my love for you will never change within time and distance to me, you will always be the second closest to me for you are sealed tightly deep in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me (L) you.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8118854260815549443?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8118854260815549443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8118854260815549443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8118854260815549443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8118854260815549443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-skies-turns-grey-i-think-north.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbkwAFlssBI/AAAAAAAAGnI/B9Xj0qHWCSM/s72-c/090311_212142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-2333269785283379820</id><published>2009-03-11T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T04:14:53.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Accept what we cannot change,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbePp0lcXwI/AAAAAAAAGmY/m3m56inIXzA/s400/090309_074339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311872234159890178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbePp1uHcsI/AAAAAAAAGmQ/K4yh6EOaeYs/s400/090309_074049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311872234464703170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbePpvRv8_I/AAAAAAAAGmI/3Ms_kkN_dgg/s400/090309_073919.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311872232735110130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbePpZb7jnI/AAAAAAAAGmA/TQ8_Y5Ce3WE/s400/090309_073710.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311872226872233586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbePpNWgZhI/AAAAAAAAGl4/3UVJroHHEy4/s400/090309_073731.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311872223628256786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected to be doing my homework but I'm always either lazing languorously on the bed or staring into space. I am indeed worn out these past few days with no good reasons, thus this explains the lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always good to receive a compliment because they are all pleasant words which will brighten your day up. I am pleased with my situational writing and half-done essay done in 2 periods today! Neverthelessly, I felt a sense of accomplishment after editing my last week's essay because I know I gonna score even better than the previous piece of essay, after much advice from my English teacher. Now I know where I went wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Went Bugis yesterday with Beloved Ahlu to get my new converse shoes !(:&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbeQzPHdGEI/AAAAAAAAGmo/bfFoc1ZFpDo/s400/090310_094345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311873495412316226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbeQyxIGsbI/AAAAAAAAGmg/bpxYyfexyKY/s400/090310_084823.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311873487361978802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great heart-to-heart talk. Its always the same thing but yet there's always new things piling up on it. I don't know why, we don't seemed to get bored of it. Hahaha. I hope to catch a movie with her dha luvvvvvv soon as well as the rest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays, yay:D But,,, camp on Fri and susposingly Flag Day on Sat. But however, I could not make it due to my camp. Girlfriends and I initially planned to hit Cyrus for audi but the camp put a dart through my desires. Saded. Its alright, I hope to join ya'll after that! I've became so addicted to computer games nowadays and its affecting me adversely. I gonna quit thinking about it whole day long which are signs of imbalanced mindset. Oh and I might not be blogging for some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altough I would never to get to know who my faithful readers are, except for some but still I really appreciate each and every one of you for increasing my hits each day. Thank you, and I do hope my blog did not bore ya'll to tears (:(: Ill try my best to update stuffs that excites. And everyone, do make full use of your holidays and have a fruitful and wonderous one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends outside: I know I'd not been contacting some of you since ages. And now that I no longer play Friendster, its even harder to keep in touch. Also, I've changed a new cellphone with only 9 contacts in it currently. I always get to hear this from ya'll from msn, &lt;br /&gt;"I miss you, Carilynnnnn! You know I missed you like hell right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actions plsssss, call me to meet me up! I've missed all of you too. As I'd mentioned countless times before, I'm a busy person this year. I seldom have any spare time to spend out there because my energy is used up kinda quickly. Haha. This might be the only time before long that I'm free. I really miss the ol' days at town, bugis. Those days we used to slack outside Cine esp. Xiaojess BB. We'd had good times last holidays, isn't it? :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I gotta go. I'm very tired already. See, I told you. My energy is limited.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Good bye earthlings! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-2333269785283379820?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/2333269785283379820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=2333269785283379820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2333269785283379820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/2333269785283379820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/seven-colours-of-rainbows-expected-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbePp0lcXwI/AAAAAAAAGmY/m3m56inIXzA/s72-c/090309_074339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5938451531584652859</id><published>2009-03-08T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:56:26.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some words are left to be unsaid'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Windows Live Messenger, 11.33pm.&lt;br /&gt;E&amp;C's conversation ;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;ice cream so nice&lt;br /&gt; ice cream so cute&lt;br /&gt; ice cream so tasty&lt;br /&gt; carilyn so fucked up&lt;br /&gt;carilyn so petty&lt;br /&gt; i dont like it,&lt;br /&gt; if only she changes ,&lt;br /&gt; i love her alot&lt;br /&gt; like my mom loves my daddy&lt;br /&gt; HAHA, &lt;br /&gt; i know im cute,&lt;br /&gt; come on (: love me for who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;C:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont love her cause she's not worthy of your love. dont wanna be caught in between, and lastly she hates you, just like how she hate a flasher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love her coz she's worth my love dont get too confused in your mind just like how i get confused over a quesiton during the examination &lt;br /&gt; ok that was crap&lt;br /&gt; i dont know what i talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;C:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question mark, question mark, question mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me if i get alittle to irritating &lt;br /&gt; ty than i'll stop&lt;br /&gt; (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;C:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stop&lt;br /&gt; cause i dont wanna entertain u any furthr&lt;br /&gt; so lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;E:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh ?&lt;br /&gt; huh?&lt;br /&gt; dont love me alr ?&lt;br /&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt; );&lt;br /&gt; )&lt;br /&gt; );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;C:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5938451531584652859?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5938451531584652859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5938451531584652859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5938451531584652859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5938451531584652859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/windows-live-messenger-11.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-8251552683638554350</id><published>2009-03-07T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T07:56:07.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I'm currently at Cyrus playing audi with Darling JJ. Hah&lt;br /&gt;Hit Vivo and Tiong Bahru Plaza with Candy, Tricia, Peihui, Ruting, Ruchin just now. I'd had a good Saturday because I get to see most of the lively people I'd missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Let's meet up soon again, doubleR and P. (:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.... My eyes are damn sore and tired right now. I gonna leave this place soon,,, its already 2.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbNdrTxbnQI/AAAAAAAAGlI/nBJ_iaCxbP4/s400/090307_083954.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310691384223309058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbNdqzAnDlI/AAAAAAAAGlA/4SW5OF-tYng/s400/090307_083944.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310691375428603474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbNdqqJ3faI/AAAAAAAAGk4/s2wkYtcs48U/s400/090307_063757.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310691373051510178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbPYjYOakkI/AAAAAAAAGlg/IJDdITerk1A/s400/P07-03-09_20.40%5B04%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310826487909880386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbPYjAFMTqI/AAAAAAAAGlY/AbUML0MKb_U/s400/CIMG5768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310826481428745890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-8251552683638554350?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/8251552683638554350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=8251552683638554350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8251552683638554350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/8251552683638554350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbNdrTxbnQI/AAAAAAAAGlI/nBJ_iaCxbP4/s72-c/090307_083954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5567679474708422822</id><published>2009-03-06T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:16:24.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I thank God for granting me such beautiful people around me.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P.S: BEBE labels on us without any planning! Heart linked ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090306_074545-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn34/ahboy_smoker/090306_074605-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd always tell me to love myself more than anyone else. I've always remembered your words. So now I'm telling you, there will never be tears (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Valley point pub,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIFknsdYyI/AAAAAAAAGio/LMCEhqyJWig/s400/090306_064653.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310313037312123682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd no idea why I landed up at home, I'd no idea why I was lying near my doorstep. I could barely remember what exactly happened last night. It was such a scary feeling when I opened my eyes one hour ago. I'm currently having a hangover but its ain't an serious one so don't worry people, I know what I am typing now. &lt;I&gt;I tried hard to recall back...&lt;/I&gt; Somehow I still can recall bits and pieces of last night. Someone sent me home yesterday and I think is B, because I recognize his voice, but why was I lying near my door step?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Willie, Jesselyn and Sebastian at ABC during the night before heading to Orchard to meet Jerome. Had quite a bit of catching up with Jesselyn. She gave me the sweetest hug ever and says that she (L) me a lot. Awwww, I was so touched at that moment. And right now, I'm gonna say that I love chu as much as well, darling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbILfW55zfI/AAAAAAAAGjI/WBjiT_Z01bc/s320/090306_075651.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310319543975529970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbILeytZmBI/AAAAAAAAGjA/dW3IM3H_AaI/s320/090306_075635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310319534259410962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbILgEubz-I/AAAAAAAAGjY/9OzhBZBf0r0/s320/090306_080934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310319556275458018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbILfgWFraI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/6Qs7rUQYYw4/s320/090306_075722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310319546509667746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIMJKfEUzI/AAAAAAAAGjw/e5wwlsisiso/s320/090306_081227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310320262196253490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIMI6iDdeI/AAAAAAAAGjo/X5hP-82ef7I/s320/090306_080614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310320257913812450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling quite reluctant to leave them because it has been since long I had been with them for a nice chat like this ... Similarly, I did had a good catching up with Jerome as well. After so many issues that has been going on my mind for days, I'm finally back to my happy-self. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having our dinner at Pastamania, Cine Leisure, we went over Cyrus to meet up with the rest whose heading to the pub as well. Coincidentally, met Teck Meng and his friend over @ Spice. Sat down with them while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Black Label mixed with Coke, 40%. There were Vincent, Jerome, Jk, Pr, B, JJ and myself. Played cards and all. I think i was already drunk before 2am. What a lousy drinker I am, I thought to myself. Yes, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I drunk already that time? No idea! Ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIPEzMSmbI/AAAAAAAAGkY/W8-lpKzrHPk/s400/090306_113327.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310323485758888370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIPEsFvogI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/55X4LYlPfV8/s400/090306_112744.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310323483852382722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIPEZNFisI/AAAAAAAAGkI/LgFwG04t4IA/s400/090306_110923.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310323478782905026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIPERvTBNI/AAAAAAAAGkA/y4Wuh6WtUhU/s400/090306_110923.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310323476778910930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was tipsy last night, but more or less I'm still aware of the things going on around me. Thanks for taking care of me last night and I know that u frantically searched for me when you lost me last night. We'd got strong and better this time around. We'd not forgot our saying, "We must get better after every quarrel ok!" :D&lt;br /&gt;I heart you, my dearest Assy. Not forgetting CandyLuv, one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIP_cPRhjI/AAAAAAAAGkw/mQZSh3-jWBE/s400/090306_111008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310324493209667122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year and two months of Love, awww so sweeeeeet HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIP-wAazUI/AAAAAAAAGko/SdYvtIDtBuo/s400/090306_105623.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310324481336200514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIP-j22yMI/AAAAAAAAGkg/HZIHsC8wbdw/s400/090306_112734.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310324478074865858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am still feeling kinda dizzy righ tnow. Pardon for any mistakes here because I can't really see clearly. SO ya. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5567679474708422822?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5567679474708422822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5567679474708422822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5567679474708422822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5567679474708422822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/p.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SbIFknsdYyI/AAAAAAAAGio/LMCEhqyJWig/s72-c/090306_064653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5262533093635234987</id><published>2009-03-05T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:24:46.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time now: 4.17pm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Best actress award, this will be the last message to you&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally know who you are, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you denied for countless times, but I still persisted based on the facts I know. 9 out of 10 evidences are pin-pointing at you. It couldn't be much of a coincidence. Really.. Too much of a coincidence. Well, I don't accuse people without any evidence.  To be frank, you deserve a tight slap, but then come to think about it, its not worthy having to put my future at stake. You won't succeed in getting me falling into your trap. For having said that, I'm sorry. And I'd always believed in Karma. Very soon, retribution will befall on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANY, I emphasize on the word MANY people just couldn't believe that you were actually that sort of person, even me myself. You were such a sweet one last year, we used to exchange smiles with each other always, whenever we brushed past each other. And yet, I wouldn't bring myself to believe all this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say plenty of unpleasant things out there to your dearest friends and so, because definitely this is human's nature. But I don't care, all I want to say on this post for you guys to know is, I'm not what as 'she' said and I find it really senseless for "you" to start an argument just because of the word &lt;B&gt;B&lt;/B&gt;, which I use it to name my loved one. Check it out girl, how many thousands and millions of people are using that term? Its such a common term, come on, you can better than that, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;I also know that he used to call you B, right? Thats why. But its over, so stop reminscing the past. Life still goes on.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;You know yourself best at heart, alright end.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to people who helped to spam back:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for helping me to justify against all this discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;Let everything end here, for I don't wanna pursue the matter anymore. And I doubt that 'spammer' would reply back anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll, esp JJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5262533093635234987?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5262533093635234987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5262533093635234987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5262533093635234987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5262533093635234987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-actress-award-this-will-be-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5858459198610500418</id><published>2009-03-04T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:11:09.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste 15 mins of my life on this post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Jealousy kills = sympathetic spammer.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to you, obnoxious jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people who knows me well knows that I don't really bother about spammers cause like I'd said, they are spammers, good-for-nothing spammers. But since you've replied such a long post back, I shall not disappoint you then. In any way, I'm defending myself against your allegations too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wondered if you really have got anmosity towards me, why not tell me right in my face rather than just tagging unintelligibly and moreover, namelessly? This clearly proved to me that your mindset is so devilishly baloney. Hey girl, to libel is already considered an immature act. Nobody is prefect, neither do I. I do whatever I like, you don't even know me well enough to have the right in judging. Whose the one not getting a life man? In case you do not know, you are being a lifeless kiddo by doing so and making a molehill out of a mountain when its not of ur problem at all, worst still, making a mockery out of yourself. I bet that's the reason why you don't state your name down. I hit the nail on your head, don't I? (= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something, it is a motif. The previous spammer is also commenting on my English. Oh gosh, firstly, I did not say that my english is good which I don't think so too. Oh, brush up on my English. That goes without saying, I gotta improve for English is never-ending. I would gladly accept any mistakes on my part of English, but you don't have to go to the extent of commenting on it. Let me tell you, you ain't better off either. &lt;B&gt;FYI: Don't use 'for god sake', you use, "for goodness sake" instead.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm having my O levels ths year. I'm a real busy person, unlike you. I'm not at least in interested in replying sucha long tags to entertain you in future. &lt;I&gt;Sadly, just once to entertain you.&lt;/I&gt; Or maybe, when I've the free time to reply you damn lil shit. But I don't think so uh [; Don't try to say things which will sow discord between me and The Boy cause you are not gonna be successful, gotcha? Goodbye and "last long" with your non-existence boyfriend? HAHA. Who knows whether its real? Good night and may u dream of me every night since you loathe me so much aha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to bed now ^^&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;B&gt;B&lt;/B&gt;, I miss &lt;b&gt;B&lt;/B&gt;, I miss &lt;B&gt;B&lt;/B&gt;, I miss &lt;B&gt;B&lt;/B&gt;, I miss &lt;B&gt;B&lt;/B&gt;. And I knows he misses me too (:(:(:(:(:(:((:(: Luv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly missed wearing high-waist skirt ,,,, ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa601XfVN4I/AAAAAAAAGiQ/NiYOJ8w4gbc/s400/DSC02673.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309379839647889282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa601D3wBhI/AAAAAAAAGiI/Xq-9LoJ2Mwo/s400/DSC02677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309379834381600274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I shall dig it out this weekend to wear it. I dont know why, most of my clothings are nowhere to found. Everything is like superimposing on each other. Especially my fav white dress bought by my mum is missing =( &lt;br /&gt;Ok cut. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5858459198610500418?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5858459198610500418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5858459198610500418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5858459198610500418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5858459198610500418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/jealousy-kills-sympathetic-spammer.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa601XfVN4I/AAAAAAAAGiQ/NiYOJ8w4gbc/s72-c/DSC02673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-7075226813864268553</id><published>2009-03-03T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:35:20.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;Sweet love,&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I skipped school again today. Thanks to someone, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Dozed off again when B left in the morning. Its always nice to sleep in during rainy days, yes/no? (=&lt;br /&gt;I was so reluctant to get out of bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa04upXjCxI/AAAAAAAAGhA/XIn7pdttIgc/s400/090303_041315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308961909769440018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa04uHnEMcI/AAAAAAAAGg4/kYLJ7vbkVE4/s400/090303_040930.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308961900707721666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa04tyxcu_I/AAAAAAAAGgw/kkrSH7od-tc/s400/090303_040856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308961895114128370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to believe that, as many teachers say, we are made stronger by our disappointments. To me, I feel that the true impact of a disappointment is felt only by the person feeling it. I myself have felt a few and I am sure, I did not get stronger by them; if anything, they hurt me badly and caused me to lose confidence in myself. I'm racing with time. My results are getting poorer and poorer, even people around me asked in wonder why is it so. Someone please tell me right in the head that its ALREADY MARCH! Three disappointments in a day. -English, Chinese, Combined Humanties. My susposingly strong subjects I would say.  &lt;I&gt;Therefore, my overall conclusion is: I'm not gonna skip school for no good reason again,&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut short, I stayed at home until Huiling called. I went Tiong Bahru Plaza to meet her and Mellysa. Had dinner at food court. Thats all for the day. I'm heading over siti's place to stay tonight, to accompany her, that freako. Aha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;Huiling - Bangszxszx meimei hair (:P) Mellysa - Long hair, it reminds me of my long hair too! Teehee.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa075erIsTI/AAAAAAAAGho/c8vi_Iw3GOw/s400/090303_065736+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308965394412253490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa075OXNloI/AAAAAAAAGhg/7-1zwdIu2FA/s400/090303_065605.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308965390033720962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa075JvHCsI/AAAAAAAAGhY/ka3FzL9HmPc/s400/090303_065409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308965388791777986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa09LuOGmzI/AAAAAAAAGiA/wbSZyp0M33k/s400/090303_065749.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308966807334722354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa09K30iaRI/AAAAAAAAGh4/TOEFhRhJsBE/s400/090303_070750.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308966792731978002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life to the fullest. Studies is important, but freedom to do what you like is even important. You won't want to kill your brain cells, yes/no? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-7075226813864268553?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/7075226813864268553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=7075226813864268553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7075226813864268553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/7075226813864268553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-love-oh-well-i-skipped-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Sa04upXjCxI/AAAAAAAAGhA/XIn7pdttIgc/s72-c/090303_041315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-548940093827515675.post-5980446005216644295</id><published>2009-03-02T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:00:04.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;School days, school life&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SavlfU58ApI/AAAAAAAAGgg/BE3uz3ifuWo/s400/090302_060356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308588912136684178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/Savlfbl-FeI/AAAAAAAAGgY/FPPdT-4WddY/s400/090302_040059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308588913931982306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned in the previous post, I've got a tight schedule today. And I was unable to meet up with anyone for lunch or anything and I seemed to be rushing for time regardless I'm in school or at home today. Blame it on my laziness over the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this post clearly indicates that I can heave a sigh of relief because I'd finished whatever that is required to accomplish. Though I still have some work to complete... But I don't considered it as part of my time-table today because the due date is only this friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright my memory card in my new phone is spoilt because no matter how I tried, the memory is still full when I have got 2gb and not even a single decent song is in it. Another thing, its just a day (or not even a day) there's already scratches on it. Obvious scractches somemore :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I don't feel like taking O levels at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/548940093827515675-5980446005216644295?l=melancholy-loves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/feeds/5980446005216644295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=548940093827515675&amp;postID=5980446005216644295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5980446005216644295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/548940093827515675/posts/default/5980446005216644295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholy-loves.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-days-school-life-as-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Carilyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SVfQKFsdr-I/AAAAAAAAGFs/fw7Q-DSYOZs/S220/CIMG3878.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I49SnXaarAk/SavlfU58ApI/AAAAAAAAGgg/BE3uz3ifuWo/s72-c/090302_060356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
