<?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-5112199905857505409</id><updated>2011-11-05T04:18:30.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, me and me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>395</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2626058762586818719</id><published>2011-11-05T04:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:18:30.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>Been sometime since I last posted anything.&lt;br /&gt;I just really want to note down some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that some songs can just be attributed to some people?&lt;br /&gt;Like specific people?&lt;br /&gt;Like I really really like the song The Man Who Can't Be Moved by The Script.&lt;br /&gt;The song gives me chills, like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;A feeling tied specifically to this song.&lt;br /&gt;It brings me all the way back to the time when I was with Wei Lun.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I was in love.&lt;br /&gt;Just that I loved HY more.&lt;br /&gt;Keyword: loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh HY.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you're past tense.&lt;br /&gt;I spent so much time, effort, energy, etc etc letting you go.&lt;br /&gt;I finally see the light.&lt;br /&gt;We were happy, but I was your parrot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to songs,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. People-specific songs.&lt;br /&gt;Just the way you are by Bruno Mars, so Kris.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Romance, BY.&lt;br /&gt;Solo by Iyaz  = Jayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's just can't be explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to The Script.&lt;br /&gt;That song gives me this empty but yet calm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;On a good day, it's a great song.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, that song can send me all the way to yellowlight mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that.&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about recent life decisions.&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind to do accounting now.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, letting go tourism.&lt;br /&gt;I was completely fine with it at first,&lt;br /&gt;questioning myself, WHY DID I CHOOSE TOURISM?&lt;br /&gt;As in UQ, not TP.&lt;br /&gt;I would never regret a single moment in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my passion (as much as accounting).&lt;br /&gt;The energy, the movement, the people in a hotel or tourism industry always fascinate me.&lt;br /&gt;I did so well in my internship.&lt;br /&gt;I looked forward to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;I worked extra hours willingly.&lt;br /&gt;That drive, is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality caught up with me.&lt;br /&gt;That industry, that I was so passionate about 2 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;will not earn me enough money.&lt;br /&gt;Enough to show everyone that I'm a successful person who never failed her parents.&lt;br /&gt;The only way is through accounting.&lt;br /&gt;Something I always knew I'd do one day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I could buy myself sometime and really enjoy my youth.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently with an ambition, I can never have the best of both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember the days where I check in hundreds of guests.&lt;br /&gt;Where my fingers type in the cheatcode Ryan thought me in entering guest credit card details.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and look at everyone of them, fulfilling all check in criteria.&lt;br /&gt;That feeling when a guest leave and say THANK YOU KELLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you, my dream.&lt;br /&gt;We're just not fated.&lt;br /&gt;One day, when I have enough money,&lt;br /&gt;I will reach my dream by opening a small boutique hotel with a nice cafe.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2626058762586818719?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2626058762586818719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2626058762586818719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2626058762586818719'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never ever get a guy so fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make me feel like apple pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number FOUR appeared,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excluding Chuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tune for more Kelly-soap drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8286359839188205462?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8286359839188205462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-5133525375932755666</id><published>2011-03-27T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:37:26.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh boy.</title><content type='html'>It's happening.&lt;div&gt;It's happening once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting bored and sick of CHUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M GETTING SICK OF CHUCK WTFFF!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chuck don't seem like chuck anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that he's becoming nate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK MYSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-5133525375932755666?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/5133525375932755666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=5133525375932755666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5133525375932755666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5133525375932755666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-boy.html' title='Oh boy.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-779673925694995601</id><published>2011-03-26T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:08:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occasionally.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes,&lt;div&gt;occasionally,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;often,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is so complicated we cruise with it without knowing where are we heading to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop my own curiosity and went to view HER profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, the legendary missy G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how to explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just like WTF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dislike her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do think that in certain pictures she look pretty but yes, THAT IS ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MERELY IN PICTURES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry but I'm a sore bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, just a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't envy you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, hate is too strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dislike you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you once made me doubt myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up to the extend that I fall into this tunnel of zero self-confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that wasted 2 years of my life to gain it back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why, I DISLIKE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Occasionally.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-214827273802545978</id><published>2011-03-18T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:51:35.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongue piercing.</title><content type='html'>I admit, &lt;div&gt;I like kissing people with tongue piercing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except for Trisha because honestly she suck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proof: rmb the dribble?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg I'm such a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to tongue piercing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I don't have anymore chance kissing people with tongue piercing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda want to be at the another end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather tempted to get a tongue piercing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hot I admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW NOW BROWN COW?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm really scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-214827273802545978?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/214827273802545978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=214827273802545978' title='0 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2011.&lt;div&gt;Just a day like any other except that it ended so well I am speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was, perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perfection, is hard to achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when I'm judging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But last night was nothing else but perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the moment I step in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till I left and take the bus home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sooo perfect I nearly said the three words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did that happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can roughly 12 hours be so perfect throughout?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm making it a big deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is, at least to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a 12 hours with no glitch, technical error or even slip of mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That, was something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2322156480471653094?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2322156480471653094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2322156480471653094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2322156480471653094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2322156480471653094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2011/03/seventh-of-march.html' title='Seventh of March.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-6321387184744636852</id><published>2011-03-03T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:05:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I've been blogging once again.&lt;div&gt;Geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really bored I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone's flirting hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA SO CUTE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YEAH I'm gonna entertain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need my entertainment too ya know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rehab's over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-6321387184744636852?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/6321387184744636852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=6321387184744636852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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plot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so angry and pissed the whole day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I missed out on the oldest trick in the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you little Missy G, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing a sheep's costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not gonna let you win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I don't get it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even want to let you have the remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna play this game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the matter of pride and ego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You think you're good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, think again because I'm a wolf, naked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see who wins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Costumes'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7057771490917654822</id><published>2011-03-01T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T00:09:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are words.</title><content type='html'>I hate nights like this.&lt;div&gt;When everything is right, but I felt like everything is falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to Chris Medina - What Are Words just makes things worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already naked but yet I feel warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're powerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharper than blades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subconsciously, someone said THE word today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not in the sense of the powerful I LOVE YOU but he said "papa bear loves you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which at the end still refers to himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed my immediate voice change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My urge to end the conversation because I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that person do not mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not in that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given it's some random person I wouldn't care much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only say that magical four-letter word, when you mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been blogging for a loooong time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No longer have the interest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to blog because I want to capture every single memory in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to remember everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 years down the road, I read back what happened now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like what I did with my Xanga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though through time I realised,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that maybe we shouldn't retain so much memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it go and make space for new ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tracy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attempted suicide today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16 pills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it would work if she had more because I've done my research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If one day I wanted to suicide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pills would be the way as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in the days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had 6 panadols on regular basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just makes me feel better about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed assurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm past that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing her so helpless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;makes me think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What made me, me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I so indifferent nowadays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I still human?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course in flesh and blood sense but emotions and feelings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always had challenges I have to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since young, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been territorial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted my own room, my own space, my own desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You name it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so obssessed I lied on my age so that I could get cards printed with my name on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The card belongs to ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never actually discussed much problems with my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never actually asked for extra pocket money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not saying I'm better than anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do think that to a certain extent, it is not a very good thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me really vulnerable when I actually let my guard down and starts to be dependent on someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History proved me right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I have my guard up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my wall against people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it didn't help that there are many out there that thinks that I'm an independent, but yet selfish person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that I don't think about others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just that experience told me that I should think of myself first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because no one would pity you when you fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They would point their fingers at you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only few, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will lend a hand and pull you up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have to be prepared that one they,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they might walk away and you're yet again, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna get hurt ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just hurt too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is why I learnt, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to deal with my own problems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If one day I die,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd want to make sure that my parents are already away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because the only two person I'm in debt with are them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I'd leave with no one to answer for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7057771490917654822?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/7057771490917654822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=7057771490917654822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7057771490917654822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7057771490917654822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-are-words.html' title='What are words.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3382396562197257757</id><published>2011-01-14T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T23:34:04.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beams!</title><content type='html'>The boy called.&lt;br /&gt;We talked for practically half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda long for our record eversince his bush trip to Townsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I think things are definitely getting better btw us.&lt;br /&gt;Like we understand each other more.&lt;br /&gt;He said he was glad for smtg I did as well.&lt;br /&gt;Which I'm glad I did what I did.&lt;br /&gt;Like, he ditched me once to hang out with his friends,&lt;br /&gt;but he said he'd make it up to me with Harbour Town.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really wanna go but I appreaciate the effort though.&lt;br /&gt;So I just ended up watching a movie with H.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't give him a bad time though and apparently he was realllly happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I guess being understanding scores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really get why.&lt;br /&gt;How can I be sooo patient around him when I'm not really known for being patient.&lt;br /&gt;It's like he brings out the best in me.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;It sounds cliche but really.&lt;br /&gt;I've never really been sooo patient and all even to HY.&lt;br /&gt;With HY I'd be upset but I won't really say but I AM upset at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've learnt to view things form a diff point of view I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;I still deny that I'm in love with the boy though.&lt;br /&gt;Love is too strong a word for anything currently.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think he's great at sweet talking and complimenting me.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, sometimes I guess he really mean it..&lt;br /&gt;Okay probably most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when will he start seeing the numerous flaws I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna get my another dose of Bruno Mars.&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTY PPL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3382396562197257757?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/3382396562197257757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=3382396562197257757' title='0 Comments'/><link 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called just makes everything lights up.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm exagerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was indeed pretty mundane until he called.&lt;br /&gt;He made me watch all the boxing and sparring vids again from utube.&lt;br /&gt;Like he made us press play together.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice that he noticed I never text or call.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;AT least it meant that it worked.&lt;br /&gt;He was like were u busy SMOOCHING or FLIRTING??&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And he made me text him at least 3 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy was complaining that she's getting too much of Shane now that she's seeing him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;She's staying at their place cause she have to evacuate as well.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how will it be like if I stay over there.&lt;br /&gt;Will I be sick of Kris? or the other way round?&lt;br /&gt;Will we be even closer?&lt;br /&gt;Or this short break makes us miss each other more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was already saying that we haven't seen each other for ages when actually it's just a few days.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in uni we only see each other once a week.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sleeping beside the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sounds like I'm goddamn in love,&lt;br /&gt;but actually not really la..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's still called the infatuation stage.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the flood there's no highlights in my current life.&lt;br /&gt;The hottest thing I can find is the boy's biceps and abs.&lt;br /&gt;Probably butt too but okay,&lt;br /&gt;that's why I'm stuck with this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just amazing how he can boost my ego up and make me feel as if I'm really that perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I am not.&lt;br /&gt;I am filled with numerous flaws but yet he managed to make me forget everyone of it when I'm around him.&lt;br /&gt;Probably that's the thing I like most about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nights where I indulge myself with my dose of Bruno Mars - Just the way you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2804983752479378204?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2804983752479378204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2804983752479378204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2804983752479378204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2804983752479378204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2011/01/beams.html' title='BEAMS'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-6915236525904779936</id><published>2011-01-12T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T19:29:10.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLOOD!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it!!&lt;div&gt;Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're like struck by natural disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO JOKE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manors level 1 was gone by the time we evacuate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sooo drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were rescue boats and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 11.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should never forget that date man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, everything is alright except that the new stuff from Isaac is all submerged in water,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and two person that I'd expect to be concerned never even asked how's my situation is like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, and the bf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little disappointed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everyone else's concern :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really nice of u guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially my dear gfs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-6915236525904779936?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-5935078404359888707</id><published>2011-01-02T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:31:07.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.</title><content type='html'>Love is INDEED a strong word.&lt;div&gt;So, he WAS joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think out of 100%, I'd say my disappointment level was just a 5% sting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite I smiled when I see it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a part of me just know that he WAS joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 2011 IS here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started 2011 with a feast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Jan 2011,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cooked a 3 course meal, plus a soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone seemed to like it so I assume it was a success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least I'm getting better at something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at this time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was homeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headache with all the crap going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In about 10 days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's your birthday again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not having that heartache feeling anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa wished me yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish everything is back to how it started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll definitely do better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't ask for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's better than nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least he's talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you, grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's all cheer to 2011 with loud moans and groans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-5935078404359888707?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/5935078404359888707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=5935078404359888707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5935078404359888707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5935078404359888707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html' title='Love.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1261637285378646794</id><published>2010-12-30T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:43:51.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>It's 31 December 2010.&lt;div&gt;Last day of 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How time passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I graduated from TP in April.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made a quick decision to come to UQ in July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got into a relationship (it's reaching 3 months and no shit happened yet!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tour around Brissy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried Chinese Take Out Box Noodle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First time in Aussie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirmed my trip with GFs to Indo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went on several 2.4km runs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had my first push up, strapless and sports bra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have SO much going on for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I barely have time to breathe these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about that I'm going to BODYBOARD tomorrow (I mean later)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want 2010 to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really afraid that all these good things will come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try my very best, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to make 2011 a better one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new year resolution:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better sex (HAHA.. jk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get my belly button piercing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travel around Aussie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1261637285378646794?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1261637285378646794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1261637285378646794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1261637285378646794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 Dec 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he said 'me love you long time'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How true is that, joking or for real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he used the Love word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he likes the tshirt =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, I pretty much like the stuff he bought me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't really impressed at first I think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I peeped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm starting to love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My December is powerpacked ttm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gold Coast like every other day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swimming, steam room and spa with the bf,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tried cooking new stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lotsa house parties and clubbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually going to Mount Tamborine TOMORROW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the gfs like hell lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you loves for always being there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resolution for 2011?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BETTER SEX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay just kidding =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2764712832680789444?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2764712832680789444/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1666667480175414410</id><published>2010-12-20T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T19:24:26.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimmmm</title><content type='html'>We ended up didn't go to the museum, &lt;div&gt;or watch a movie again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still I felt like we did a lot of stuff tgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunch at nandos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did a little Christmas shopping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caught red handed by Louis at Indro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and swam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 11 lapse swimming, steam room and spa routine is really getting to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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title='Swimmmm'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2945171923357049670</id><published>2010-12-19T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T20:06:42.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear.</title><content type='html'>*Grins*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought we were on the rocks for a couple of days after that big thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we kinda made a come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy oh boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days had been awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T ditch me again tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reallllly wanna go to that museum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss "cheeks"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2945171923357049670?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2945171923357049670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2945171923357049670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2945171923357049670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, tell me how does that work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;twisted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One things for sure, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My future whoever gotta live up to Bass's arms, shoulders, chest and abs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2294607994421956595?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2294607994421956595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2294607994421956595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2294607994421956595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2294607994421956595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/12/boys-boys-boys.html' title='Boys boys boys.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7996896888738534308</id><published>2010-12-12T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:47:02.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How true is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;This better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Alfred Lord Tennyson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How true is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7996896888738534308?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3052233387953213058</id><published>2010-12-12T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:39:47.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a dream.</title><content type='html'>I woke up today,&lt;div&gt;feeling that I had a really tired, nerve-wrecking, overwhelming dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only it was JUST A DREAM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll get pass it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3052233387953213058?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3544439532349103378</id><published>2010-12-11T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T23:35:30.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bass.</title><content type='html'>When you wake up from the dream,&lt;div&gt;you'll realise that Bass, is always Bass at the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never meant to change someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that will never happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just don't get how it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay fine actually I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I just can't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THAT fact was shocking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What pinch is to know that one year later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can say bye and never look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet you can put it all in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you put all in without getting hurt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3544439532349103378?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/3544439532349103378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=3544439532349103378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3544439532349103378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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over and I skyped with bubu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight is, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bf sent me a rather sweet text.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO RARE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had crazily dirty chat with baby too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLLLL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then hang ard home for a bit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made steam egg and went over to Pam's for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REIJI TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my first Reiji session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bouncer was an ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so anal he don't let me in and insist that I must hv my passport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugrh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank god we somehow bump into this guy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which I name as MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who drove me and Pam back to get my passport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN YOUR FACE ANAL BOUNCER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The club itself was tad boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone was just standing around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were those jappy, koreanish kind that poses with a victory pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH GOD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ was soooo horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was EXACTLY what Vincent told me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys were all out to FISH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I frenched Pam, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a tequila shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I did pole dance. LOLLL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so wickedly funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just holding on to the pole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she came and like wanted to hog the pole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my clubbing deprived mood, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to AHEM play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I started dancing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she challenged me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELLLLL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinks for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Jagerbombs and 2 Tequila Shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home ard 5AM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was rather tipsy so I just crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst thing is I woke up ard 9.45am and have (still having while I'm typing now) a bad headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't go back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just came home from grocery shopping and lunch with Bestie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's a BLISS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And bf coming back today!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2060891061649637155?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2060891061649637155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7190425254012750325</id><published>2010-11-15T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T01:26:13.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic bf.</title><content type='html'>what do you call the bf who had a party,&lt;div&gt;but never invite you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AN ASSHOLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you call the bf who went clubbing and tell you about it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esp the part that it was good because there was a lot of girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A FUCKING ASSHOLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-______-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7190425254012750325?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/7190425254012750325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=7190425254012750325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7190425254012750325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7190425254012750325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/11/idiotic-bf.html' title='Idiotic bf.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2793139993073034474</id><published>2010-11-14T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:55:08.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>I don't wanna talk about the idiotic bf.&lt;div&gt;Makes me boil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreamt of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I meant so much that you went pass, stop and asked me to go over to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably I really had a crush on you for a while?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2793139993073034474?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2793139993073034474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2793139993073034474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2793139993073034474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2793139993073034474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Bestie about it.&lt;br /&gt;So I went like,&lt;br /&gt;"BESTIE!! My period is here! =D"&lt;br /&gt;and, I sent it to Guna.&lt;br /&gt;*smack head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;That was seriously EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life's good I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Someone was reallly nice the other day.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad at least things seems to be getting better.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda thought we'd be bored and sick of each other by now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well,&lt;br /&gt;not to be too complacent,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'm messing with.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more, Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note,&lt;br /&gt;he somehow can really make someone to love themselves more.&lt;br /&gt;As in,&lt;br /&gt;you know there are ppl who like to bring you down to make them feel better?&lt;br /&gt;He's the exact opp.&lt;br /&gt;He will pull you up and make sure you stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;kudos to Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are.&lt;br /&gt;Despite he doesn't really dig that song much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;good morning world.&lt;br /&gt;I'm nocturnal, certified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUBU!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-674592505389228363?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/674592505389228363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=674592505389228363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/674592505389228363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/674592505389228363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/11/heart-fumbles.html' title='Heart fumbles.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3793694539469717274</id><published>2010-11-10T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:20:48.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something beautiful</title><content type='html'>I realized that I've had this longing to be with someone because i didnt want to be alone was you, but I realized that recently only that I couldn't have you. You and I are alike in sooo many ways but also different in many ways. Maybe it's because of age, but I know now that I'm extremely happy to call you my friend my Bubu. I hope someday I might find that person who'll make me not feel lonely anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3793694539469717274?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/3793694539469717274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=3793694539469717274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3793694539469717274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3793694539469717274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/11/something-beautiful.html' title='Something beautiful'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-5209108753315871810</id><published>2010-10-31T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T02:40:46.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BG relationship.</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;br /&gt;I accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I talk about all that,&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about my proj.&lt;br /&gt;I handed it in like half an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even proof read it.&lt;br /&gt;That's how bad it was.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I actually handed in an assignment that late.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget,&lt;br /&gt;my so called idiotic bf just told me that,&lt;br /&gt;he happily pissed some girl off in a club because&lt;br /&gt;she was trying to do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;br /&gt;how should I react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;apart from that,&lt;br /&gt;I realised I don't know how to date anymore.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! &lt;br /&gt;I mean..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;what's there to do?&lt;br /&gt;Movies, dinner.&lt;br /&gt;FULLSTOP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bore.&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/5112199905857505409-5209108753315871810?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/5209108753315871810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=5209108753315871810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5209108753315871810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5209108753315871810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/bg-relationship.html' title='BG relationship.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4984678001140426035</id><published>2010-10-29T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T18:44:53.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects.</title><content type='html'>The past few days had been crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Rush hour in school, sleepovers, then school again.&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;now that things are this way,&lt;br /&gt;all I have to do is to remind myself who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be who YOU want me to be :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4984678001140426035?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4984678001140426035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4984678001140426035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4984678001140426035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4984678001140426035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/projects.html' title='Projects.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2761233857023029948</id><published>2010-10-22T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:20:08.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno</title><content type='html'>I shall summarize the sleepover with..&lt;br /&gt;Movies, balcony, awesome city view, iphone4, KFC, steam room, jacuzzi, a swim and a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read www.fmylife.com and I think I have an entry.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas, I hinted to EVERYONE that I wanted BodyShop's Love Etc perfume, but no one got me one, thinking someone else would get it. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;I regretted, not bringing my Chanel No. 5 here.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DEAREST CLINIQUE HAPPY is finishing,&lt;br /&gt;due to my excessive use.&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;It's my fav! Well, my Lancome Manifique follows.&lt;br /&gt;Someone should feel soooo honoured.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;I think I have 2 perfumes I REALLLLLLLY wanna get my hands on now.&lt;br /&gt;Body Shop Love Etc and Kylie Minogue Showtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just smtg about that two that intrigues me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;of course there are others, but then those the the top priorities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2761233857023029948?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2761233857023029948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2761233857023029948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2761233857023029948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2761233857023029948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2306410822282298632</id><published>2010-10-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T21:49:42.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're back.</title><content type='html'>You came back to me.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it worked.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I missed you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2306410822282298632?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2306410822282298632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2306410822282298632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2306410822282298632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2306410822282298632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/youre-back.html' title='You&apos;re back.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2064957374906863807</id><published>2010-10-19T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:23:06.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOKAY.</title><content type='html'>I found out smtg today.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to make out of it.&lt;br /&gt;That funny creepy fuzzy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of like someone kicked my stomach,&lt;br /&gt;but never use full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;Jiannee had been berrrry sweet lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jianee:&lt;br /&gt;though im quite sure you can make the innocent look with your pretty eyes which will prolly melt my heart anw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDDD so sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;Okay la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to my point.&lt;br /&gt;Point is..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I know I'm not considered innocent.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm not considered NOT innocent also.&lt;br /&gt;What am I?&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally I'm over matured.&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl find it creepy.&lt;br /&gt;But yet sometimes people says that I'm a child at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I????!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a confused soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2064957374906863807?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2064957374906863807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2064957374906863807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2064957374906863807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2064957374906863807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/wokay.html' title='WOKAY.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-955682289756008646</id><published>2010-10-19T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:23:00.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>Ryan says:&lt;br /&gt;its just you bubu&lt;br /&gt;you're not the typical girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;.... can elaborate more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;you heard me say it soooo many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan says:&lt;br /&gt;its your attitude&lt;br /&gt;your people skills&lt;br /&gt;all diff&lt;br /&gt;you don't try to act pretty...cuz you're already gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;but you say you're not&lt;br /&gt;look at u&lt;br /&gt;i mean US&lt;br /&gt;we got along so well like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan says:&lt;br /&gt;bubu you realise its been 1 year already since we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;bubu&lt;br /&gt;i first met u on 9 sept 2009&lt;br /&gt;090909&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan says:&lt;br /&gt;yeap!&lt;br /&gt;i remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;u were at front desk far left. HAHAHA next to the door&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for teaching me SOOOO much in Front Office, &lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there when I need someone,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, &lt;br /&gt;I don't FRIGGIN care about the quantity,&lt;br /&gt;it's the quality that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-955682289756008646?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/955682289756008646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=955682289756008646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/955682289756008646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/955682289756008646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2388655332152973982</id><published>2010-10-14T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T17:02:19.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just do it.</title><content type='html'>We're only young once. &lt;br /&gt;Why hesitate to do anything we WANT right?&lt;br /&gt;Keyword here is WANT.&lt;br /&gt;Of course we all know we SHOULD do what we need to. &lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, what does that benefits us?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, before u know it we might not even exist anymore right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;br /&gt;practice the Nike tagline.&lt;br /&gt;Just Do It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably few months back,&lt;br /&gt;when I hear Mad by NeYo or The Way We Used To Be by Lee Carr,&lt;br /&gt;I'd fall back into the same state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's really the right choice for me to leave red dot for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.&lt;br /&gt;The songs do not apply to me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes,&lt;br /&gt;decision is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall all be adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of my nonsense. Get back to my report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2388655332152973982?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2388655332152973982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2388655332152973982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2388655332152973982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2388655332152973982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-do-it.html' title='Just do it.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3630969566905781354</id><published>2010-10-12T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T01:25:14.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET STUFF!</title><content type='html'>My turn to, dedicate this to Mr Jian Wei.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perv who occasionally makes me melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with his pm saying "falls perfectly without her trying."&lt;br /&gt;As almost everyone knows, that's my current gaga song.&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly says: &lt;br /&gt;heyyy hehe.. i like ur personal msg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianee says: &lt;br /&gt;you love the song right! haahahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly says: &lt;br /&gt;hehehe yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianee says: &lt;br /&gt;ok, my pm shall be dedicated to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly says: &lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWW &lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;br /&gt;serenade me when i go back okay?????? &lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jianee says: &lt;br /&gt;ok you can look at my pm now hahahah &lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT SING AND I CANNOT PLAY GUITAR &lt;br /&gt;I GO LEARN NOW &lt;br /&gt;lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*AT THIS POINT, HIS PM CHANGED TO "dear kelly's hair falls perfectly without her trying; she is amazing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly says: &lt;br /&gt;omggggg &lt;br /&gt;meltsssss &lt;br /&gt;OHMYGODDDDD &lt;br /&gt;lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;SO SWEET OF HIM RIGHT?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I totally left out the orgasm part*&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3630969566905781354?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/3630969566905781354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=3630969566905781354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3630969566905781354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3630969566905781354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet-stuff.html' title='SWEET STUFF!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2502388889373775936</id><published>2010-10-11T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:06:27.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWWW!</title><content type='html'>The highlight of my day is just GOOD FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;How sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, read this somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: For Halloween I'll be....&lt;br /&gt;Boy: My girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Sureee..&lt;br /&gt;Boy: YES!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You do know it's for one day, right?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Sure do!&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Then why are u so happy?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: That one day, I'll have the most amazing girlfriend in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG!&lt;br /&gt;It's damn sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to Justin Bieber - U Smile, right after Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are&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/5112199905857505409-2502388889373775936?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2502388889373775936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2502388889373775936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2502388889373775936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2502388889373775936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/awww.html' title='AWWW!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2750908124859966519</id><published>2010-10-10T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:44:31.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender issues.</title><content type='html'>As happy as I am with everything,&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but to feel RATHER awkward to see the shift in you.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is it really happening?&lt;br /&gt;This is SOOOO weird.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When manliness and testosterone wash of,&lt;br /&gt;all that's left is hormones and menses?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. SO WEIRD!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;br /&gt;ME haven't start with ME project.&lt;br /&gt;ME got lots of sch work to do.&lt;br /&gt;ME don't feel like doing it AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;ME just wants to go shopping and OUT!&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME LOVE ME LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;=DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2750908124859966519?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2750908124859966519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2750908124859966519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2750908124859966519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2750908124859966519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/gender-issues.html' title='Gender issues.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1927461710702902669</id><published>2010-10-06T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:32:17.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something nice.</title><content type='html'>I saw a picture of Blair crying.&lt;br /&gt;With the caption:&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to forget someone that gave you so much to remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is TRUE,&lt;br /&gt;but it's time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to our latest topic recently.&lt;br /&gt;White horse or Chuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I kinda forgot how to get around these bg rs.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH~&lt;br /&gt;This is so interesting!&lt;br /&gt;A knight on WHITE HORSE vs an unidentified CHUCK BASS.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just FYI,&lt;br /&gt;I can't be traumatised for the 2nd time. LOLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll turn NUN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1927461710702902669?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1927461710702902669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1927461710702902669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1927461710702902669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1927461710702902669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/something-nice.html' title='Something nice.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-979179426088346364</id><published>2010-10-01T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T00:22:13.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noooooooooosaaaa!</title><content type='html'>My mid sem have been awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;The best part is that it's not over yet.&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;After my HR essay,&lt;br /&gt;I've had my birthday blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mid Sem break started, &lt;br /&gt;I went to Sunshine Coast with H.&lt;br /&gt;Our 3 days 2 nights trip was fun packed with awesome bacon and egg wraps,&lt;br /&gt;strawberry picking, sunshine castle, ginger factory, Eumundi markets etc.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures ahead ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The motel was awesome as well.&lt;br /&gt;It came along with kitchenette although we didn't use it.&lt;br /&gt;It was like reaaaaaal fun and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;last day we went sunnybanks for lunch cum dinner before coming home.&lt;br /&gt;Rest for a while and went for movies at Indooroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I've settled one of my biggest wish of all!!&lt;br /&gt;I went for a DRIVE IN MOVIE!!&lt;br /&gt;It's at Yatala so basically Randall drove like damn far?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this,&lt;br /&gt;we went to GOLD COAST for dinner, then head over for the movies,&lt;br /&gt;then all the way back to St Lucia.&lt;br /&gt;It was a damn good experience though.&lt;br /&gt;The place was soooo damn cool!&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I had sushi for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, sushi on the rotating belt.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl!!&lt;br /&gt;Going to Montville tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up with a chocolate buffet in the city!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-979179426088346364?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/979179426088346364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=979179426088346364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/979179426088346364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/979179426088346364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/10/noooooooooosaaaa.html' title='Noooooooooosaaaa!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3280110655377146605</id><published>2010-09-29T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T00:22:39.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you.</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday,&lt;br /&gt;grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I guess by now, you're 109 years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've actually known each other for going or already 9 years??&lt;br /&gt;That's a reallllly long time.&lt;br /&gt;I know I disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that one day,&lt;br /&gt;you can forgive me and take me back as your granddaughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mess up gramz.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what got into me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't listen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm such a bad housemate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for disrespecting you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your funny lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Your singing.&lt;br /&gt;Your jay chou songs.&lt;br /&gt;Your chinese variety shows.&lt;br /&gt;Your mee goreng.&lt;br /&gt;Your pants with hole. (hee)&lt;br /&gt;And even you disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that it will affect me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the period we're staying together.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when you still care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really messed up Tze Lip.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3280110655377146605?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/3280110655377146605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=3280110655377146605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3280110655377146605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3280110655377146605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2711766852912711825</id><published>2010-09-28T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:56:38.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera.</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;br /&gt;the one who said he loves me forever,&lt;br /&gt;is the one who forgot my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Until today, I once again, busted his bubble.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make up for it, &lt;br /&gt;I get a camera.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's reallyyyy hard to choose one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.&lt;br /&gt;Like I set my eyes on this particular one.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a set lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is there,&lt;br /&gt;might not be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is like buffet.&lt;br /&gt;You have to choose what u like,&lt;br /&gt;risking later u'll be too full to try other stuff and end up not getting it!!&lt;br /&gt;SO HOW????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2711766852912711825?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2711766852912711825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2711766852912711825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2711766852912711825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2711766852912711825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/09/camera.html' title='Camera.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8393882992528902497</id><published>2010-09-25T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T23:29:06.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY 21ST BIRTHDAY BLAST!</title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm officially 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days had been AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd. Thursday. Birthday eve.&lt;br /&gt;Went over to school to submit my essay,&lt;br /&gt;then supposed to go Toowong to get groceries with H.&lt;br /&gt;He changed plans, and somehow David was going.&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I went with David.&lt;br /&gt;Along with Kingsley and hsemates.&lt;br /&gt;It's 7eleven $1 day btw.&lt;br /&gt;So stuff like kitkat, monster, twix are $1 each!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Came home,&lt;br /&gt;bathe and change.&lt;br /&gt;Went to city to meet Chris.&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to his place, behind Roma Station.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;It's FREAKING nice.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm DAMN envy!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's jacuzzi, steam room, pool, gym and a damn nice balcony.&lt;br /&gt;It was so comfy I just balled up and uber lazy to move.&lt;br /&gt;Okay fast forward, &lt;br /&gt;a lot of slacking which is awesome,&lt;br /&gt;cause it had been soooo tiring chionging for the essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near 12pm,&lt;br /&gt;Bubu, Trisha and H called to wish me Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. so sweet of them right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, reach home around 12.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;Someone came over with Brownie, Agent Y (yes, I got a new bear) and flowers!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Awesome friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sleep in after watching Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th. MY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for the fb b'day wishes!&lt;br /&gt;So touched that so many ppl actually bothered to wish me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know it's at the side of FB home,&lt;br /&gt;but the fact that the ppl actually bothered to wish is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had lunch with David at Mt. Coot-Tha.&lt;br /&gt;The lasagna was awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;With that OMFG view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home,&lt;br /&gt;bathe and change,&lt;br /&gt;head out to Milton with H for this super nice Italian Hot Choc.&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously DAMN GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I get to wear the flowery dress!!&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;They pulled this super super good prank on me.&lt;br /&gt;They hid it damn well!!&lt;br /&gt;Mich called to say Stella and XinHui went out, &lt;br /&gt;so if he can join us.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't suspect anything.&lt;br /&gt;At first I really did but when she call all my suspicion went down.&lt;br /&gt;So we went home to 'pick' her up.&lt;br /&gt;We went up the hse to 'wait' for her cause she need to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;TADAAAA!!! Surprise...&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of ppl were there!&lt;br /&gt;Mich, Stella, Xin Hui, H, Louis, Tim, Yi Chao, Eugene, Jialing, Pam, Tessa, Jerine, Tiong Han, James, Rena, Randall, Isaac, Guna, Arthur, Ron, Wai Hou, Ashley, David, Benson...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't know if I miss out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;The party was good :)&lt;br /&gt;They baked cheesecakes, brownies, jelly, mash potatoes and even curry chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;after that we played ti ti tiu and thennnnn,&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;we went to Valley for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;To this club called Memory.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fantastic though.&lt;br /&gt;But we enjoyed ourselves I guess.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Been so long since I clubbed!!&lt;br /&gt;The girls got me a pair of heels!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th. Post birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Went Indooroo for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Came home for UNO with love, KS and David.&lt;br /&gt;Lol...&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to H's housewarming.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite fun!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Then came home, grab Mich's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Send her to her friend's place cause she's flying off to Cairns tmr early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup!!!&lt;br /&gt;That's my three awesome days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8393882992528902497?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8393882992528902497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=8393882992528902497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Ahh..&lt;br /&gt;So the last time I talked about my awesome date with Mich.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;recently life has been filled with LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Mid sem was a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;I think I did horribly.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;who could survive financial mgt mid sem?&lt;br /&gt;It was horribly hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;getting pass that, &lt;br /&gt;Key had been paying lots of attention.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I find that people here REALLY WANTS to hook up.&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone is here to find a life partner or some sort.&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a peaceful life.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh...&lt;br /&gt;Chris.&lt;br /&gt;Today's date was surprisingly awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I bought my long awaited maxi dress.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with him in the city,&lt;br /&gt;went for hot choc,&lt;br /&gt;met up with his twin brother (kind of equally hot LOL), Shane, &lt;br /&gt;for a bbq at South Bank.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cool because there were japs, koreans, saudi arabians..&lt;br /&gt;Well, after a while it gets a lil tiring,&lt;br /&gt;we went over to Tracy's (Shane's gf) place.&lt;br /&gt;Her place was at West End.&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty cool place cause there's this shop that sell FUCKING cheap clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys showed us their funny youtube vids,&lt;br /&gt;slack a while,&lt;br /&gt;then Mich called.&lt;br /&gt;Head over to QUT to pick her up,&lt;br /&gt;and they drove us home.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe cause I rarely get to go out.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for mid sem holz.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go Noosa up at Sunshine Coast for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;Then Montville with David,&lt;br /&gt;and Harbour Town with Katherine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tracy told me Gatton City is a damn awesome place to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;We went to the city,&lt;br /&gt;starved.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;But yet we stopped by the Treasury Casino cause we've never entered a casino before.&lt;br /&gt;The energy inside was like WOAH~&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Blackjack, barcarrat, roulette tables were all around.&lt;br /&gt;Slot machines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolx, &lt;br /&gt;then we went to window shop a little.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy stuff after dinner but it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, &lt;br /&gt;the shopping here is REALLY awesome shit.&lt;br /&gt;We just can't help outselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at this restaurant and ordered this GODDAMNAWESOME pasta and beer.&lt;br /&gt;LOLX!&lt;br /&gt;It was SO GOOOOOD!&lt;br /&gt;The prawn was the freshest prawn I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo crunchy and when you bite it, &lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm swimming in the sea singing "under the sea~".&lt;br /&gt;The mussel, fish, squid all were DAMN nice also.&lt;br /&gt;The beer was maltish. &lt;br /&gt;Which is what I like, &lt;br /&gt;and not much hops so it was not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;It's NICE!&lt;br /&gt;We left the place feeling happy and our skin were blushed!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of walking over to South Bank for movie,&lt;br /&gt;but then we stopped to try dance Salsa.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Then there were two guys came over and talk to us.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD!&lt;br /&gt;How I miss these stuff??&lt;br /&gt;The attention, the glitz and glam, the ego boosters.&lt;br /&gt;*winks* he's cute!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;He's such a BUTTERFLY though.&lt;br /&gt;Those who knows me well, &lt;br /&gt;should know who is butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But it was nice flirting after so long.&lt;br /&gt;I feel rusty.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice chat and all, then feeling bubbly all we head to Pancake Manors for pancakes of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awesome pancakes in town,&lt;br /&gt;aside from West End Market's mini ones.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we still managed to catch the CityCat home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was such a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss, myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1515079572670899574?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1515079572670899574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1515079572670899574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1515079572670899574'/><link rel='self' 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HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss so many people back there..&lt;br /&gt;I miss hubby, gfs, baby, baby baby, bubu, ppl at Play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you guys know what??&lt;br /&gt;I'm SOOO over it.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday coming.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..&lt;br /&gt;Another year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like 21!&lt;br /&gt;It's quite hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;I'm GROWING UP!&lt;br /&gt;LOLX..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, totally senseless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-6203166553709987892?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/6203166553709987892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7328619361491086747</id><published>2010-09-01T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:25:35.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've lost it.</title><content type='html'>Oh dear..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;You've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;Like for real.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I needed an eye candy the most.&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN!&lt;br /&gt;DAMNNNN~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned about that guy?&lt;br /&gt;I was walking to sch.&lt;br /&gt;Opp the road, there was this guy walking.&lt;br /&gt;I KNEW THAT HE CANNOT MAKE IT IF I SEE HIM FROM THE FRONT!&lt;br /&gt;I JUST KNEW IT!&lt;br /&gt;But he look damn good sideways.&lt;br /&gt;At least it made my morning better.&lt;br /&gt;After lecture,&lt;br /&gt;the first person I bumped into outside lecture,&lt;br /&gt;WAS HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Prediction = true.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7328619361491086747?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/7328619361491086747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=7328619361491086747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7328619361491086747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7328619361491086747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/09/youve-lost-it.html' title='You&apos;ve lost it.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3649441415088429018</id><published>2010-08-30T12:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:42:31.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done.</title><content type='html'>One year plus.&lt;br /&gt;That is how much a girl can do.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;I let you go.&lt;br /&gt;I know I said that for like gazillion times,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow I think it's time.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FINALLY FREAKING TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I hold on to someone who chucked me to the back of the closet?&lt;br /&gt;Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;No, but I'm not looking.&lt;br /&gt;Being single makes me breathe.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay single for a while more.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I never say no dates, no flings, or no crushes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck ppl!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU,&lt;br /&gt;are so YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going strong Kelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY,&lt;br /&gt;some update about AUSSIE.&lt;br /&gt;Let me complain.&lt;br /&gt;The freaking shops close at 5PM.&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING 5PM!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FREAKING EARLY right?&lt;br /&gt;seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;and I gained 4kg.&lt;br /&gt;Like history is repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;When I first moved to Sg, I gained 5kg in 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;GAWD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to do here,&lt;br /&gt;except for LOTSA shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping here is DAMN awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Sushi here got no MAKI.&lt;br /&gt;They sell you the whole roll.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is nice but I'm moving next sem.&lt;br /&gt;Some things can't be pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to town, going Bedok 85, or 511, Tamp Mall..&lt;br /&gt;BOOOHOO~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ENTERTAINMENT deprived here.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I miss clubbing too.&lt;br /&gt;That, I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here is SOOO CALM and RELAX.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm retiring here.&lt;br /&gt;More like a REHAB i guess.&lt;br /&gt;It's like dinner at home.&lt;br /&gt;Attempts to cook.&lt;br /&gt;Buy groceries every week kinda thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, people, update me with YOUR lives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst thing, now that it's raya cookies time, &lt;br /&gt;AND I DON'T HAVE IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=((((((((((((((((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3649441415088429018?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2495852879394119121</id><published>2010-08-26T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:56:59.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERNET IS UP!</title><content type='html'>Finally.&lt;br /&gt;After soooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;Since July 11 2010, I finally officially have internet access!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;And the first thing I wanna shout out is,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Dr Martens 1460 8 Eye Boots in BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted red but if I'm in a dress, black would look nicer.&lt;br /&gt;It's DAMN HOT.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Martens, I want you, but I can't have you.&lt;br /&gt;This suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;br /&gt;I want Body Shop LOVE ETC or Kylie Minogue SHOWTIME.&lt;br /&gt;2 of my favourite scents.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls* &lt;br /&gt;IPHONE 4!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA! Waiting for the 2nd batch though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;UQ pullover.&lt;br /&gt;It's damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! &lt;br /&gt;So long since I blog, and the first thing is a list of things I want.&lt;br /&gt;Bravo Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2495852879394119121?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2495852879394119121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2495852879394119121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2495852879394119121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2495852879394119121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/08/internet-is-up.html' title='INTERNET IS UP!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1151804960788869095</id><published>2010-07-05T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:57:57.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites.</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;when I say trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I do mean trouble.&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone should stay away from troubles.&lt;br /&gt;They're trouble for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point BLOODY proven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ptf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from me from now on THANK YOU VV MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be an OBLIGATION. &lt;br /&gt;*HINT HINT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1151804960788869095?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1151804960788869095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1151804960788869095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1151804960788869095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1151804960788869095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/07/hypocrites.html' title='Hypocrites.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4754008288188337931</id><published>2010-07-03T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:24:56.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so yesterday.</title><content type='html'>YOU'RE SOOOOO YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Oh god..&lt;br /&gt;I feel enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;It's really a counting down.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;I had a reality check recently.&lt;br /&gt;We, youngsters nowadays, thinks that we're big and all.&lt;br /&gt;Branded stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Fred Perry, Lacoste, Miss Selfridge etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;MOM AND DAD HAD IT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;I was so mind fucked when I realised it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad had a collection of (a fucking huge one) Fred Perry, Lacoste and Ashworth polos,&lt;br /&gt;3 SAMSONITE BRIEFCASES! and more but I can't remember what now.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the fate of those extremely branded goods after prolly 20-30 years.&lt;br /&gt;The polos are now cut out clothes mom kinda used to wipe tables and dusts (they are really wash out and stuff so it's not that bad).&lt;br /&gt;The briefcases are (HAHA) mine now. When I was young (and naive), I used them to store my junks and all. They're my props. &lt;br /&gt;He used to golf. &lt;br /&gt;Heard he's gonna go back to golfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's turn.&lt;br /&gt;Branded perfumes and make ups ranging from Estee Lauder, Shiseido, Lancome, Dior (At that point of time, they were still called Christian Dior - they just renamed few years back) to Miss Selfridge and other younger brands.&lt;br /&gt;Her accessories (Yes yes, those earrings I stole) costs roughly like FUCKING RM50-150 per pair?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I mean SERIOUSLY. FUCK MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;That was like what, 20 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;HOW BLOODY HELL MUCH WAS RM150?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about the era when RM and SGD are at 1:1 rates.&lt;br /&gt;When RM50 meant SGD50 still! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other day,&lt;br /&gt;MOM GAVE ME A LECTURE ON NOT BUYING BRANDED STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;PTF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;dad is always talking about his olden day brands. &lt;br /&gt;Those that none of us have probably heard off.&lt;br /&gt;I knock it off regarding it as some uncle brand (like goldlion LOL),&lt;br /&gt;but yes.&lt;br /&gt;I admit defeat.&lt;br /&gt;I SALUTE MY PARENTS FOR THEIR TASTE IN FASHION.&lt;br /&gt;HANDS DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;They were wearing aviators and leggings before us for god sake!&lt;br /&gt;Go google Charles Jourdan.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! Their leather shoes in the 60s are DAMN awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I take back my EVERY SINGLE word about uncle brand.&lt;br /&gt;I should have brought a few pics of them being young and trendy. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;It was so retro and awesome it's IN TREND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about fashion being a cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good note for me,&lt;br /&gt;dad gave me his new aviators (YES MY DAD WEARS AVIATORS AND AMAZINGLY HE LOOK FINE IN THEM. HOW FREAKING WEIRD)!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's not a CJ but it still costs bombs. =DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Bro got me Armani Code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;for an old man who insist in searching for Arrow brand shirts and CJ sunglasses,&lt;br /&gt;I might not like your mentality sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;but I've never really doubted your fashion taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: My dad helped pick my current Charles and Keith handbag for me. SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you must know, my dad's so weird he wears long sleeve SHIRT and PANTS with BELT AT &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOME&lt;/span&gt;! Morning till night. With perfect gelled hair that won't move when wind blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 20 years living, aside from going to sleep, I've never seen him in T-shirt and shorts/berms. -______-''' I think he should go Ripley's believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food back there was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even find the exact words to express it.&lt;br /&gt;I just keep EATING AND EATING AND EATING!&lt;br /&gt;I hope they can import some beansprout here.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4754008288188337931?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4754008288188337931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4754008288188337931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4754008288188337931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4754008288188337931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/07/youre-so-yesterday.html' title='You&apos;re so yesterday.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1710562687680726292</id><published>2010-06-20T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T16:41:24.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing time.</title><content type='html'>Once again,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to pack up.&lt;br /&gt;Things I hid in the back of my closet.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it over?&lt;br /&gt;Keep it here?&lt;br /&gt;Discard it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go over with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle was funny the other day.&lt;br /&gt;She said I talk like someone in love.&lt;br /&gt;Still in love she said. &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim's party yesterday was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;Balderdash was so so fun!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;And the another game I don't know what is it called.&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;The chicken wings are great too =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussie for one and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone asked me to promise them,&lt;br /&gt;that I won't change.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best.&lt;br /&gt;Temptations sometimes can't be resist.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just, a human after all.&lt;br /&gt;Is aussie that bad at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell u all when I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Give us few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell you where's the best club there.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are bitches sometimes isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;You read someone's blog,&lt;br /&gt;you thought you know a lot about that person's life.&lt;br /&gt;What you don't know is the other 95% that I didn't blog about.&lt;br /&gt;It cause arguments, misunderstandings etc.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;that's why I don't blog that often anymore anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;you realised that it's not reaching the person you targeted at.&lt;br /&gt;So, you just give up.&lt;br /&gt;Realising all your effort is wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah~~~&lt;br /&gt;J, I guess we won't be able to meet up before we fly uh?&lt;br /&gt;=( &lt;br /&gt;Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;Remember our pact okay???&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm like forever hoping all the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Your gf seems like a bomb to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super worried for you k.&lt;br /&gt;SEE WHAT A NICE FRIEND I AM! &lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised the truth ONCE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Nightmare is starting,&lt;br /&gt;but this time,&lt;br /&gt;I get to run away.&lt;br /&gt;Far far away.&lt;br /&gt;If I have to stay,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just die.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;interest shifted.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch has GOTTA be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;(which reminds me I have yet to eat and it's already like 4.39PM!)&lt;br /&gt;and HOW sad that I don't get to achieve our resolution of having ULTIMATE fun before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, SO, SO tied down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, final question.&lt;br /&gt;Should I?&lt;br /&gt;Should I not?&lt;br /&gt;x780982390217301730129 times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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time.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8825543524727662266</id><published>2010-06-16T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T02:25:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick.</title><content type='html'>New laptop is called,&lt;br /&gt;PATRICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick got a decent processor and it's FAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Larry is still loved. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the dates are confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;The accommodation and flight is settled.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;It's final.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th of July 2010. &lt;br /&gt;Miss K is flying to Aussie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;I assume time will fly as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;It will end before I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss everyone here.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Beloved gfs, polykakis, ex classmates, non TP friends.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, J and fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall call you fireworks from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Since that's the beginning of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 23rd - 30th June won't be around Sg.&lt;br /&gt;Will be back in M'sia.&lt;br /&gt;I bet my parents gonna chop me if I just fly off from Sg.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;26th is Gramz's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;Should go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life's pretty busy!&lt;br /&gt;Sorting out everything.&lt;br /&gt;I have to pack my room and shift everything once again.&lt;br /&gt;GG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s PATRICK ROCKS!&lt;div 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title='Patrick.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1595232901845480615</id><published>2010-06-09T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:39:31.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK!</title><content type='html'>I'm falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid cough =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dates of going over is like SOOOO near.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting pretty nervous I admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing for me to blog about recently.&lt;br /&gt;Life as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;Facebook everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Just when I'm about to break free,&lt;br /&gt;you pulled me back to where I was.&lt;br /&gt;How simple it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1595232901845480615?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1595232901845480615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1595232901845480615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1595232901845480615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1595232901845480615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2234865669482650071?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2234865669482650071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2234865669482650071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2234865669482650071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2234865669482650071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/06/l-word.html' title='L Word.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2715755171526390392</id><published>2010-06-02T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:33:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes.</title><content type='html'>I got 2 new pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;ENVY ME!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&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/5112199905857505409-2715755171526390392?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2153215305428565960</id><published>2010-05-31T04:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T04:25:40.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemesis.</title><content type='html'>Everyone has one tagging along with them.&lt;br /&gt;They drag them into the picture,&lt;br /&gt;pulling them along wherever they go.&lt;br /&gt;They are of course,&lt;br /&gt;my nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;All of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;let's start with the first one.&lt;br /&gt;There's Missy G.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Ms. Inflated,&lt;br /&gt;followed by STD,&lt;br /&gt;and now, &lt;br /&gt;sadly, we have Smartie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a very nice name okay.&lt;br /&gt;No more complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;the fact is, &lt;br /&gt;I hate all of them.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;like how Rascal Flatts sings them,&lt;br /&gt;What Hurts the Most.&lt;br /&gt;It's your nemesis.&lt;br /&gt;It's something outside your control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could write a book,&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably write a book on how to beat your nemesis up,&lt;br /&gt;in real life and in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Provided I figured it out by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;I'm rather nervous.&lt;br /&gt;What if I can't make it in time for this coming semester?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't get my visa, haven't found a place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;but it's only one and a half years.&lt;br /&gt;It don't seem significant enought.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I should just leave forever.&lt;br /&gt;At least that give me an excuse to say bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;Goodjob Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;You just mindfucked yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for not caring.&lt;br /&gt;So much for leave everything out of my orbit,&lt;br /&gt;out of my orbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didn't bring it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough.&lt;br /&gt;End of topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came clean.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel clean.&lt;br /&gt;How did I end up this way?&lt;br /&gt;Things change.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be shocked knowing what I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This irks me.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, &lt;br /&gt;why do I feel like blogging everytime when I feel like shit?&lt;br /&gt;Sugar coated is really not sugar coated anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's really mustard, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I'm impressed.&lt;br /&gt;How not significant it sound like to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what to name you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;McGriddle.&lt;br /&gt;That's my fav breakfast menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;decision made.&lt;br /&gt;If it's just the way society works,&lt;br /&gt;I give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to shut down,&lt;br /&gt;touch and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come bullshit to me wtv it is.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't work and won't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nemesis,&lt;br /&gt;I surrender.&lt;br /&gt;You win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just remembered that my no rs policy should end this month,&lt;br /&gt;but NOPE.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Policy stays.&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;br /&gt;That's final.&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2153215305428565960?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2153215305428565960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2153215305428565960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2153215305428565960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2153215305428565960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/05/nemesis.html' title='Nemesis.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1540923431390937582</id><published>2010-05-28T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:46:59.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History.</title><content type='html'>History is repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give up on JPA to come SG without even going for interview.&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;Too risky and not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years later,&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to give up on my interview with NTU,&lt;br /&gt;for the same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully MOE grant my deferment!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1540923431390937582?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3215694803080140563</id><published>2010-05-28T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T15:39:41.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trauma.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was TRAUMATISING.&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I felt like that.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm really club deprived,&lt;br /&gt;and the nap really did helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is f course I ran out of energy and the queue.&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGAWD.&lt;br /&gt;It was hot and stuffy.&lt;br /&gt;I was perspiring like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Sweat, cold sweat, sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes body.&lt;br /&gt;I know you demand victory,&lt;br /&gt;but the body is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;It has been 24hrs since I ate actually by now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;The Gandhi way.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joking la!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'll grab smtg later.&lt;br /&gt;FAMISHED!&lt;br /&gt;Actually no.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I totally have no appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh,&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the bitchiness but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Mad ftw!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was CRAZYNESS for a while.&lt;br /&gt;So many characters huh.&lt;br /&gt;We have the flirt, the shuffler, the candy, the fedora.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting to the max!&lt;br /&gt;Don't relate to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just talking about people and what I observe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;UQ ACEPTED ME BTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather giving up on NTU.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it'll be super messy if they accept me after I pay UQ the deposit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Trauma.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4243142719470654945</id><published>2010-05-24T01:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:53:42.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IPhone</title><content type='html'>With the IPhone craze around,&lt;br /&gt;it's really such a turn off.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a trend person I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still the convenience and constant long travelling time,&lt;br /&gt;makes its applications uber tempting.&lt;br /&gt;My phone is near 1 year old. &lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm irritated.&lt;br /&gt;I was removing the M&amp;Ms from my toes,&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot and it messed up my fingernails.&lt;br /&gt;UGRH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I had to redo EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s I'm hungry now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4243142719470654945?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4243142719470654945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4243142719470654945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4243142719470654945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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corner in my heart that says,&lt;br /&gt;'Get a decent job and slack for the rest of your life.'&lt;br /&gt;That sounds rather promising actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman are given the rights to get household allowance!&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything still unresolved,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;Shut down my mind and I'll enjoy the rest of my holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned FUTURE LOVE is uber awesome?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2592613356052462258?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2592613356052462258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4929638109253931232</id><published>2010-05-19T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:20:03.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;Dad's here. &lt;br /&gt;I'm quite glad how it turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say anything mean.&lt;br /&gt;It still hurts a little but it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;He aged a lot?&lt;br /&gt;I'm REALLY scared.&lt;br /&gt;We held hands, fingers crossed and walked around.&lt;br /&gt;For a while,I forgot everything he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm VERYYY tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm moody.&lt;br /&gt;I want to rant.&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I need strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, at the peak of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Sis texted me and told me finally she received a letter from NTU.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I totally expected it but this just means I have a lot of things to solve.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done trying to handle everything myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the issues I'm stuck with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NTU's appeal.&lt;br /&gt;-That is if I would. I don't know if I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. UQ&lt;br /&gt;-I still haven't get a reply and I got no hostel yet if I get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My deferment if I go UQ.&lt;br /&gt;-I need to do this 2months prior to beginning of semester. Thing is I haven't get a reply from UQ and it's less than 2 months already. I don't know if MOE still accepts it. If it don't, means I'm dead stuck for 5 months aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. THE FUCKED UP COURT CASE!&lt;br /&gt;-I don't even know how to begin with. I'm beginning to feel so fucked up I don't know what should I do anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm NOT okay now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe tomorrow's graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if anyone got any recommendations for me on how to solve any of the above please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome right? -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing, when mom and dad ask, I said "everything's fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA~HA~HA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm feeling SLIGHTLY better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'M STUCK WITH THE SONG DON'T FORGET BY DEMI LOVATO.&lt;br /&gt;At least I found a song I like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4929638109253931232?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1252446922190425417</id><published>2010-05-17T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:48:16.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Love</title><content type='html'>I've been putting Justin Timberlake's Summer Love on repeat for the past few hours.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1252446922190425417?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1252446922190425417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1252446922190425417' title='0 Comments'/><link 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beside us.&lt;br /&gt;Songs, lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make us think of old memories we try so hard to chuck aside,&lt;br /&gt;control how we feel,&lt;br /&gt;and most of the time, affect our decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that make you hold on,&lt;br /&gt;songs that says letting go is for the better,&lt;br /&gt;songs that makes you go on a lovey dovey mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that song says a lot about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently this has been horrible.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;Be stronger idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Much bigger plans.&lt;br /&gt;Much to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the other party can do it,&lt;br /&gt;you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO KELLY GO YOU GO WE GO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1630190277392831791?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1630190277392831791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=1630190277392831791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1630190277392831791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/1630190277392831791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/05/songs-and-lyrics.html' title='Songs and lyrics.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-65918766947652230</id><published>2010-05-15T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T02:41:29.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roach!!!</title><content type='html'>This is one story I must share!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;On 12th May,&lt;br /&gt;a Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;I was CHASED and HARRASSED by a COCKROACH!&lt;br /&gt;That stupid shiny black thing freaked me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was slacking at Boat Quay under UOB.&lt;br /&gt;Then the cockroach appeared out of nowhere and started heading SLOWLY towards me.&lt;br /&gt;When it was real near,&lt;br /&gt;I stand up and moved to another side.&lt;br /&gt;It changed to my direction and continues to move towards ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clinged on to Trisha and then said jokingly,&lt;br /&gt;"cockroached, sorry I'm taken!"&lt;br /&gt;It freaking JUMPED nearer to me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMFG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bloody fierced okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked quite far away,&lt;br /&gt;freakishly,&lt;br /&gt;it turned to our direction and move towards us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-65918766947652230?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/65918766947652230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=65918766947652230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/65918766947652230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/65918766947652230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/05/roach.html' title='Roach!!!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7799194037681051363</id><published>2010-05-14T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T19:35:40.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting stuff.</title><content type='html'>I find you super interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;VERY VERY interesting.&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;is it really because you're interesting,&lt;br /&gt;or because you look 75% like someone I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How interesting isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7799194037681051363?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/7799194037681051363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=7799194037681051363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7799194037681051363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;So many things happened in this few months.&lt;br /&gt;Things I regret doing,&lt;br /&gt;things that came unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;things that I've been constantly doing.&lt;br /&gt;People coming in and out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where do you belong now.&lt;br /&gt;I really am curious.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much you meant?&lt;br /&gt;Or mean? &lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 1 to year 3.&lt;br /&gt;How much I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in year 1,&lt;br /&gt;I was way stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who to turn to now.&lt;br /&gt;It's pissing me off feeling so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know it turned into this big mess.&lt;br /&gt;The police station trip yesterday was a total bummer.&lt;br /&gt;They are telling me they can't help me because it's not within their control.&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;they're the police.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I need a fairy-godmother.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be able to count on you.&lt;br /&gt;Things changed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to bother you with my crap anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Once was awkward enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;*shake heads*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J,&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING????&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stuck here.&lt;br /&gt;NTU haven't reject me,&lt;br /&gt;UQ haven't reply me.&lt;br /&gt;*pulls hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word.&lt;br /&gt;FRUSTRATED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for Ladies Night and Thursdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's coming in few days' time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm.. lost.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to face him after everything.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I don't know how to forgive you, Dad.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard enough for me to have you there for my graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I'm just one of the gazillion people getting a Diploma.&lt;br /&gt;It's JUST a diploma.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a disappointment.&lt;div 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title='Emotions'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2550072160600482032</id><published>2010-05-13T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T13:49:22.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourist Guide</title><content type='html'>I think I'm an AWESOME tourist guide!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Hubz cameover on monday and I brought him around.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;We had a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The itinerary?&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Hire me and I'll bring you!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's going to PLAY tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Along with Timo&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGAWD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who was it meant for,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;The least you could do after all that we've gone through is to say bye?&lt;br /&gt;I might be flying off anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So that's how it's gonna end.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why it matters =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2550072160600482032?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2550072160600482032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2550072160600482032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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day,&lt;br /&gt;I suffered so many different feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my crazy dance moments when I head all my gaga-songs.&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling rather emo for a long time listening to all the sad emo love longs.&lt;br /&gt;I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I knew I'll feel that way but I still want to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good laugh listening to I like Big Butts.&lt;br /&gt;Watched numerous epis of Xiaxue's Guide to Life and Chick vs Dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling giggly and lovey dovey listening to all the lovesick songs.&lt;br /&gt;For example... A1 - Like A Rose.&lt;br /&gt;Some C21 songs, all those boy band stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratz boink.&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;Choose wisely.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd at least say bye if you chose UK.&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating to message you or not.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;This suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more dates!&lt;br /&gt;Staying home alone suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridwan was nice enough to cycle here to visit me.&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied me for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Fried Rice!&lt;br /&gt;I shall do more sit ups later.&lt;br /&gt;Provided I can actually do more.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait,&lt;br /&gt;pause,&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm banging the wall again.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;Howwwwwwwwww?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-993157903987893316?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1107876024624329866</id><published>2010-05-09T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:09:27.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day.</title><content type='html'>I spent my day at home.&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned up my room.&lt;br /&gt;Vacuumed it.&lt;br /&gt;Wiped it.&lt;br /&gt;Arranged my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Washed my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;My room's squeeky clean now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-1107876024624329866?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/1107876024624329866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4987362210846921253</id><published>2010-05-09T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:10:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Blog blog blog.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday blog blog.&lt;br /&gt;Boring blog.&lt;br /&gt;Happy blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sad blog.&lt;br /&gt;Angry also blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keyword of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Don't put all your eggs in one basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your cool and spread the love.&lt;br /&gt;Being serious gives you nothing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;don't be.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4987362210846921253?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' 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did 15 and I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm motivated!&lt;br /&gt;Defined abs, &lt;br /&gt;Kelly will get you one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect abs.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I really want you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it yesterday morning though,&lt;br /&gt;but that was because it was totally flat and empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over for drinks at Delifrance and Spins later on.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to catch a movie but nothing seems appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful time though.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND ME HUBBY COMING TO SG ON MONDAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ROARRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ELLA's BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='TANNING'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8899506182630138908</id><published>2010-05-05T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T02:28:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings.</title><content type='html'>Feelings can be sucha bitch.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8899506182630138908?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8899506182630138908/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2103834033798309312</id><published>2010-05-05T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T01:20:04.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer.</title><content type='html'>=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only everything can remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;If only things will never change.&lt;br /&gt;If only the world's a better place.&lt;br /&gt;If only, only good things happen.&lt;br /&gt;If only there's no bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;If only the world is still filled with cottages with colourful birds flying around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;If only I have all the money in the world.&lt;br /&gt;If only I have nicer eyes.&lt;br /&gt;If only I have smaller waist.&lt;br /&gt;If only I have slimmer cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;If only my boobs are bigger.&lt;br /&gt;(LOL! more towards the modern society wants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales don't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Miracles don't happen twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We The Kings - We'll Be A Dream&lt;br /&gt;The yellowlight song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Well well well,&lt;br /&gt;I met up with bubu yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;It was SOOOO funny playing with Talking Carl.&lt;br /&gt;LOLX!&lt;br /&gt;MEOWWWWW~~&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;BOOOCHAKK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacking at gf's place was AWESOME despite the crazy shows we watched.&lt;br /&gt;The Girl Next Door.&lt;br /&gt;WTH?!?!&lt;br /&gt;It was super sick :(&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;THEY BURNT HER CLITORIS FOR GAWD SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;It was about this psychoic bitch who hates girls and kept accusing this poor girl as a slut.&lt;br /&gt;She made her sons strip her naked and then say she seduce them.&lt;br /&gt;Then she made them rape her to demo how cheap girls can be.&lt;br /&gt;She came out with this idea of burning her clitoris will burn her desire...&lt;br /&gt;-________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I thought it was a typical CHICK FLICK.&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be this mentally sick show.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Traumatized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s sambal anchovies with peanuts are AWESOME snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2103834033798309312?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2103834033798309312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2103834033798309312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why but I just have the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Fall baby fall.&lt;br /&gt;It's a bottomless pit.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not jump in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but too much to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall remain indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s I reallllllly want abs. Any idea how to get it without exercising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4862429150648555534?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4862429150648555534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4862429150648555534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4862429150648555534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4862429150648555534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories.html' title='Memories.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3532336019113852761</id><published>2010-05-02T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:38:15.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foodie.</title><content type='html'>According to Yahoo News, 8 of the Must-try Malaysian dishes are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayam Buah Keluak&lt;br /&gt;Ikan Bakar&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Kandar&lt;br /&gt;Penang Char Kway Teow&lt;br /&gt;Penang Laksa&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Rice&lt;br /&gt;Ipoh Hor Fun&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Lemak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 8, 4 dishes originated from Perak (the state) and 2 originated from Ipoh (the city).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome Ipoh's food is? Think for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Now about the 8 dishes. I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, CHICKEN RICE is WRONG. Lou Wong Restaurant is indeed famous for their chicken. I dare to swear once you tried it, you'll fall in love with it. This is refer to only white/steam chicken. Roasted wise I have no idea because no one in their right mind goes there to eat roasted ones. The chicken are so smooth you feel like it just slip through your throat. For those who love the beansprout, ask any chefs. The beansprout in Ipoh is unlike any other beansprout that's skinny, thin and NOT crunchy at all. The ones in Ipoh is juicy, fat, short and super crunchy. Don't ask me why. Once PMC chef told me it's because of the water. Believe it or not. Yes, that is a DIE DIE MUST TRY dish in Ipoh. Well, BUT! Problem is, people eat HOR FUN with the chicken. DEFINITELY not RICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s just got to know from cousin they serve rice too because KL people prefer rice, but hey. That's not auhentically local anymore =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to the next problem. Ipoh Hor Fun. Finally I know what that refers to. It's a total opp of what you can find in Sg (which are the ones in dark sauce with chicken and mushroom). Ipoh Hor Fun (for god sake, it's called Kai Si Hor Fun - Shredded Chicken Hor Fun in Ipoh), are soup based hor fun served with beansprout and chicken inside. Basically it's what you can find from the restaurant mentioned above in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang Laksa, that I MOST certainly agree. Come on, I go over Johor just to eat that. That's my FAVOURITE dish and often my lunch back there. The original ones are served with a type of noodle, the chewy slippery ones in a broth made of either tuna or sardine (I forgot), pineapple etc.. It's AWESOME I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my take on this issue. I still can't believe they said chicken RICE in Yahoo News.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit link for more info. &lt;a href="http://sg.travel.yahoo.com/inspirations/43-8-must-try-malaysian-dishes?cid=today"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about my awesome day yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;It was HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;That's my expression.&lt;br /&gt;It started crazily and ended with a BANG.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the girls are forever love.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Suki Sushi (as usual) and ordered:&lt;br /&gt;3 Mussel Mentai&lt;br /&gt;1 Soft Shelled Crab&lt;br /&gt;1 Salmon Sashimi&lt;br /&gt;Sushis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;The highlight: Em laughed till she teared and really having tears rolling down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE YOU GIRLS SOOOOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Ella head to the Mango Fashion Guerrila thing.&lt;br /&gt;It was tad boring.&lt;br /&gt;We had a drink, saw the premier and decided to head to Supper Club.&lt;br /&gt;We were like super late,&lt;br /&gt;somehow managed to get in through guestlist and RAWRS!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;We totally proved how DESPO guys can be and LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Wicked us, we drove them crazy.&lt;br /&gt;There was this super despo guy and he kept asking and asking and asking.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just like NO, TRY HARDER, ASK MY GF.&lt;br /&gt;Uber loser.&lt;br /&gt;THENNNNNN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know someone.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Omg this is awesomely funny.&lt;br /&gt;How small the world is,&lt;br /&gt;and once again we proved that how easy it is to get hooked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABE! That guy wanted to dance with you know!&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssst, will update you who later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home around 5am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havoc sleeping time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-3532336019113852761?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/3532336019113852761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=3532336019113852761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3532336019113852761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/3532336019113852761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/05/foodie.html' title='Foodie.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2887932291290412528</id><published>2010-05-01T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:15:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide.</title><content type='html'>When I encounter my first case,&lt;br /&gt;it's in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who it was but I remember I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home,&lt;br /&gt;these things don't happen.&lt;br /&gt;Not this often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the culture and brought up?&lt;br /&gt;Don't stress yourself out too much peeps.&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;life is about making mistakes and death is about hoping that you made more.&lt;br /&gt;(quoted from Bounty Hunter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is VERY true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're still around,&lt;br /&gt;you can always attempt to make it better,&lt;br /&gt;a chance for amenments,&lt;br /&gt;a chance for people to make it up to you,&lt;br /&gt;and a chance that will not make people who love us sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rather sad that people starts to remember and reflect how AWESOME you are after you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherish people around you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a shout out to all those who are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polykakis: 3 years and SOOO many changes. I'm glad we're friends. Ups and downs but stillfriends! Hopefully it'll last even after poly. I'll always remember the Chicken Cutlet Rice we ate together at Mensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GFs: You know I love you deep deep girls. We've always be there for each other and recently just recovered from our first bump. We'll stay strong! =) See you girls tonight btw. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all others, I shall not put too many names. You guys know I care. That's good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Hit me in facebook once in a while!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2887932291290412528?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2887932291290412528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2887932291290412528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2887932291290412528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2887932291290412528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/05/suicide.html' title='Suicide.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-3366397149833103323</id><published>2010-05-01T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:47:38.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK OFF</title><content type='html'>That's the most-used word yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;From now on,&lt;br /&gt;leave my buddy ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK OFF YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a shit what you guys think about my fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;It's my life FOR GOD SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;I make my own choices.&lt;br /&gt;I ask your opinion when I want to.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't welcome them,&lt;br /&gt;shut the fuck up and move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me putting my buddy in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU AND YOU,&lt;br /&gt;JUST FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Pissed to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me who you are.&lt;br /&gt;FYI,&lt;br /&gt;I won't say anything impt in my blog anymore because&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you guys to know anything about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All nicknames will be changed.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Serve you fuckers right!&lt;br /&gt;Go,&lt;br /&gt;fucking go ask around la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I'll just fuck someone in front of you so you can really,&lt;br /&gt;FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better now.&lt;br /&gt;My WMP is playing Solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ptf.&lt;br /&gt;Disgusted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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OFF'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8106143269964791707</id><published>2010-04-30T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:31:13.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama mama</title><content type='html'>As usual,&lt;br /&gt;it was FOREVER DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad for you bff.&lt;br /&gt;Take care alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was CRAZAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go into details.&lt;br /&gt;Content not suitable for general public.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;I MET UP WITH JJJJJ,&lt;br /&gt;we watched Bounty Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK the show.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever who wants to be a lesbian, watch it.&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel sooooo disgusted with guys that you never want to have anthing to do with them EVER!&lt;br /&gt;UGRH!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOW DARE YOU, YOU ASS!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;We were both so pissed that it became funny.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and all.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;3 and you know it!&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch okay?&lt;br /&gt;Must not forget me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my beloved GIRLFRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner tgt.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooooo NICE meeting up.&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;I feel like hugging you SOOO tight and never let go!&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy girl now!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonnnnnnna wear.......&lt;br /&gt;don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am slightly affected?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Don't put in so much thought.&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say about it?&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;such an insult.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy kelly.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8106143269964791707?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8106143269964791707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=8106143269964791707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/8106143269964791707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/8106143269964791707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/drama-mama.html' title='Drama mama'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-6724909998038154777</id><published>2010-04-29T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:52:27.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One every single time.</title><content type='html'>Talk about picking up guys!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting stuff people.. INTERESTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school with gf to collect graduation attire,&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with her and JJJJJJJJJJJ,&lt;br /&gt;then went to CS to buy my heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;*I'm so in love with it now!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home then for a nap and all..&lt;br /&gt;Wash up,&lt;br /&gt;went to find Custard (HAHA) at work.&lt;br /&gt;We talked and I felt happy.&lt;br /&gt;You're missed, badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head over to Zirca to find Jayden while waiting for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;they're here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides lotsa dancing,&lt;br /&gt;the highlight was BUTTCHEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA!!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about ego booster!&lt;br /&gt;That was one perfect concoction okay!&lt;br /&gt;Plus P&amp;amp;G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog post makes no sense to almost EVERYONE,&lt;br /&gt;but HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what other way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm such a good girl!&lt;br /&gt;I only had one Tequila shot,&lt;br /&gt;despite me having 3 drink coupons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dind't have it at first.&lt;br /&gt;Some random girl gave it to me.&lt;br /&gt;I wasted 2 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss clubbing with Ella though!&lt;br /&gt;That crazy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... The day before,&lt;br /&gt;I had dim sum at Geylang,&lt;br /&gt;followed by Sheesha at Haji Lane,&lt;br /&gt;and ended with a coke at Mac.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read stuff from somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really disgusted?&lt;br /&gt;Like, is that the only thing on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;GET A FUCKING LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;I thank god it's over.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I'll just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had quarantine and jail term.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She can't let go because she cares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I question myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can I do the same?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who won?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's not me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lost you, and our rs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in my tiny world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's huge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I'll not give into anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Take it or leave it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-6724909998038154777?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4108026242793184012</id><published>2010-04-24T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:24:28.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome time.</title><content type='html'>Let's start with Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Botanical Garden with darling.&lt;br /&gt;It was niceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pictureka was fun.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I love you gf.&lt;br /&gt;We patched!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by heading to town to look for her hp casing,&lt;br /&gt;to realise that the store closed down.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We shopped around.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a coat that I fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met up with big meanie.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Pastamania.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Kick Ass.&lt;br /&gt;It was sooooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with bruno.&lt;br /&gt;Big plans big expectations tiny me.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the dress I wore though.&lt;br /&gt;I love Forever21.&lt;br /&gt;The night was madness but it was enlightening?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm focused.&lt;br /&gt;I have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday!&lt;br /&gt;The event was damn cool.&lt;br /&gt;It's like in order to be unique and to showcase the company's product,&lt;br /&gt;we carry food on wood planks and not trays.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;HOW COOL IS THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;Gf was with me too.&lt;br /&gt;Love right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4108026242793184012?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-6277835329904010424</id><published>2010-04-21T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T04:11:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misses.</title><content type='html'>I miss girlfriend!!!&lt;br /&gt;You're gone and bad things will happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay,&lt;br /&gt;another gf to the rescue tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Time to patch up darling!&lt;br /&gt;Time to make up for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads too k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with polykakis.&lt;br /&gt;Baby was super kiasu and wanted to try Circle Line.&lt;br /&gt;It was, just like any other trains?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch this show called Monga.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;There were so many gay scenes (not really gay la) and baby was like so uber high over it.&lt;br /&gt;She was screaming and laughing hard.&lt;br /&gt;We then proceed to Astons for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;It was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;The catch up I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Forever21 trip.&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I bought 2 new dresses!&lt;br /&gt;HEEE..&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I asked baby's opinion on one and she said "baby I wanna rape you."&lt;br /&gt;See how sick she is?&lt;br /&gt;Tsk..&lt;br /&gt;and she poked my boobs while Xine and Fish is not looking!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So molested!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we got same taste in guys.&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOO~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*touch face and say IT'LL BE OKAY*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should so go to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the picnic tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to wear for Thursday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8894620121055993696</id><published>2010-04-19T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:16:00.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two sided.</title><content type='html'>Yes,&lt;br /&gt;it's a mutual thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ever get swayed away again.&lt;br /&gt;Focus Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;You've done your best.&lt;br /&gt;What haven't you do?&lt;br /&gt;It's her lost.&lt;br /&gt;Not yours.&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I think you're so so brave to stand up for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Pass me your strength!!!&lt;br /&gt;We'll be strong tgt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8894620121055993696?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4932612361988574357</id><published>2010-04-17T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:26:08.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass outing.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night's movie wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Date Movie.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;It was a pity of the weirdness though.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know buds,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like to be left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S MASS OUTING!&lt;br /&gt;Totally love can!!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's only the foodmin guys and me (for foodmins) though.&lt;br /&gt;I had such an awesome time!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;We were like playing the "who steal the susu from the foodmin jar" game.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;We went around looking at hot babes (or hunks).&lt;br /&gt;We teased each other and did so many silly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new fav song now.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel so butterfly-ish.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;You know... all these Taylor Swift and Jewel songs make people go into a lovey dovey mood.&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;It's still nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really wish we're still together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll make you listen to these songs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll smile to each other after you give in to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I'm having dinner with Bruno on the 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;SCREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;If anything happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;gfs, you know who to find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4932612361988574357?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4932612361988574357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4932612361988574357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4932612361988574357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4932612361988574357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/mass-outing.html' title='Mass outing.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7535555902005495140</id><published>2010-04-15T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T16:29:43.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddess.</title><content type='html'>How can anyone be so pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're the the hottest person aroun since like forever?&lt;br /&gt;God..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7535555902005495140?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8198170536473982400</id><published>2010-04-14T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:15:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutie pie.</title><content type='html'>Will I get to see cutie pie on thursday???&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Nut head.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The syndrome darling, the syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down,&lt;br /&gt;3 more days of work only!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to life,&lt;br /&gt;once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a dork.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shit happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You suck like shyt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ptf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;How do you really survive jail term?&lt;br /&gt;Is there true happiness in it??&lt;br /&gt;Are you really happy sacrificing everything for her?&lt;br /&gt;Is it really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;So many questions..&lt;br /&gt;Btw, see you soon! RIGHT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8198170536473982400?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8198170536473982400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=8198170536473982400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/8198170536473982400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/8198170536473982400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/cutie-pie.html' title='Cutie pie.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-7269298445221003328</id><published>2010-04-13T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:29:13.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites..</title><content type='html'>Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;let me say this.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever text me all the hanging on shits.&lt;br /&gt;Don't work,&lt;br /&gt;like totally.&lt;br /&gt;It's your attitude I felt disgusted with now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been crazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Whip it was not bad!&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;The 'trans' night was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I dig it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I permed my hair.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Bubu accompanied me there.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like UBER vooms now.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it look rather plain.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I like it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like damn funny when there's this guy that came over.&lt;br /&gt;Super weird and awkward!&lt;br /&gt;He came over and...&lt;br /&gt;Him: I can't help but noticing how gorgeous you are. What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stares, blink, turns for help, laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Him: Seriously, I know this is awkward but I really want to get to know you. Maybe we could get coffee sometime?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uhh... (busy thinking what name to say)&lt;br /&gt;Him: Come on, just give me a name! Rainbow, stars...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, my name's rainbow and you're right. This is REALLY awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Him: I'm not from Singapore (he's an angmoh or caucasian I don't know) so I don't know what's the culture here is like, back there it's like if we like a person, we go straight up and tell them.&lt;br /&gt;Me: OKAAYYY... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Those are what I rmb.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;It was like damn funny la!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that we just laughed damn hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-7269298445221003328?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/7269298445221003328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=7269298445221003328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7269298445221003328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/7269298445221003328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/hypocrites.html' title='Hypocrites..'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-64410081206970581</id><published>2010-04-11T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:04:59.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FO's over.</title><content type='html'>My last event before convo.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;How sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the camp.&lt;br /&gt;The few friends I got to know before I leave TP officially.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome time with Foodmins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;To GLs, sorry for being a bitch,&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the NOT is joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black woman syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Uber funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always miss TP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis is trying her best to keep me in SG.&lt;br /&gt;She had been showering compliments to MDIS, Kaplan etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I've made up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall work for another week only.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-64410081206970581?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/64410081206970581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-5434424252277685132</id><published>2010-04-09T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T11:08:58.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOC Day 2</title><content type='html'>I like this camp.&lt;br /&gt;I officially dislike some GLs.&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Keyword: SOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To certain people,&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Stop hogging other people's friends and just stay away.&lt;br /&gt;It's disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;PURE disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Get your own life and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Uberly sick of those attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one,&lt;br /&gt;don't act mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;Not cool please.&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why all the weird characters?&lt;br /&gt;I think I should seriously choose wisely next time round.&lt;br /&gt;OH, there's a next time round?&lt;br /&gt;=OOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UQ,&lt;br /&gt;Sis Ying tried to stop me,&lt;br /&gt;mom tried to stop me,&lt;br /&gt;dad tried to stop me,&lt;br /&gt;THE MORE I WANNA GO NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how was Butter last night.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see cutie pie.&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;This suck.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J, how're youuuu???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh,&lt;br /&gt;the new hot drink is OREO bubble tea,&lt;br /&gt;and *ahem* I shall now say here.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Date me out and I'll reveal it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Berry drinks is SO yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;*flutters and secretly wishes that 3 person actually reads my blog now*&lt;br /&gt;No, 4 person.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you so badly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-5434424252277685132?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/5434424252277685132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=5434424252277685132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5434424252277685132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/5434424252277685132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/foc-day-2.html' title='FOC Day 2'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8366263649515829820</id><published>2010-04-07T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:50:41.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOW!</title><content type='html'>I still remember it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I actually joined FOW by accident.&lt;br /&gt;I was lost and got dragged.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lost lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never regretted any of it though.&lt;br /&gt;I had the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Know a lot of the best people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad to leave TP.&lt;br /&gt;I love TP.&lt;br /&gt;So much happened.&lt;br /&gt;I grew so much.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for another chapter of life?&lt;br /&gt;This time I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want and need to do,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't know if it's really the one that I will look back in 20 years and not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;Once again a new place, new environment,&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time I'm excited,&lt;br /&gt;yet I have second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;I made that decision with a snap and started packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sat down, rest my head on the table.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I had a very strong feeling,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wished we're still tgt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I closed my eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping that you'll walk to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pats my head,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;calls me a pig for sleeping,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;passes me a slice of cheesecake you baked earlier in the day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then smile to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I'd hug you tightly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then pull you aside and we'll eat the cheesecake tgt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytale's over.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's your take on me going aussie though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8366263649515829820?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/8366263649515829820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=8366263649515829820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/8366263649515829820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/8366263649515829820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/fow.html' title='FOW!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-906849022256085277</id><published>2010-04-04T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:59:51.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty.</title><content type='html'>For the first time (okay, maybe second come to think of it),&lt;br /&gt;Miss K did something naughty.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;I was actually super excited and thrilled over it!&lt;br /&gt;God knows what a loser I am when it comes to attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time was when the whole class decided to skip that day.&lt;br /&gt;I actually decided to go school to check out if t's true.&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up as per usual,&lt;br /&gt;had my oats (or baby food),&lt;br /&gt;dressed up,&lt;br /&gt;walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached,&lt;br /&gt;I realised no one from my class was there.&lt;br /&gt;So I walked to the gate,&lt;br /&gt;greeted the security guard.&lt;br /&gt;Contemplated and he asked me why am I not at the usual hang out place.&lt;br /&gt;I told him,&lt;br /&gt;he said, 'GO HOME!! Once in a while won't die!'&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I walked home,&lt;br /&gt;changed back into my Starwalk (smtg like Standard Chartered marathon) tshirt and shorts,&lt;br /&gt;went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite long since I REALLY blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I've graduated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm even hitting 21 soon!&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is completely mine.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how will my 21 goes?&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really excited about it,&lt;br /&gt;but not completely blank as well.&lt;br /&gt;It's 21 you know.&lt;br /&gt;Like, it should be big right?&lt;br /&gt;But knowing me, I'm not into this kinda celebrations for myself.&lt;br /&gt;If I do something not me, maybe it would be a bang?&lt;br /&gt;Think Kelly think.&lt;br /&gt;Most prob I'd be in Aussie though.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might fly back to Sg to meet my beloved people rather than spend it in Aussie huh.&lt;br /&gt;It's 21 afterall.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happy enough to have them watch a movie with me or have a nice dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;no pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day,&lt;br /&gt;the managers had a joke about me.&lt;br /&gt;It's called butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;What an irony isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, cheeky bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life had been rocky.&lt;br /&gt;Much drama at home (I mean family, in my case).&lt;br /&gt;Mom saw my results,&lt;br /&gt;she said she's proud.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wonder does she mean it?&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;Dad wants to come for Convo.&lt;br /&gt;I promised to let him come.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike my parents coming to my school.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike the feeling of so many people meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike taking pictures with them on that day.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike when they get into my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;I realised about a month ago,&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing apart from them.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, continue later!&lt;br /&gt;Meeting girlfriends to do coloured extensions for FO!&lt;br /&gt;I love them heaps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-906849022256085277?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/906849022256085277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=906849022256085277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/906849022256085277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/906849022256085277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/naughty.html' title='Naughty.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-4417772156320518407</id><published>2010-04-03T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T23:52:19.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>According to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to that song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orianthi - According to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've made up my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm letting go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll find that person one day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the YOU in the song ain't you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It stands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I'm such an idiot to you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I spare you the misery.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There'll always be a place for you in me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I'll try to chuck that far far aside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't affect me anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to think about you anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*concentrate on everything that turns me off*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4417772156320518407?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4417772156320518407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4417772156320518407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Talk about Pon De Floor,&lt;br /&gt;makes me think of that night.&lt;br /&gt;NOT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;NOT BUTTER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Everytime sure smtg happen at butter.&lt;br /&gt;Ugrh.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it man.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it even started.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, I admit.&lt;br /&gt;Tongue piercing is hot.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;I think you're cute.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;What should I nickname you..&lt;br /&gt;I shall call you, SHAWTY.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be great friends and have great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I had the Mariott Hi Tea experience.&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;Followed by How to Train your Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;=DDD&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;Whom I went with,&lt;br /&gt;those who know will know.&lt;br /&gt;I can't reveal it.&lt;br /&gt;Too much scandals will follow.&lt;br /&gt;Can't bring an innocent down with me.&lt;br /&gt;You, don't like me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for you,&lt;br /&gt;you're getting me so irritated with you.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;The way you talk,&lt;br /&gt;it's getting pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;You need a 'toast' since you're the bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;J,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder how's jail term?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prison-breaked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder will you ever be really happy.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a huge sacrifice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freedom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Charlie's my PIMP! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubu,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I'm backing off.&lt;br /&gt;It was too weird.&lt;br /&gt;Traumatising experience.&lt;br /&gt;It will be fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FO's TOMORROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Buddy (Joe) going as gl.&lt;br /&gt;Many many people will be there.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings though.&lt;br /&gt;It's like...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy, but yet I wanna be there just to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is tiring. REALLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-4887664291985708771?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/4887664291985708771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=4887664291985708771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4887664291985708771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/4887664291985708771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/04/eenie-meanie.html' title='Eenie Meanie'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-2622788006056946362</id><published>2010-03-28T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:53:06.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession.</title><content type='html'>Iyaz - Solo.&lt;br /&gt;It's AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my heart beats faster.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a sad song but the music's so nice..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been yellowlight-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;all dates no commitments.&lt;br /&gt;My theory is I have a theory!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-2622788006056946362?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/2622788006056946362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112199905857505409&amp;postID=2622788006056946362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2622788006056946362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112199905857505409/posts/default/2622788006056946362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsession.html' title='Obsession.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-8347130556499299829</id><published>2010-03-27T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:11:23.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy like a beeeee..</title><content type='html'>I've been working and working and working!&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all I had another quarrel with parents today.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Parents suck.&lt;br /&gt;They always start the conversation nicely,&lt;br /&gt;making you feeling uber homesick (afterall I'm like back once a year?),&lt;br /&gt;then they slowly drill into the conversation they want and tries to dig whatever they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so angry I sent out texts to both of them saying if they want to discuss that issue ever again,&lt;br /&gt;they don't have to call me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I doing the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was D&amp;amp;D.&lt;br /&gt;The runway was alright I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;The dance was funny.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;The afterparty was a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left alone with my 3 bodyguards.&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Joe and Jimmy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Super attica-ish can!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Mascot love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even bruno left to sailing, and not replying emails.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think of the first time we went out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your birthday,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;airport,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TCC,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;black top and blue jeans,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tanah Merah mrt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss the moment when you make me look at you, then tell me you love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-8347130556499299829?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-1700576291426924206</id><published>2010-03-23T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:13:38.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of nowhere.</title><content type='html'>Nowhere?&lt;br /&gt;Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;I was having the time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like slogging my life off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me how it became like this?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooooo tired I went to bed at 9pm yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;to wake up at 7.30am today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleep deprived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to club,&lt;br /&gt;shop,&lt;br /&gt;movie,&lt;br /&gt;SLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just get married.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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nowhere.'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10361183938834149679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112199905857505409.post-5960004422001085595</id><published>2010-03-17T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T02:38:08.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress x10.</title><content type='html'>Okay,&lt;br /&gt;I passed SIP.&lt;br /&gt;Merely,&lt;br /&gt;PASS.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate studies.&lt;br /&gt;I hate school.&lt;br /&gt;I hate lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE FUCKING PEOPLE WHO GRADE US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not put in anymore effort into studies.&lt;br /&gt;I will cruise my way through uni because I HAVE to get a degree.&lt;br /&gt;I will fuck care GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New life resolution.&lt;br /&gt;PARTY HARD, WORK LESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I watched Crazy Hearts.&lt;br /&gt;So reminded me of dad.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;Really very scared.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;Dad's not young.&lt;br /&gt;If something happened to him,&lt;br /&gt;my last words to him would be the most unkind ones.&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring myself to forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forgive and forget?&lt;br /&gt;He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;Every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad used to be my superman.&lt;br /&gt;Despite everything,&lt;br /&gt;I loved him.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy walking down the road with him,&lt;br /&gt;fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I barely want to see him.&lt;br /&gt;When I speak to him,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to scold out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I cross my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to look at him sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did things turn out this way?&lt;br /&gt;Money is the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;It really is.&lt;br /&gt;Still,&lt;br /&gt;without it,&lt;br /&gt;nothing works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt it the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for mom,&lt;br /&gt;I can't speak to her properly as well.&lt;br /&gt;She pisses me off so easily.&lt;br /&gt;God I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even look forward to her calls anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;She'll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times I explain,&lt;br /&gt;she never gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;No one understands.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought they know a lot,&lt;br /&gt;but actually no one does.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, my life is not as perfect as it seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first consultation at Subordinate Courts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have to settle my uni stuff, which I'm doing it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait 1 more week to check on something.&lt;br /&gt;I have to fulfill my 10 years to my first million promise I throwed at Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much god.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe you exist.&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do,&lt;br /&gt;the first thing you should do is to make people like Dad to do what they say.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly spit at him when he talk to me about FAIRNESS.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU BIG TIME MAN.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I scolded the F word to Mom that day.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she gets it this time?&lt;br /&gt;Like finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows about the court case.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sharing with Mom or Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I got a feeling they'll say,&lt;br /&gt;"SEE! That's what you get for not listening to your cousin. Always think you're very smart. Never check properly. YADA YADA YADA."&lt;br /&gt;FYI parents,&lt;br /&gt;If I know I would have step on him with stilettos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents SUCK BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get it over and done with, with uni and get on with my life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Just want to rant.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me anything.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fell like talking about this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine the next morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112199905857505409-5960004422001085595?l=sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugarcoatedgrapesonfire.blogspot.com/feeds/5960004422001085595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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