<?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-31691397</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:00:32.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untanglednow</title><subtitle type='html'>The only thing that matters is just following your heart, and eventually you'll get it right.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4960757522969103629</id><published>2010-06-27T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:12:10.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;TIMEISPRECIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weel has been quite free for me. I went out a few times, caught my beloved Beast and friends. Haha. No tuition this week. Tmrw is a sunday... staying at home? awww... maybe I'll go to the library. :) I need to improve my english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I can't sleep after eating soooo many things. Chips, choc mint wafers, etc. sooooo fattening. D: I seriously can't stay at home for too long... cause I tend to munch and munch non-stop when I have nothing to do. D: bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to... find something to do till next morning! yay! hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4960757522969103629?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4960757522969103629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4960757522969103629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4960757522969103629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4960757522969103629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/timeisprecious.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6788617328877120422</id><published>2010-06-25T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:03:56.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;IBLEEDMYHEARTOUTONTHISPAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful time ytd and today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my favourite Beast ytd! sooooo happy. ;) prince charming Dongwoon and cool guy Junhyung. :) Their live performance rocks and I love Dongwoon's smile! so charismatic. The other members also vvv shuai and cute. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today watched Toy Story 3 with yf, wr &amp;amp; jw. :) man, i miss them. :) had a vvv nice chat too! I miss yf! hahahaha! my hilarious partner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny, but I should be given the chance to laugh my heart out, to feel happy. Nothing is going to stop me from living my life to the fullest. Just be myself, sit back and enjoy this ride. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6788617328877120422?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6788617328877120422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6788617328877120422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6788617328877120422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6788617328877120422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/ibleedmyheartoutonthispaper.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7214442042166925940</id><published>2010-06-17T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:48:37.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;MYHEADISSPINNINGSPINNING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last second of internship. Finally. But, I'm falling sick. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so drowsy, just died on my bed for 2 hours. Whoa. My body aches now. sniff sniff* I feel so sad for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my everything back. Give them back. sniff sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go cry myself a river. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-7214442042166925940?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7214442042166925940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7214442042166925940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7214442042166925940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7214442042166925940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/myheadisspinningspinning.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1278102065366514233</id><published>2010-06-12T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:30:08.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;THEMONSTERISBACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, today I was supposed to go fishing with dad&amp;amp; mum. Ugh, but dad last minute postponed it to next saturday. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spent the day packing and cleaning my room. Damn, its so dusty. LOL. I still havent pack my wardrobe and there are clothes lying around... half of my king size bed is filled up with clothes and soft toys. LOL. The other half is for me to sleep. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I need to have more self control and less sudden outburst. I may not be able to tolerate people like that but, I should keep comments to myself. So at least next time whatever happen, I at least will not be involved. How stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting my baobei, jas tmr. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good news! next week will bethe last week of internship!! Weeeeeeee! Finally! Then i can go back school, play with nana and ch and yf!!! Then everyday idle around in school..... eat in school..... crash nana and ch's lecture... have pocket money... OMG. This the best life! I cant wait! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause when I'm kissin' U, my senses come alive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1278102065366514233?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1278102065366514233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1278102065366514233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1278102065366514233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1278102065366514233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/themonsterisback.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7245097239143389322</id><published>2010-06-09T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T23:03:22.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;SHEDOESNTKNOWSHESPERFECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched some plastic surgery documentory on BBC. Omg, its sooooo painful, yet so tempting. Ugh. Some people cant stand their imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make myself feel better about myself too. but through plastics? I cant afford it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think if you feel good about yourself, then you can be confident and happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, shes perfect to me. but nobody feels that they are perfect. Everyone thinks that they can be better, prettier. I just feel that its unnecessary for her. Oh man, what do I know? I mean nothing to her. I know nothing. I was tired of argueing with her back then, when everyones complaining about their imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn to love yourself, girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-7245097239143389322?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7245097239143389322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7245097239143389322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7245097239143389322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7245097239143389322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/shedoesntknowshesperfect.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-2631755421797148138</id><published>2010-06-06T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:41:38.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;MONEYMONEYMONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, the weekend just ended like this. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much things! All I did was camping in front of my laptop, play Baking Life on fb and listening to songs. Sigh. I couldnt get tickets for B2st showcase and autograph session!! ALL SOLD OUT. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through old secondary school photos just now. Everyone looks so different back then. LOL. I realised I dont really smile much last time. Haha. And all those happy times. omg. precious moments. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was complaining about this person. I just couldnt stand it anymore. Ugh. I feel so not important. Well, you are the first person that I've known, to treat me like this! For crying out loud! Maybe I should guard myself and yeah, hope you dont use me and dump me like you always do. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything reminds me of the shit that happened to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2631755421797148138?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2631755421797148138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2631755421797148138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2631755421797148138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2631755421797148138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/moneymoneymoney.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6238072544067244058</id><published>2010-06-03T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:42:16.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BUBBLESREMINDMEOFMYDREAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to blow bubbles. ;) I still want to blow bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so exhausted and negative today. My partner finds me irritating. Hohoho. I fell asleep while reading a book... and I suddenly jerked up right! subconsciously. LOL. I think I gave her a shock, but she thinks its very funny. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy shoes and tops. ;( I want to go back to school. ;( I want money. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like talking today. I feel so on my own. The feeling is so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who is my bestfriend. or rather, do I have a best friend. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who will be there for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6238072544067244058?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6238072544067244058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6238072544067244058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6238072544067244058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6238072544067244058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/06/bubblesremindmeofmydreams.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4185880028627277381</id><published>2010-05-30T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:04:48.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;THEDAYBEFOREWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I can't believe it. The long weekend is ending, just like that. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to enjoy a night out with a close friend. Just sit around, have a drink and talk.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo looking forward to school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a big blob of fat. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear God, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't ask for anything else, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wish to be appreciated and not taken for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4185880028627277381?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4185880028627277381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4185880028627277381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4185880028627277381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4185880028627277381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/thedaybeforework.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4300450180994422367</id><published>2010-05-28T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:30:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;THESUNWASUPBEFOREME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a public holiday. yay. yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so worried about my final report. ;( 3 more weeks of attachment! I want to leave this hell soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong man. Here we have a long weekend but I've got no company. I was right. I'm disappointed but that's my life. Just get over with it, Elaine! Dummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sadness is so strong, its bringing me down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4300450180994422367?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4300450180994422367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4300450180994422367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4300450180994422367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4300450180994422367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/thesunwasupbeforeme.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1290395480193846043</id><published>2010-05-26T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T19:29:03.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;I'VEGOTSOMEGROWINGUPTODO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the cravings for rich and sinful chocolate cakes. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I woke up late today. :X I was a little late than usual and I wore shorts cause I was lazy to dig thru my closet for a pair of jeans. Gee. I look so ... omgggg! I look a little pale and fat. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whats everyone busy doing nowadays. Its like, if you don't take the effort, nobody's ever going to keep in touch. hahaha. And well, even if you take effort, people will still turn you down. ;( Why is everyone sooo busy?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: They have a life to live. And they have their familes and other friends, not only me. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an ice-cream treat. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at some kids playing at the playground one day, and I suddenly have the urge to blow bubbles and just chill. Haha. I miss being a kid and I miss having company. ;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is thursday! and friday is a public holiday! ;) No plans yet. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1290395480193846043?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1290395480193846043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1290395480193846043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1290395480193846043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1290395480193846043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/ivegotsomegrowinguptodo.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-684919108552072598</id><published>2010-05-25T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:03:39.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ASLIGHTASFEATHERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggg. I'm blogging again. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was brother's graduation day. I find the ceremony speeches kinda touching. :) I think I will skip mine though. I'm just an average student... unlike those with lots of acknowledgements. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear brother, only takes a few photos with us, his family and poof! he's gone. LOL. Guess everyone's excited about it. Hahaha. I miss school sooooo much and I feel sooooo old. I want my youthful life back! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had mac with nana and sd  today! ;) so happy to see them. We talked talked talked and walked around Cold Storage. Really feels like the old times. Aww. I really miss you guys. I thought, hmmm, if you guys going for our graduation ceremony... I might go. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wounds are healing real fast this time. :) I have set my mind clear. I don't trust or fall for those shit anymore. Life is beautiful and I love myself. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-684919108552072598?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/684919108552072598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=684919108552072598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/684919108552072598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/684919108552072598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/aslightasfeathers.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5909273807343951563</id><published>2010-05-22T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:25:04.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just another one. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress report: last msg received on sat, 22 may. (Thank god.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5909273807343951563?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/5909273807343951563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=5909273807343951563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5909273807343951563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5909273807343951563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/busted.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8224615517103097361</id><published>2010-05-15T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:36:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ADAYOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm okay with it. Maybe this is how adults meet. :) I used to be totally clueless about these stuff but now I know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping!! I want to buy dresses. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr going holland v for fries! excited. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8224615517103097361?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8224615517103097361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8224615517103097361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8224615517103097361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8224615517103097361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/adayout.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4406261969174351519</id><published>2010-05-13T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:38:08.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;GETTINGUSEDTOYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was yet another at work. Haha. Time's crawling as usual. OMG. 25 more working days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends! &lt;3 yf, st, jas, wr &amp;amp;gp! I loveeee talking, gossiping and laughing with them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear wr &amp;amp;yf:&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing that I'm hiding from you! You two are just toooo paranoid. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think nothing is happening. Killing time, doing each other a favour. Theres nothing more than that. I feel so matured now. I know to take things lightly, otherwise I'm the only one getting hurt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out with guys again! and listen to all the updates. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4406261969174351519?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4406261969174351519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4406261969174351519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4406261969174351519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4406261969174351519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/gettingusedtoyou.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-905678516759708387</id><published>2010-05-08T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:31:14.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ISUCKTHATSWHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know I can scare the wits out of someone with my personality. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird. Things are getting nowhere. Maybe I'm not the type. Should I just not waste time? cause I think its getting nowhere. :X Plus such strong connections. Its like impossible to find it again, especially on me. I dont know how to accept someone into my life... to trust, to be there for each other... I'm really clueless about this! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a pig!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-905678516759708387?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/905678516759708387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=905678516759708387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/905678516759708387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/905678516759708387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/isuckthatswhy.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6285437401268957371</id><published>2010-05-06T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:09:08.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;TODAYISATHURSDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. I'm thinking about things again. Marked and scarred right. Will this time be the same? I want to share with you, but I don't want you to misunderstand my intentions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that its different. You are very nice. Ugh. I'm scared,  yet happy. :X I'm a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to roll in my bed later. I hope tmr will be fine at work. My time is so wasted. :( but I've got something to look forward to now. :) I'm kinda grateful. We both wanted the same thing. But I'm always waiting. :X I'm a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta ta~ I'm going to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone understands this post, he or  she is a genius. haha. cause even I can't tell what I'm trying to put through here. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6285437401268957371?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6285437401268957371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6285437401268957371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6285437401268957371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6285437401268957371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/todayisathursday.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8481307029194187915</id><published>2010-05-02T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:28:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BOREDLIKESHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, today is Labour Day! Why am I rotting at home?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent today, doing nothing practical. Watch mtvs from day to night, going gaga over hot korean guys. Oh and I found a new heartthrob. LOL. Thats all. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about tmr. Am I going out? Oh man. I feel so !@#$% LOL. maybe I should go out and get some fresh air. I thought I feel good these days but then a question hit me. I guess I've fallen back into the pit. :O Nobody realised it. Until one. :) My life is never the same. Marked and scarred I guess. I'm stronger~ and more bochap. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will go out tmr. :) fresh air! here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8481307029194187915?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8481307029194187915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8481307029194187915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8481307029194187915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8481307029194187915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/05/boredlikeshit.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5399674283071430503</id><published>2010-04-29T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:11:54.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;TALKATIVETODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked a lot today. :T and guess I blurted out something that kinda make people angry? cause its about their friends. hohoho. I am so frigging sensitive right. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from dinner with mk, jol and kh. :) free dinner! Haha. I only paid for my drink. LOL! I'm very poor! only $400 a month! haha. We are so going to tea on the weekends. :) hope mk can squeeze us into her very packed schedule. :D and and Sakura buffet! OMG. so many cravings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that the things I'm obsessed with now, no longer the same. But I do still look and stare like normal. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do tmrw? so bored. I'm so going to Swensens! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5399674283071430503?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/5399674283071430503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=5399674283071430503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5399674283071430503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5399674283071430503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/04/talkativetoday.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-9137193141679615888</id><published>2010-04-24T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:39:45.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;THEDAYTHEWORLDWASBROUGHTDOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I finally got a new phone! Motorola Milestone. Its pretty cool! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired today. Nothing much happened today. Hohoho. I just thought, well now that I'm so free... the blogging vibe is coming back to me. :D I guess I will blog, fb or maybe twit whenever I can. Oh yea, and read lots of storybooks. Haha! to improve my english. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to countdown now! 40 more days to end of attachment! Omg. Time please don't crawling and start running! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-9137193141679615888?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/9137193141679615888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=9137193141679615888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/9137193141679615888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/9137193141679615888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/04/thedaytheworldwasbroughtdown.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3376131864261222312</id><published>2010-04-23T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:43:50.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;THECRAZYRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was amazing. :) I havent laugh so heartily for some time. First time at Mind's Cafe with the girls celebrating dear wr's birthday. :) I'm going back again for sure. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine I guess. Running thru my clothes today in the morning and I realised I havent been wearing much of them these days. :( Its always long jeans and tee shirts. Ugh. I REALLY MISS GOING TO SCHOOL! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis just now, bought belts and a few dresses. :) I'm not sure I'll wear them though... but what happened to my saving plans?! haha. I think I will stop shopping for this and next month. When I get back to school and have my pocket money back.... heh heh. it will be crazy shopping time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to IMM to meet wr and her eyeliner-korean guy. haha. I dont know his name, but he looks kinda cute and I like his side view. hohoho. The rain was crazy. The fans were crazy too! I practically laughed thru out my whole time there. I guess it really feels good to be famous and good looking. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the player. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to wr! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3376131864261222312?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3376131864261222312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3376131864261222312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3376131864261222312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3376131864261222312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/04/thecrazyrain.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-905820810792473920</id><published>2010-04-21T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:04:33.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;STARINGBLANKLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. I can't believe I'm still doing nothing at my attachment place. wth. I'm trying to look hardworking here, reading some boring scientific papers. zz. my supervisor doesn't even care if we're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to survive the second interim report. phew. oh my. what am I gonna do with the final report?! *faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh I hate it when its the time of the month. D: I feel sooooo pain then I can hardly move. I've been crawling around. yes crawling. D: please go away!~ this is making me feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be patient now. wait wait wait. and money will come my way. :D meantime, I better spend less and start saving up. :D so excited at the thought of money! $.$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-905820810792473920?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/905820810792473920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=905820810792473920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/905820810792473920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3359064209133833796?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3359064209133833796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3359064209133833796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3359064209133833796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3359064209133833796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuckingpissedoffrightnowihopehegoestohe.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6358740467229014624</id><published>2010-03-23T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:12:50.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;My Bloody Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He dropped you off, I followed him home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I, I stood outside his bedroom window.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing over him, he begged me not to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know, I had to do cause I'm so in love with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6358740467229014624?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6358740467229014624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6358740467229014624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6358740467229014624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6358740467229014624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-bloody-valentine.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4960297732575677237</id><published>2010-03-17T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:08:44.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WHATIWANTDEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy lots of stuff and I want to go enjoy life! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living off myself these days. so horrible! I can't wait till pay day though only 400 dollars. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bruises proved its real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4960297732575677237?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4960297732575677237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4960297732575677237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4960297732575677237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4960297732575677237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/03/whatiwantdearly.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8229293479892495059</id><published>2010-03-16T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:03:10.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WALLFLOWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt;a type of loner, seemingly shy folks whom no one really knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt;Often some of the most interesting people if one actually talks to them. Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="example"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I met this gorgeous girl, a bit of a wallflower, but very sweet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8229293479892495059?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8229293479892495059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8229293479892495059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8229293479892495059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8229293479892495059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/03/wallflower.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5675298977235503338</id><published>2010-03-09T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:31:28.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BOREDOMMADEMEDOTHIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 things about me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a left-hander.&lt;br /&gt;2. I like the colour green.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't like my chinese name cause its too common.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like the letter E!&lt;br /&gt;5. My lucky number is 7.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love bananas!&lt;br /&gt;7. I have to wear a watch.&lt;br /&gt;8. I like cartoon frogs not real frogs. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;9. I torture my beanie animals by rubbing their tummies with my fingers. :D&lt;br /&gt;10. My name is the Italian version of Helen.&lt;br /&gt;11. I love the beach and park.&lt;br /&gt;12. I like raspberry and banana ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;13. I always eat mcchicken from mac.&lt;br /&gt;14. I don't like to eat steam fish or fried fish. (only boneless, skinless fish. :D)&lt;br /&gt;15. I love marshmallow and peppermint chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;16. I think green pea tastes disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;17. I think coffee is very bitter. (Ugh!)&lt;br /&gt;18. I love tea! ( all kinds)&lt;br /&gt;19. I love Coffee Bean's banana chocolate ice blend. :D&lt;br /&gt;20. I think I have no sex appeal. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;21. I think I have a very ugly nose. ( I want a nose job. :D)&lt;br /&gt;22. I think my eyes are preeetty. :D&lt;br /&gt;23. I can't live without my mascara. I look like a dead person now w/o my mascara. :(&lt;br /&gt;24. I get frustrated when people correct my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;25. I judge a book by its cover. :X&lt;br /&gt;26. I like guys who wear specs and rather fair. :D&lt;br /&gt;27. I love buying shoes. (and useless stuff)&lt;br /&gt;28. I hate when people don't reply my msgs.&lt;br /&gt;29. I love to meet at at some place to just drink and talk. :D&lt;br /&gt;30. I crave for company.&lt;br /&gt;31. I can't live without my music player.&lt;br /&gt;32. I always get jealous of my best friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;33. My english sucks. (blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;34. I like going out at night. ( stay overnight outside even better~!)&lt;br /&gt;35. I always hurt people with what I say.&lt;br /&gt;36. I laugh when people fall down. :X&lt;br /&gt;37. I like to tease people. (make some fun. LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;38. I try to please everyone. ( afraid of being hated)&lt;br /&gt;39. I secretly feels happy when someone pour their troubles and secrets to me.( not that I'm happy they have troubles la! just that they've chosen me. :D)&lt;br /&gt;40. I always want to be better than people. ( I'm hardly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! couldnt believe I've done this. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5675298977235503338?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/5675298977235503338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=5675298977235503338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5675298977235503338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5675298977235503338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/03/boredommademedothis.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1227297854468046671</id><published>2010-03-08T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:02:17.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;DEAR GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what I should be doing now. I feel like I have given everything I can but I'm still so helpless. Nothing that I do can change the fact or make things better. This sucks so much. To my dear friends. Cheerup. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I'm having a real bad headache. Help me. :( My life is so mundane. Everyday, go to work, do nothing, stare, daydream, lunch, go home and sleep. I need something to spice up my life. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn looking forward to fishing luh! but I'm not watching Alice in Wonderland. :( money is running low... ouch. I'm going to buy lots of snacks! bring my comfy jacket and camp overnight! woohoo! :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5Ubn3sOpmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TGtpLRz4_Gc/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446289696152790626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5Ubn3sOpmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TGtpLRz4_Gc/s200/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5UbiwoTG_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/5wYPvyekZic/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446289608357911538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5UbiwoTG_I/AAAAAAAAAUw/5wYPvyekZic/s200/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5Uaypk2SVI/AAAAAAAAAUo/B7IJt-26Ttc/s1600-h/P1000967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446288781830670674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5Uaypk2SVI/AAAAAAAAAUo/B7IJt-26Ttc/s200/P1000967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be a happier person. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1227297854468046671?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1227297854468046671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1227297854468046671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1227297854468046671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1227297854468046671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-god.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S5Ubn3sOpmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TGtpLRz4_Gc/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-9215815201209723397</id><published>2010-02-27T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:54:47.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ATTACHMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saying goodbye to my school life and off to a real lab. Haha. I seriously hope I can survive there. =T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to that Coffee Bean next to the Merlion. =T&lt;br /&gt;I want $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile more! Life would be better. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-9215815201209723397?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/9215815201209723397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=9215815201209723397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/9215815201209723397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/9215815201209723397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/02/attachment-i-am-saying-goodbye-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6615710740479718811</id><published>2010-01-27T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:18:27.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;SUPERSTALKERELAINE XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! I found what I want to find! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was rather disappointed. Haha. The photos were... not as nice as real life... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS SO UNFAIR! Nana gets to be in the same class! HAHA! I just hope I can still spy on ahem now. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I had a bad sore throat. =( I hope I do get well soon and mug for MBC Quiz 2! X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be the one I want to be.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/S2AtcjUl9mI/AAAAAAAAAUg/aYPMnl2129E/s1600-h/P1000860.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6615710740479718811?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6615710740479718811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6615710740479718811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6615710740479718811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6615710740479718811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/01/superstalker-elaine-xd-okay-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6633946062031719546</id><published>2010-01-24T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:15:41.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;@TIMBRE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alright, guess we were too early. LOL. The live band started at 9.40+pm and we left at 9.50pm? =( Ordered 2 pizza, baffulo wings, fries, calamari rings,etc. I had 2 drinks and a shot. LOL. Nothing that strong though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, what do you want? I'm feeling quite pissed today. Sometimes you really feel like making them shut up for good. BUT, they usually never give up until they get to be the one with the last word. FINE, you win okay. I seriously have no intention of fighting over this. Its so pointless. Talking about who being not grown up. I think its certainly not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand, if you have to always feel sorry about the things you do, why not do it the right way from the start? I always get angried by myself for doing things I'll regret but now I realised I wasnt the worst. HAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry words by an angry person is forgivable. I know I dont mean it, I just want to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just likes to force you to look into the past, reminding us who they really are. Everything should have changed by now. Sad to say, I was wrong. grr. Sometimes its not only about you and the world. People around you are as important. Being outstanding is good in my opinion, but you are not oustanding. You are just being self-centred and doesnt want to blend in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a give or take world isnt it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the result of a mini hangover? I dont know. LOL. I'm going to rest till school tmr. ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6633946062031719546?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6633946062031719546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6633946062031719546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6633946062031719546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6633946062031719546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/01/timbre-it-was-alright-guess-we-were-too.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8390302785422661444</id><published>2010-01-22T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:41:01.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WHATISWRONGWITHHERMIND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so someone made me feel like I'm a bad person but I think I'm not, etc. Nothing worth pondering over. I just feel that everything has 2 sides. I'm standing in the middle, while shes on the left. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's kinda special. I don't know how special this is but I met someone so beautiful. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always feel depressing talking about future? I think I know where I want to be. The problem now is, am I competent enough? am I willing to work hard now? People say its not too late now. But I still don't know what I should do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend so much money! I'm officially bankrupted. =( I'm not working anymore, I have no income, only my pocket money every week. And I have to pay insurance and my phone bill. I'm going crazy!!! I hope I can earn some money this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are sore. I don't like to bring laptop to school! Cause my laptop weighs 2kg and my charger weighs 1 kg. =( Only if I have someone to carry it for me.... HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open your eyes real big and look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8390302785422661444?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8390302785422661444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8390302785422661444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8390302785422661444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8390302785422661444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatiswrongwithhermind-am-i-wrong-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-614234114743275519</id><published>2010-01-14T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:42:43.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;SELLSELLSELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad, I'm left with 2 calendars and 2 gift cards to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU to those who bought cards from me! You guys really helped me alot! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad! A big rock off my shoulder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-614234114743275519?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/614234114743275519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=614234114743275519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/614234114743275519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/614234114743275519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/01/sellsellsell.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3148777112362670802</id><published>2010-01-05T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:18:24.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;DREADDREADDREAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to go to school! I'm soooooo tired that I cant even pop contacts into my eyes. How bad is that. I have been wearing my glasses all day long. I feel like an _____! Oh nevermind. x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better about myself now. Guess its the way you think that changes you. THE POWER OF WILL. Haha. I need to rest my eyes now, its burning!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3148777112362670802?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3148777112362670802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3148777112362670802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3148777112362670802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3148777112362670802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreaddreaddread.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-9135269093031530238</id><published>2010-01-02T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:08:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sz6oefxONjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/46rFGneZKFs/s1600-h/P1000694.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;HAPPYNEWYEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm so tired now! Haha. After spending the whole morning playing with cards and going shopping in the afternoon. I feel like a superman! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this year will be a good year for me. ELAINE, JIAYOU! YOU CAN ACHIEVE EVERYTHING! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really spend too much this holiday. I feel my heart aching and I couldnt sleep. =X How how... where am I going to get the money back? =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sz6oxVCt3rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/HGnfQAStkuE/s1600-h/P1000694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421956566816251570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sz6oxVCt3rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/HGnfQAStkuE/s320/P1000694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kbox and dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their eyes of fascination fell on her while I said hello to my familiar friend, the wallpaper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend told me, "I'm sorry but they think you are not nice."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-9135269093031530238?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/9135269093031530238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=9135269093031530238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/9135269093031530238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/9135269093031530238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2010/01/happynewyear-oh-im-so-tired-now-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sz6oxVCt3rI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/HGnfQAStkuE/s72-c/P1000694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6536977370048901535</id><published>2009-12-31T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:44:51.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;NEWYEAR'SEVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of the year. Nothing much really. I really hope we can all spend the night together like last year. =T I gave up my photo-editing today, my eyes burn. I hope wr can join us later too. =X she sounds so emo. =(&lt;br /&gt;2010 will be even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant seems to reach you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6536977370048901535?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6536977370048901535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6536977370048901535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6536977370048901535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6536977370048901535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/newyearseve.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4409921635515030309</id><published>2009-12-29T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:36:08.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;IGOTNOTHINGBETTERTODO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep tonight. I feel different today. &gt;=T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting up with colleagues tmr. =) marina sq 1pm. see you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let our hearts unite.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4409921635515030309?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4409921635515030309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4409921635515030309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4409921635515030309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4409921635515030309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/igotnothingbettertodo.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6536123830650442239</id><published>2009-12-28T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:49:21.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;NOIDEAWHATTODO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work today. Yay, cause I spent all my money this short holiday. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually very looking forward to k on tues/wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so relieved now that I do not need to plan anything. =X I push everything to others. Yes! I should learn from this. NO MORE HARD TIMES! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I still prefer 2000-2006 chinese songs. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6536123830650442239?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6536123830650442239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6536123830650442239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6536123830650442239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6536123830650442239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/noideawhattodo.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-2252141598706743861</id><published>2009-12-25T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T10:49:39.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRYCHRISTMAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more days to a brand new year.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired today, like I had a very bad hangover. Ytd was fun but its didnt end quite nicely, or what I had expected it to be. I'm so bored. From today on, guess I will stay home more often. I'm sick of planning things and sms-ing around. =) I'm happy spending time on my own now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's christmas. Everything's normal at home but I guess people are having fun out there right? Haha. I'm going to start stuffing myself with chocolates later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of my self-reflection day again. =T I feel so horrible about myself. Everything about myself. I've always been trying hard to impress. Why do I always do that? x( I'm going to write my new year resolutions soon and swear I'm going to stick to it for the new year. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Converse Sale too, Nana! But theres so many people and SO HARD to find my size! I'm a 5.5. I bought 3 pairs of shoes too! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have the courage to tell you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We don't feel like best friends anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2252141598706743861?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2252141598706743861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2252141598706743861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2252141598706743861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2252141598706743861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/merrychristmas.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5347256106685935623</id><published>2009-12-20T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:13:00.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is the network down or something? NO ONE replies my msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since theres no replies, everything is cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5347256106685935623?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/5347256106685935623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=5347256106685935623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5347256106685935623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5347256106685935623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-network-down-or-something-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-233379847619899003</id><published>2009-12-19T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:29:27.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HURRAY.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, CTs over! I hope I do get good results. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to clean my room and my closet desperately. I feel like I'm living in a mess. I can't find my clothes! and spent a long time digging for my wallet and my sweater. I was late for meeting st, yf and jas for shopping. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOMETHING HAS TO BE DONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so looking forward to shopping now! I want to buy dresses! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-233379847619899003?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/233379847619899003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=233379847619899003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/233379847619899003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/233379847619899003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/hurray.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8431745225774993673</id><published>2009-12-01T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:35:02.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;TWOBADNEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feeel so not right, right now. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A levels over. yay. Nothing changes? boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has serious moodswings these days. Super rainy days and super sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to look forward to. All I can see from where I am right now, is failure waiting for me at the other end of the road. HOW? I wasnt born to be a failure... I guess I really did make the wrong choice. I hope theres enough time for me to start all over again after this mess. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to 2 years ago. =( when my future is still oh-so-bright. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8431745225774993673?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8431745225774993673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8431745225774993673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8431745225774993673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8431745225774993673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/12/twobadnews.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4859225077004768198</id><published>2009-11-08T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:49:30.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;IT'S OVER. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost the end of the week! Time to sum up.&lt;br /&gt;Its rather a restless week I think. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thursday - went to Swensens after IS with yf, nana, elisa and waisuet. Thanks for the treat! =D&lt;br /&gt;On friday - went to some jap restaurant with mk and yeele. Thanks for the treat too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home ytd. feasting? Haha. I had too much to eat... now I'm sufferring from serious tummyache. LOL. I really need to thank facebook. =X cause everyone remembers and tagged me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's might not be as joyous as the previous years, but I still love it very much. =) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for everything people&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;especially yf. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its been 6 years I think. Haha. Though I know that times are different now. I'm very honoured to still have you around me. =) Life still goes on and I cant keep track.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone. =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda figured out everything (including the bus seat thing. &gt;=O) Why do things always turn out that way? The problem is me. Yup, too sensitive, think too much, and too thoughtful. =X I'm letting go. Why should I care so much? Everything should be a give-or-take. Sometimes, when you give too much, it feels very lonely. And it doesnt always have to be you, giving. Everyone will have their turn. Why not give the chance to others? This way you can feel happier, not worrying what others will think of your givings. I finally understand it. &lt;em&gt;Thanks you mummy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lastly, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4859225077004768198?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4859225077004768198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4859225077004768198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4859225077004768198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4859225077004768198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7917545102421213158</id><published>2009-11-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:22:32.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WHIPZ!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already the 3rd week of school! Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than studying, I've got nothing to do. BORING! So, in order to makee my life more "exciting", I am going to watch dramas! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-7917545102421213158?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7917545102421213158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7917545102421213158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7917545102421213158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7917545102421213158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/11/whipz-its-already-3rd-week-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8105626472821520444</id><published>2009-10-30T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:35:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear nobody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always make people around me unhappy. =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky is dark grey today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is never the same again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8105626472821520444?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8105626472821520444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8105626472821520444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8105626472821520444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8105626472821520444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-i-always-make-people-around-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3902862933111508248</id><published>2009-10-20T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:51:27.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend&lt;br /&gt;To not love me at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3902862933111508248?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3902862933111508248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3902862933111508248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3902862933111508248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3902862933111508248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-mind-it-i-dont-mind-at-all-its.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3430296240532775942</id><published>2009-10-18T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:08:44.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;LAST DAY OF HOLI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/StSIHXvcOmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vQ8tz-RVPYc/s1600-h/achoochoo-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392084314082785890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/StSIHXvcOmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vQ8tz-RVPYc/s200/achoochoo-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Old Elaine died on 16 October 2009, 10.00pm sharp.&lt;br /&gt;Leave behind the bad ending and move on with a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17 Oct 09&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went out with mk and kh to Chinatown for breakfast. Then go home sleep all the way to dinnertime. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dont know what I'm going to do today... I want to go Vivo... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;See everyone at school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3430296240532775942?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3430296240532775942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3430296240532775942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3430296240532775942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3430296240532775942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-of-holi-old-elaine-died-on-16.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/StSIHXvcOmI/AAAAAAAAAT4/vQ8tz-RVPYc/s72-c/achoochoo-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4304762379587772920</id><published>2009-10-13T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:29:39.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;TICK-TOCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/StSKNGaUdHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1yRIP80DVp8/s1600-h/z37322483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 101px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086611533263986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/StSKNGaUdHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1yRIP80DVp8/s200/z37322483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down now. 3 more days and I'll be free from CHECK. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to throw away all those tees I wore for work and my favourite slip-on. My life is going to change for sure. And I'm damn glad about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's schedule:&lt;br /&gt;Dip Plus from 10 to 12noon&lt;br /&gt;Lunch from 2pm onwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally met up with my beloved Tian and Jas! Happy belated birthday to Jas! And happy early birthday to Tian! Haha. We had Pizza Hut, my treat. =D They helped me save $$. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand how its like to leave people behind in your life to get on with yours. Theres the feeling of each other's existence but no longer the lingering presence. The feeling is unbearable to me, so I made a promise. No matter how busy I am, no matter how busy my good friends are, its a must to celebrate birthdays together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not letting go of what I have now, my friends now will be forever and I know I will make them last even if I have to sacrifice for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is kinda for all the people I've known to be close to me. =) Its a promise from me to you, that I'll keep. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might sound a bit childish, LOL, but this is me. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4304762379587772920?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4304762379587772920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4304762379587772920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4304762379587772920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4304762379587772920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/10/tick-tock-im-counting-down-now.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/StSKNGaUdHI/AAAAAAAAAUA/1yRIP80DVp8/s72-c/z37322483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4672141715129356517</id><published>2009-10-07T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:53:20.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally get sick of a retail job. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do, so little time. Feels like I'm wasting my time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4672141715129356517?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4672141715129356517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4672141715129356517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4672141715129356517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4672141715129356517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/10/lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4234029134510770747</id><published>2009-10-07T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:50:54.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;LET'S TALK ABOUT LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Ssyp9ByAN9I/AAAAAAAAATo/kdYAftTCE38/s1600-h/flowessr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389869719970920402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Ssyp9ByAN9I/AAAAAAAAATo/kdYAftTCE38/s320/flowessr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colours will fade away one day, just like memories of all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4234029134510770747?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4234029134510770747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4234029134510770747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4234029134510770747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4234029134510770747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-talk-about-life.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Ssyp9ByAN9I/AAAAAAAAATo/kdYAftTCE38/s72-c/flowessr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4226254650459750821</id><published>2009-09-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:56:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;KITE FLY HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SsNwqfieGAI/AAAAAAAAATg/7o2db2xWo0c/s1600-h/8116_143724694268_733519268_2475788_2782700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387273454588139522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SsNwqfieGAI/AAAAAAAAATg/7o2db2xWo0c/s320/8116_143724694268_733519268_2475788_2782700_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SsNwkW8nxgI/AAAAAAAAATY/UHTgZAFGyXI/s1600-h/8116_143724709268_733519268_2475790_4425718_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387273349202691586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SsNwkW8nxgI/AAAAAAAAATY/UHTgZAFGyXI/s320/8116_143724709268_733519268_2475790_4425718_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's awesome! We went to Marina Barrage then Esplanade! Kite flying, frisbee and Uno! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm badly sunburnt... but I'm happy! Next time have to bring sunblock whenever I go. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures at Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farming, milking on friday! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4226254650459750821?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4226254650459750821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4226254650459750821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4226254650459750821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4226254650459750821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/kite-fly-high-todays-awesome-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SsNwqfieGAI/AAAAAAAAATg/7o2db2xWo0c/s72-c/8116_143724694268_733519268_2475788_2782700_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-2040105854067164310</id><published>2009-09-29T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:57:28.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ICANTSLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, its 2.03am now. I have work tmr yet I just couldnt get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had mutton bryani. so full right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working at CWP today. Aye, I dont like the shop... but overall it was fine. There were so many families going shopping together. 1 family can fill up the whole shop. LOL. And there were many students... who dont even give a damn to your greetings. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want a pair of new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my favourite colleague left the shop. Now its me against the world. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to wednesday! Kite flying/picnic at Marina Barrage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2040105854067164310?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2040105854067164310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2040105854067164310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2040105854067164310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2040105854067164310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/icantsleep-goodness-its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7257639517840107709</id><published>2009-09-21T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:15:05.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked around Westmall with my parents just now and caught a few familiar faces. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 more working days to school reopen. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could get a better job... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work till end of October. The rest will be unwritten. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to buy pair of Vans and a black handbag before I start my saving master plan. =X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-7257639517840107709?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7257639517840107709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7257639517840107709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7257639517840107709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7257639517840107709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8363620091503047451</id><published>2009-09-19T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:42:54.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;HEAVY RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not working today. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;My results suck. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to do some serious soul searching and planning for the rest of my Poly life.&lt;br /&gt;And also to STOP SPENDING. I need to save and pay my insurance every month, at the same time have enough money for food, transport and miscellaneous. And also enough time to study and revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop working. &lt;em&gt;This sem's results kinda wake me up from my sleep..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8363620091503047451?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8363620091503047451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8363620091503047451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8363620091503047451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8363620091503047451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/heavy-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8101086030044237138</id><published>2009-09-13T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:36:22.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BAD MOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got lots of red dots on my cheeks! I think I got it from the Sentosa trip. =( I feel so ugly. What if they are here to stay? Oh my gosh. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dont look like sunburn... rather like hemorrhaging under the skin... isit petechiae?&lt;br /&gt;I got meningitis?! Is it Neisseria meningitidis? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spree stuff arriving soon. I'm totally disappointed about it. 2 was out of stock. Argh. 1 will be refund back to me, while another will have to wait 3-4 weeks more? =T I think I'm very impatient... I hope the quality and the size of those shirts are good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working tmr. I hope time pass fast tmr and a seat for my trip back home. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8101086030044237138?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8101086030044237138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8101086030044237138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8101086030044237138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8101086030044237138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7139225789422382696</id><published>2009-09-11T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:01:43.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;BABY IT'S RAINING AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, working tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday - went Bugis with Siyi, had some Thai food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday - went Sentosa with yf. yeah, and its drizzling. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go picnic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to wander around town and have nice tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to go eat Swensens ice-cream buffet with nana! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SqplcIu41lI/AAAAAAAAATA/xd4_cbVwtrk/s1600-h/11092009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380224238902367826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SqplcIu41lI/AAAAAAAAATA/xd4_cbVwtrk/s200/11092009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SqpliL9L9MI/AAAAAAAAATI/D07xNnHrMBU/s1600-h/11092009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380224342846862530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SqpliL9L9MI/AAAAAAAAATI/D07xNnHrMBU/s200/11092009(002).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, we kinda forget to take picture together. LOL.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sqpl-YB83sI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jq-YFBvnWr0/s1600-h/08092009(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/31691397-7139225789422382696?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7139225789422382696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7139225789422382696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7139225789422382696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7139225789422382696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-its-raining-again.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SqplcIu41lI/AAAAAAAAATA/xd4_cbVwtrk/s72-c/11092009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-2511103630396405759</id><published>2009-09-10T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:52:30.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;I'M FEELING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the second week of holidays. Time to have some fun besides work. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update here. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2511103630396405759?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2511103630396405759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2511103630396405759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2511103630396405759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2511103630396405759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-feeling-this.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4649727433698628525</id><published>2009-09-04T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:37:00.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;RED BEAN BUN ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I havent been doing any stuff lately. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its the time of the month, I'm broke again. I spent too much when I'm on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our exam results will be out on 18 Sept. This holiday seems so long... I can wait for it to be over. =l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to chiong my Dip Plus hmwk. Ja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4649727433698628525?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4649727433698628525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4649727433698628525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4649727433698628525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4649727433698628525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/09/red-bean-bun-i-feel-like-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4052639631856427572</id><published>2009-08-29T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:39:15.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;OFFICIALLY OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams ended at 4pm today. I dont feel happy though, cause I flunked MMB. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After like 3254487 hours...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so accomplished now, heh. I packed my whole room, wipe all the dust and keep all my notes away from me. =D I finally throw away my O level stuff. Haha. My room looks so spacious and clean now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, finally going out tmr to have some fresh air. Going back to fhss. haha. And looking for something to spend on. I'm losing cash and time. Holiday isnt that fun for me. Dip Plus and work. Oh well, one cant live without money, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4052639631856427572?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4052639631856427572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4052639631856427572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4052639631856427572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4052639631856427572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/08/officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6453923166094182675</id><published>2009-08-13T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:27:13.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;A HECTIC WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I flunged CCTA term test and pract test. God bless me, I dont want to repeat this module. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tests in 3 days, roughly 4 hours and worth around 50% in total?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M CRAZY for not studying well for all these. Now I can only pray hard that those crap I've written is relevant. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not the end yet. I still have to complete 10 assignments, 2 sets of revision qns and a past year paper by monday in order to pass my dip plus. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?? Now everything piles up on me, I cant breathe! X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have fun! My life is so boring! My everyday routine = school, home and work. What should I do? I feel pretty desperate for a change this time... cause I kinda lost most of my connections to people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No words can describe how I'm feeling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6453923166094182675?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6453923166094182675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6453923166094182675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6453923166094182675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6453923166094182675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/08/hectic-week.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-428247687849374732</id><published>2009-08-02T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:42:07.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;MEMORY - SUGARCULT ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SnR4PUx0kTI/AAAAAAAAASs/heYDoLgUzqA/s1600-h/16-07-06_1733.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SnR9ucQm_tI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oQatnc5dRK4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365051292918415058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SnR9ucQm_tI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oQatnc5dRK4/s200/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may never start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost your sense of fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings insincere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get back, back, back to where we lasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like I imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could never feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get back, back, back to the disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's beating faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding on to feel the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may never start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tear us apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be your enemy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losing half a year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for you here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be your anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get back, back, back to where we lasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like I imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could never feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get back, back, back to the disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's beating faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding on to feel the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may never start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tearing out my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be your memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost your sense of fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'd be your memory)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings disappeared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get back, back, back to where we lasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like I imagine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could never feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So get back, back, back to the disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart's beating faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding on to feel the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may never start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'd be your memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost your sense of fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings insincere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I be your memory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/31691397-428247687849374732?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/428247687849374732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=428247687849374732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/428247687849374732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/428247687849374732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/08/memory-sugarcult-this-may-never-start.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SnR9ucQm_tI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oQatnc5dRK4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7765278395394743580</id><published>2009-07-30T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:32:54.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;IDONTKNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there are somedays that you worry about a lot of things thats unnecessary. And unfortunately, today is &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; somedays. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was thinking about the whole FYP and Attachment thing cause Dr Zaman was talking about that in the morning. Then it went on to money issues cause the OIAP is damn expensive. And now, its my dressing crisis. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt decide whats my style. Weird right. My clothes are so random. LOL. I got a piece of everything in my wardrobe. Sometimes it feels weird wearing them cause not every piece suits me. Sigh. And then the weight problem comes in. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing. I feel kinda weird these days. Haha. Dont ask me why, its just the feeling. I dont feel grown up at all but I'm going to be 18 soon! Its... nothing to be so excited about though. LOL. I still feel like a kid after O levels. Being bombarded by attachment, FYP stuff really make my head big. HOW? THERES SO MANY THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to organise the compartments of my brain and have a good rest. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I owe Nana chocolate. =D&lt;br /&gt;Working tmr, I hope it passes by smoothly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-7765278395394743580?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7765278395394743580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7765278395394743580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7765278395394743580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7765278395394743580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/idontknow.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3513136593690532836</id><published>2009-07-27T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:02:40.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ELAINE'S AN IDIOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I finally came to realise it? He treats everyone the same. NOT ONLY ME. How stupid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working at WCP ytd. I think its alright? I like the feeling of a new mall and the Cold Storage was sooo neat and wow! I feel like shopping for groceries like those mums with their kids. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I think the Nike Factory Outlet store has some good stuff too. I remember I threw away my Nike after the FOC camp because of the raw egg and soy sauce. It finally hurts now. Ouch. =T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe I couldnt get a movie date with someone, its fine by me now!&lt;br /&gt;Im going to watch Public Enemies on Tuesday! I also want to watch Alice in Wonderland! I CANT WAIT! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day of work will be 30 July. Until after exams I'll be back. heh. Have to ask my colleagues not to miss me now. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's my brother's birthday! YAY!~ Im going to buy a cake and stuff myself. He doesnt want a cake. Oh well. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so shameless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3513136593690532836?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3513136593690532836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3513136593690532836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3513136593690532836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3513136593690532836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/elaines-idiot-okay-maybe-i-finally-came.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1083394333854427164</id><published>2009-07-21T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:48:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;edsgtghyjyttytyhyfvd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to write for this entry. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I was me, the way I was back at secondary school. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My label: The emo-tional&amp;amp;unsocia-ble girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1083394333854427164?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1083394333854427164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1083394333854427164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1083394333854427164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1083394333854427164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/edsgtghyjyttytyhyfvd-i-dont-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1656402015546750353</id><published>2009-07-19T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:50:30.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SmIZNc5zomI/AAAAAAAAASk/fruYxVp7W00/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;LOVEMEDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SmIZAnzXBfI/AAAAAAAAASc/HSiMllQuAOw/s1600-h/IMG_1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359874004999407090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SmIZAnzXBfI/AAAAAAAAASc/HSiMllQuAOw/s320/IMG_1254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sunday morning! I'm rarely awake at 2am. I cant sleep. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to AMK Hub just now. Whoa, it was very crowded! Haha, but I got my cheap toiletries. =) I bought a black top and a handbag! Happy! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go cinema for movies! Yeah, got a bit tired of watching movies alone from my laptop. =( I wish I was a little busy and not so free. Have to spend my time somewhere else, to make my day more fruitful now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm looking for the Lee Cooper ladies The Beatles tees! I cant seem to find them =( I should have bought it the last time when I was at BHG. They are all gone now. =( so sad! I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally in love with Elvis and Beatles. Ahhh... &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know somewhere out there, someone will know how to appreciate me. Your words dont affect me anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1656402015546750353?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1656402015546750353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1656402015546750353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1656402015546750353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1656402015546750353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovemedo-its-sunday-morning-im-rarely.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SmIZAnzXBfI/AAAAAAAAASc/HSiMllQuAOw/s72-c/IMG_1254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3524662845540159809</id><published>2009-07-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:36:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;I FEEL UGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its those words from her mouth that cut deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been told about this. No one has ever said these kind of stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was the best of me, but it turns out to be the scariest, weirdest part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hide in the corner of my room, like forever? Haha.&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/31691397-3524662845540159809?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3524662845540159809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3524662845540159809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3524662845540159809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3524662845540159809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-ugly.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-403486218120031484</id><published>2009-07-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:10:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WORK AT WCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seems to be a very funny day. Haha. I love our IMMUNO game. =D We were quite tired from all our chores but it was real fantastic, playing the game at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work straight after pract. Hmmm... I think I'm kinda stupid &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. I couldnt find the shop! And I'm super nervous? LOL. Cause it was my first time there, feels like a new stuff. Heh heh. And the worst part of the day was going home. I took 189 BUT in the wrong direction. OMG. I should have went off with Amanda, my colleague. BOO. Yeah, and I reached home at 11pm though we closed at 9.30+pm. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so light-headed now. Am I falling sick? Haha, I guess this is a happy disease? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope yf finds a good tuition job. =)&lt;br /&gt;And next time we go eat dessert together! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, finish printing IMMUNO notes. Tmr will be another long but fun day. =D People are going to play our game! I cant wait to see them play. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-403486218120031484?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/403486218120031484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=403486218120031484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/403486218120031484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/403486218120031484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/work-at-wcp.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4787101249273416416</id><published>2009-07-12T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:48:05.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;IMMUNO GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly got all crazy about the game and made some stuff for it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlwE0ZCKI/AAAAAAAAASU/H4eVi2di79U/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357565845823883426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlwE0ZCKI/AAAAAAAAASU/H4eVi2di79U/s320/DSC01476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a box for all the qn cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlaNusP8I/AAAAAAAAASM/JmOyy-D_awg/s1600-h/DSC01474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357565470258773954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlaNusP8I/AAAAAAAAASM/JmOyy-D_awg/s320/DSC01474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front of the instruction board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlIV2YRvI/AAAAAAAAASE/gJt5-mITkII/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357565163200857842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlIV2YRvI/AAAAAAAAASE/gJt5-mITkII/s320/DSC01473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back of the instruction card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be a very long day now. Project+school+work. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Slnkc3oq8tI/AAAAAAAAAR8/gaVUUn9sS78/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31691397-4787101249273416416?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4787101249273416416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4787101249273416416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4787101249273416416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4787101249273416416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/immuno-game-i-suddenly-got-all-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SlnlwE0ZCKI/AAAAAAAAASU/H4eVi2di79U/s72-c/DSC01476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1975604574506020457</id><published>2009-07-06T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:59:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;JUST A QUICKIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, have to rush immuno project. and theres DBG PBL ppt. and I still havent do my Dip Plus hmwk! OM-frigging-G. =( I'm so dead again, for leaving everything to the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we have enough time to complete. All thanks to CCTA. Argh. Why is the teacher coming  back tmr? He should be quarantine! =( We are going to get H1N1. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH, MY DIP PLUS ASSIGNENT! and I'm skipping Dip Plus tmr. LOL! What am I thinking! I already dont know how to do my assignments. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm digging my own grave. xS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1975604574506020457?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1975604574506020457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1975604574506020457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1975604574506020457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1975604574506020457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-quickie-omg-have-to-rush-immuno.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6288142223792444848</id><published>2009-07-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:37:14.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;NO SCHOOL TMR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! but I'm working tmr. zz. Oh well, the money is my motivation. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's real boring. I cant keep myself awake during lectures. =( I keep dozing off. And I think the Black Knight gave up and released us early today. LOL. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick lately, I got terrible stomachache. =( and having diarrhea. OMG. but I cant stop eating. LOL. now I feel a bit constipated. Haha. Guess the shit doesnt feel like coming out now. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for today, I go watch some movies. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6288142223792444848?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6288142223792444848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6288142223792444848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6288142223792444848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6288142223792444848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-school-tmr-yay-but-im-working-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3758649738129335134</id><published>2009-06-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:14:34.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;SCHOOL'S COMING.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh god. I STILL havent start on Dip Plus assignments. and theres CCTA prac 6. I dont want to do them. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out to buy shoes today~ bought a pair of Crocs and a pair of cheap shoes. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda like going bugis because of the cheap clothes but at the same time I hate it because I always end up buying things I dont look good in. =( Most of the clothes there cannot be tried on. Argh. As a result, I bought a dress and a long tee for 10 each, but I look awful in them. HOW? =( 20 dollars...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I think I'm kinda mentally ready for school. LOL. I miss my friends. =D though not a lot, but I MISS YOU GUYS TERRIBLY! Where has our outing go? haha. maybe the next sem break? I hope so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to working part time now. Ja!&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/31691397-3758649738129335134?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3758649738129335134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3758649738129335134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3758649738129335134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3758649738129335134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/schools-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1153416477293038224</id><published>2009-06-22T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:37:40.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&gt;I'M BACK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sj-W8y60UyI/AAAAAAAAAR0/UkhHPHEfUts/s200/22062009(003).jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350160853544227618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sj-V8h2curI/AAAAAAAAARk/5HlTa3N701A/s1600-h/22062009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I've straightened my hair. I'M OFFICIALLY STRAIGHT HAIR AGAIN! no more "you look matured" kind of comments. &gt;:D I'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its going to be all work and no play now, gotta do Dip Plus assignments and editing photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1153416477293038224?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1153416477293038224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1153416477293038224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1153416477293038224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1153416477293038224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back-d-im-loving-it-its-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sj-W8y60UyI/AAAAAAAAAR0/UkhHPHEfUts/s72-c/22062009(003).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6755574484480985442</id><published>2009-06-22T05:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T05:52:48.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new start for me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6755574484480985442?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6755574484480985442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6755574484480985442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6755574484480985442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6755574484480985442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/change.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5695445941893219024</id><published>2009-06-22T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:21:13.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like vomitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green-eyed monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yuh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5695445941893219024?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-334435341955439622</id><published>2009-06-20T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:32:38.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so obsessed with buying clothes and make-ups now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A change in interest maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-334435341955439622?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/334435341955439622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=334435341955439622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, posting after work again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling a bit down after tuesday. I saw big fat bird with a girl and they were holding hands. Haha. What a blissful picture. I always know I dont stand a chance. Oh well, I hope they last long. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'm quite affected by it though I did not retaliate. It did its magic and made today damn boring. I'm always stuck at Eastpak. Guess my performance was always not up to standard thats why the managers dump me there. I have no one to talk to, nothing to do at all. All I did was stare at the people walking past the shop or greet people who entered with only the intention of trespassing. Oh gosh. I cant take it anymore, especially today. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think people gets sick and tired of my posts, let alone myself. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something to lighten up the atmosphere here. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures! Happy belated birthday to Gp! Good luck for your A levels too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkZ0I1ny_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/tI3nXB29U74/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348334415995456498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkZ0I1ny_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/tI3nXB29U74/s320/DSC01310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, yf, sy, gp, wr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkZ-TrQyxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/m8P9MGfx06w/s1600-h/DSC01314.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjmgV-E8BTI/AAAAAAAAARU/nhIG9RyJ__0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348482331780580658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjmgV-E8BTI/AAAAAAAAARU/nhIG9RyJ__0/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this picture. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkakVTqv9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/D-bSyNo7CZ4/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348335243976425426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkakVTqv9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/D-bSyNo7CZ4/s320/DSC01332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjmgzWyGUjI/AAAAAAAAARc/B6ucAMM6Odo/s1600-h/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348482836628656690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjmgzWyGUjI/AAAAAAAAARc/B6ucAMM6Odo/s320/DSC01335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkbguuI9xI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HRhwI7_le1E/s1600-h/DSC01319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348336281590494994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkbguuI9xI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HRhwI7_le1E/s320/DSC01319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, 2 ninjas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sjkbr7ewGcI/AAAAAAAAARE/anGCl-pWhPU/s1600-h/DSC01345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348336473994172866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sjkbr7ewGcI/AAAAAAAAARE/anGCl-pWhPU/s320/DSC01345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkcAk8WslI/AAAAAAAAARM/jZUTZ1Fbfj8/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348336828721574482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkcAk8WslI/AAAAAAAAARM/jZUTZ1Fbfj8/s320/DSC01333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a picture with 2 person and more than 2 pairs of hands. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkbUyLLrfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SdqFp4r96QA/s1600-h/DSC01353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348336076359183858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkbUyLLrfI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SdqFp4r96QA/s320/DSC01353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yf's ez link card. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2004870166915560495?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2004870166915560495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2004870166915560495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2004870166915560495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2004870166915560495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/rock-bottom-now.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjkZ0I1ny_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/tI3nXB29U74/s72-c/DSC01310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8659177197886553750</id><published>2009-06-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:47:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;IT'S RAINING HARD ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray, just got home from work. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of complaining about work. Haha. Today's quite boring. When is S.Fang coming back? =( I still prefer buying stuff to selling stuff. Haha. I can give the poor salesperson black black face. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to chiong my jap jap drama but in the end I was attracted to english movies. =D I watched X Men Origin: Wolverine and 17 Again. Like finally huh. I think both are awesome. I still have a list of 15 movies to watch. Oh my, I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to waste my make-ups so that I can buy new ones! Its GSS now! make-ups super cheap! Haha. Hope I can change my whole kit. OMG, I'm double excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes burn. Time for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna let you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if i gotta fake it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjPSZYA2ncI/AAAAAAAAAQM/axyXf1uuZwI/s1600-h/CIMG7272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346848516003503554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjPSZYA2ncI/AAAAAAAAAQM/axyXf1uuZwI/s320/CIMG7272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the beach, I miss the fun and I miss you guys. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8659177197886553750?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8659177197886553750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8659177197886553750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8659177197886553750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8659177197886553750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-raining-hard-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjPSZYA2ncI/AAAAAAAAAQM/axyXf1uuZwI/s72-c/CIMG7272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4150212998714552477</id><published>2009-06-12T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:41:24.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Letter by Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meet me there at midnight,&lt;br /&gt;same place we always go,&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely sure he doesn't know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words jump off the letter&lt;br /&gt;That i found behind our bed&lt;br /&gt;Haunting me they echo in my head&lt;br /&gt;In my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late to try and work it out&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to turn this thing around&lt;br /&gt;It's all, there in the letter that I've found&lt;br /&gt;I've memorized it line for line&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that letter isn't mine, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When can i next see you?&lt;br /&gt;I've been counting the days&lt;br /&gt;I promise you our secret will be safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I just can't continue&lt;br /&gt;Reading through my tears&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of the letter is so clear&lt;br /&gt;So clear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late to try and work it out&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to turn this thing around&lt;br /&gt;Its all, there in the letter that I've found&lt;br /&gt;I memorized it line by line&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that letter isn't mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted me to find it&lt;br /&gt;Never tried to hide it&lt;br /&gt;Running never fades&lt;br /&gt;Those words are here to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find this letter&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing you today&lt;br /&gt;These will be the last words that I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late to try and work it out&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to turn this thing around&lt;br /&gt;Its all, here in this letter that you've found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late to try and work it out&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to turn this thing around&lt;br /&gt;Its all, here in this letter that you've found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So memorized it line for line&lt;br /&gt;I won't be there to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4150212998714552477?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4150212998714552477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4150212998714552477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4150212998714552477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4150212998714552477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-by-hoobastank-meet-me-there-at.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3922691649217882058</id><published>2009-06-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:46:16.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;I'M SAVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its officially holiday since 2.30pm 11 June. =D EXAM'S OVER! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weather is terrible, so warm. What happened to Mother Earth? =( Due to the extreme weather, people went insane. And, being the only sane one, I managed to capture lunatics unleashed! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjETOImz_YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hhC__SxZyD4/s1600-h/11062009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075366214860162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjETOImz_YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hhC__SxZyD4/s320/11062009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X using an umbrella... shelter against sun? or weapon? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjES7j-C9WI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TuP53yIouB4/s1600-h/11062009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075047142552930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjES7j-C9WI/AAAAAAAAAPs/TuP53yIouB4/s320/11062009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH! weapon! X attacked XX.&lt;br /&gt;XXX tried to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjETD5qInhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/P-fL6df40nc/s1600-h/11062009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346075190403571218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjETD5qInhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/P-fL6df40nc/s320/11062009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X lost her umbrella to XX.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gosh. X approached XXX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(names are changed to protect individuals. LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lost it to insanity. Poor thing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, watched 27 Dresses today in school library. Pretty good movie. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting my dear friends tmr! Mac breakfast near FHSS, early in the morning sure brings back lots of memories. Haha. Where am I going after breakfast? Dont know. I have to go Heeren to collect key for work. Im spending my holidays working again. I need money. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats about it, people please tag before you leave leh. You think I dont know you stopped by? Better tag I tell you! I'M WATCHING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. sounds scary right. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go chiong my jap jap drama! BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3922691649217882058?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3922691649217882058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3922691649217882058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3922691649217882058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3922691649217882058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-saved-its-officially-holiday-since-2.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SjETOImz_YI/AAAAAAAAAP8/hhC__SxZyD4/s72-c/11062009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1537062621418021136</id><published>2009-06-04T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:03:41.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;2 more papers to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I flunked CCTA and MMB. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out and play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do a lot of things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams faster come and go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr will be just another day. Argh, I thought of skipping Dip Plus... but Elisa said we have already skipped 2 times in a row so... haha. Feel sorry for Dr Koh. =X Before that we have to collect money for the French Club BBQ. I feel like eating Subway tmr. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if I'm paranoid or what, but half a semester is gone with just a blink of an eye! Why?! I feel so old. With my hair, I feel double-old. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel like sleeping. I want to chit chat with people until I fall alseep. Haha. WAKE UP PEOPLE!! ENTERTAIN ME!! HAHA. I'm going crazy. I've realised I might be developing  mentally-challenged symptoms. =X I keep  laughing out loud all of a sudden! And an auntie caught me today, I bet she thinks I'm too stressed up. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed over nothing to stress about. understand? I'm worried that I've nothing to worry about.  understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH, someone send me to the mental hospital please. =D&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/31691397-1537062621418021136?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1537062621418021136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1537062621418021136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1537062621418021136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1537062621418021136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-more-papers-to-go-i-think-i-flunked.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6794749211631137906</id><published>2009-05-25T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:22:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;TIME FLIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from work, very exhausted. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded about my primary school time today. It was kinda sad? Haha, but its the past now. =) Although the new elaine still sucks, =X I think I've improved a lot. Thanks to the teachers who looked down on me. Thanks to the friends that judged me. You guys made who I am today. =) Thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a born-anti-social kinda person. So I really dont expect to be well-liked by people and of course have lots of friends. So be it! Everyone dies one day. Nobody knows whose going next. So why worry so much? If all else fails, just end everything. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post sounds kinda wrong. Oh well, look on the bright side of life, elaine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6794749211631137906?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6794749211631137906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6794749211631137906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6794749211631137906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6794749211631137906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7074955961373693843</id><published>2009-05-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:00:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;SOMETHING I REALLY DONT UNDERSTAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally feeling a little free for my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been analysing what those people are trying to say lately, I dont know why we sound like monsters from hell... Haha. Honestly, school days are short. We should enjoy ourselves and cherish all the time that is left before we hit the society. =) I never felt so enlightened before. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE IS FOR THIS SEM! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's presentation was a blur actually. I was the second to present. So the rest of the time, I was trying to keep myself awake. =X But I have to agree the peeps in my IS class have very nice slides and videos to show. Though I dont really know them. LOL. They seems to be pretty capable people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went around with Nadiah to look for train tracks. Haha. We ended up at MayFair Park, playing with swings and kids playground. After that, went to have mac and back to school for French movie screening. We didnt get to finish the movie. zz. It got stuck half-way thru and the subtitles were tarded. LOL. super-lagging I mean. We ended up with games AGAIN. Argh, I have no idea why the French Club people like to play games sooooo much... especially those with fore-feet. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling fat again. =( HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 practicals tmr. I cant say anything, this is just how my life is. Face it!&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/31691397-7074955961373693843?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7074955961373693843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7074955961373693843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7074955961373693843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7074955961373693843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-i-really-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3338869120068837748</id><published>2009-05-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:20:03.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;Just a quickie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do!&lt;br /&gt;There's WIKIS, MMB project, DBG Pedigree, CCTA Practs. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elaine is so dead for leaving everything to the very last moment. God save me! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3338869120068837748?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3338869120068837748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3338869120068837748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3338869120068837748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3338869120068837748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-quickie.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4401878592335479147</id><published>2009-05-11T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:46:23.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;HOLIDAY TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! went out today, I feel super tired now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, met up with jas and wr for lunch. Its been a real long time since I see jas! =) After that went to Heeren with wr to return keys. I always forget to return. LOL. btw wr followed me for a cause. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, meet up with yf to shop at bugis. I bought a skirt. Nothing much there. Iluma is so empty! It feels like a ghost-town mall. LOL. talk talk talk a lot and took some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want mass outing! Haha. Bugis kinda of reminds me of our secondary school days... when we go shopping during school holiday, like today! argh.... flooded with memories now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGK2ovIEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QgfXKbSlm5Q/s1600-h/11052009(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590910899363906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGK2ovIEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QgfXKbSlm5Q/s320/11052009(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghF-H8tOwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EOVMDBlty4/s1600-h/11052009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334590692208229122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghF-H8tOwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5EOVMDBlty4/s320/11052009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGW4rC_sI/AAAAAAAAAPU/p7q46z9Cesg/s1600-h/11052009(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591117604355778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGW4rC_sI/AAAAAAAAAPU/p7q46z9Cesg/s320/11052009(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGnNWXmvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CDzk4k2YTIY/s1600-h/11052009(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591398032677618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGnNWXmvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/CDzk4k2YTIY/s320/11052009(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGgEFoTAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/y-DI85v5kzQ/s1600-h/11052009(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591275287464962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGgEFoTAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/y-DI85v5kzQ/s320/11052009(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGRuU_0ZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UZH_qB9IHl0/s1600-h/11052009(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334591028928172434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGRuU_0ZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UZH_qB9IHl0/s320/11052009(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, forgot to take picture with jas. T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4401878592335479147?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4401878592335479147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4401878592335479147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4401878592335479147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4401878592335479147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-today-whoa-went-out-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SghGK2ovIEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QgfXKbSlm5Q/s72-c/11052009(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5103037688361910646</id><published>2009-05-11T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:01:00.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something by Escape the Fate (Craig Mabbitt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you're running, it's hard to see clearly&lt;br /&gt;When I make you angry, you're stuck in the past&lt;br /&gt;And now you're screaming, so can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;I've treated you badly, but I am still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, why I'm still waiting&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm shaking, that's how you make me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I question why I'm still here&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you met someone&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;(something to somebody else)&lt;br /&gt;(something to somebody else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at me through clouded eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I know you see through my lies&lt;br /&gt;See the sky, see the stars;&lt;br /&gt;All of this could be ours&lt;br /&gt;Out of sight, out of mind,&lt;br /&gt;We've been through this a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;Turn your back and then you make me feel so crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you met someone&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I would wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would wait (I would wait)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I would wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you met someone&lt;br /&gt;And now you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the one that should mean something&lt;br /&gt;But still you wish that you meant something to somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Something to somebody else, something to somebody else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5103037688361910646?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/5103037688361910646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=5103037688361910646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5103037688361910646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5103037688361910646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-by-escape-fate-craig-mabbitt.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-896868901727105425</id><published>2009-05-08T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:47:37.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;The lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres many things I want to do, many things I want to say and many things I want to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just as boring as usual. Haha. DBG pract is quite short actually. Spent the whole morning looking at disgusting fruitflies under the microscope. I swear they look threatening under the microscope. They are so big! MMB pract is so tedious. LOL. And something absolutely stupid happened today. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the wrong lab, waiting for MMB pract to start. I called people and no one picks up. And I still thought class might have been cancelled without our notice. HA-HA. I feel so stupid of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a fashion exhibition at the National Museum tmr. Hmmm, I feel like going out after that... but no one's free yet again. Argh. and Im fumbling about what to wear. I dont want to look like a mistake... though I always do. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO RUN AWAY FROM EVERYTHING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-896868901727105425?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/896868901727105425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=896868901727105425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/896868901727105425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/896868901727105425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3156691292358628573</id><published>2009-05-06T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:28:04.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ease the tightness in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always happens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3156691292358628573?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3156691292358628573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3156691292358628573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3156691292358628573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3156691292358628573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/05/zzz-i-want-to-scream-out-loud.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-2075033918139959960</id><published>2009-04-25T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:35:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;DINNER AT VIVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today totally sucks but let me start from ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright until MMB practical. I have NEVER been to a lab so poorly equipped with. EVERYTHING is running out and 4 people share a set of dyes, DI water and ethanol. WTF. I felt soooo impatient thru out the whole practical. I just want to tear out my skin and feel the pain to ease the pressure building up in me. argh. This made ytd suck too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! After practical, yf and I went to meet wr. =) It was her birthday on 23apr. Everyone was so busy lately, so its like our only free time to get together. Actually we are going to watch 17 Again but no more good seats so we ended up in Secret Recipe, stuffing our face with food. Haha. It was fun talking about old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMb9KFvZmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mSlGIVowSwk/s1600-h/24042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328633521603831394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMb9KFvZmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mSlGIVowSwk/s320/24042009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best picture of the day by me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcDqbteAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EG3mI0fHmpQ/s1600-h/24042009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328633633365129218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcDqbteAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/EG3mI0fHmpQ/s320/24042009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice shot too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcKBYfigI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fzHDqfgJ4-I/s1600-h/24042009(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328633742604864002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcKBYfigI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fzHDqfgJ4-I/s320/24042009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candied shot, heart shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcQX4fppI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Go2AQXfgOw8/s1600-h/24042009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328633851723884178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcQX4fppI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Go2AQXfgOw8/s320/24042009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice shot right! yf you look so girlie! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcfaH2BWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/SkSVN-WtxK0/s1600-h/24042009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328634110023173474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcfaH2BWI/AAAAAAAAAO0/SkSVN-WtxK0/s320/24042009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is my failed attempt of yf's girlie look. LOL. damn old la~ xC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcXKdrnYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wdBupxJKTTw/s1600-h/24042009(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328633968380845442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMcXKdrnYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wdBupxJKTTw/s320/24042009(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wr drinking her not-so-hot-and-not-so-cold water. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to AMK hub to pack stocks today. zz. I thought it &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; be fun since I'm with my colleagues but it really sucks. I kinda see my colleague's true self. She grumbles real lot and gave me black face. I dont owe you anything okay, I'm a victim too. zz. Worst of all, I'm going to work with her again tmr at Heeren. Argh. Shes kinda pissed off that I am opening shop tmr. Why? Because I'm just a frigging part timer while shes a true blue full timer. Gee. Some good things to be feeling unbalanced about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left at 5pm, feeling so pissed as well. LOL. I bought lots of chocolates and munched away angrily. Then went around looking for a nice scheduler. Unfortunately, I still cant find one. Now using a pink book which is actually my birthday gift from yf like 3 years ago? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lesson learnt today: &lt;em&gt;Never judge a book by its cover&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2075033918139959960?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2075033918139959960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2075033918139959960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2075033918139959960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2075033918139959960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/dinner-at-vivo-okay-today-totally-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SfMb9KFvZmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mSlGIVowSwk/s72-c/24042009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6751424329146738412</id><published>2009-04-22T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:18:40.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;I SURVIVED SCHOOL! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, the third day of school. Not totally awesome, but I passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aye, I was scolded by CCTA lecturer for wasting &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; media. zz. Oh, come on! I didn't do it on purpose. Argh, totally brought my mood down to zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly have the urge to do a tribute to all my friends. LOL. This new semester makes me realise many things that I've taken for granted. First, it will be the people around me. Thanks for being around me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to my closest friends. Thanks for not giving up on me! Haha. Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8Hzk9qsYI/AAAAAAAAANg/L2639ZZ24dU/s1600-h/DSC02247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327485466879635842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8Hzk9qsYI/AAAAAAAAANg/L2639ZZ24dU/s320/DSC02247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8IY6doOnI/AAAAAAAAANo/Gmwe75dqCRw/s1600-h/SDC11584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327486108305996402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8IY6doOnI/AAAAAAAAANo/Gmwe75dqCRw/s320/SDC11584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8I5Pfn8zI/AAAAAAAAANw/jm-_MATJNaE/s1600-h/us2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327486663707325234" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8I5Pfn8zI/AAAAAAAAANw/jm-_MATJNaE/s320/us2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8JgFFkLMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JEI2689IOmc/s1600-h/CIMG7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327487330928569538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8JgFFkLMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/JEI2689IOmc/s320/CIMG7116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8K2dUEeJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vZXDTxR6REc/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327488814900607122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8K2dUEeJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/vZXDTxR6REc/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;eh, okay I think I look weird last time. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh... I wish I could spend more time with everyone. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I might be cold or expressless sometimes, but deep down I really cherish this fate thing that brought us together.&lt;/em&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/31691397-6751424329146738412?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6751424329146738412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6751424329146738412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6751424329146738412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6751424329146738412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-survived-school-okay-third-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Se8Hzk9qsYI/AAAAAAAAANg/L2639ZZ24dU/s72-c/DSC02247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-3933475828820578376</id><published>2009-04-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:56:24.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;SCHOOL'S COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I'm so not looking forward to it now. zz. JUST finish my Dip Plus assignment. LOL. 10% worth of marks but I kinda rushed thru, I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dip Plus exam on tuesday after school! 4-6pm. argh! WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma going to have a GOOD rest tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, school starts at 11 or 12 on monday. YAY! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-3933475828820578376?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/3933475828820578376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=3933475828820578376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3933475828820578376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/3933475828820578376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/schools-coming-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-6863394340891771461</id><published>2009-04-13T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:01:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;Its raining all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm here for the third time of today to announce that I'm officially broke. =( Don't ask me out for movie, lunch, dinner and of course shopping (arghhhh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent all of my last month's salary. Gee. &lt;em&gt;Money was never enough&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-6863394340891771461?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/6863394340891771461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=6863394340891771461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6863394340891771461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/6863394340891771461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-raining-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1346592311429000038</id><published>2009-04-13T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:55:45.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Ima Robot - Dynomite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a story for the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man&lt;br /&gt;He come a lot&lt;br /&gt;It’s in your hair&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;I’m not all right&lt;br /&gt;I’m not all right&lt;br /&gt;It’s in your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I want to wait for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old girl&lt;br /&gt;She plays tricks&lt;br /&gt;It takes my sex&lt;br /&gt;To get a fix&lt;br /&gt;She’s not all right&lt;br /&gt;She’s not all right&lt;br /&gt;She’s not all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I want to wait for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;No, I want to wait for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;To make my life so dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Turn this dark life into light&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Make my world so shiny bright&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me burning both ways&lt;br /&gt;Ima explode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old man&lt;br /&gt;He just died&lt;br /&gt;He blew his head with dynamite&lt;br /&gt;He’s not all right&lt;br /&gt;No, he’s not all right&lt;br /&gt;It’s dynamite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I want to wait for someone like you, you&lt;br /&gt;No, I want to wait for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;To make my life so dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Turn this dark life into light&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Make my world so shiny bright&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make my life so dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me burnin' both ways&lt;br /&gt;Got me burnin' all day&lt;br /&gt;Ima explode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO!&lt;br /&gt;No I want to wait for someone like you&lt;br /&gt;To make my life so dynamite&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Turn this dark life into light&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Make my world so shiny bright&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;You got me burnin' both ways&lt;br /&gt;Ima explode!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1346592311429000038?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1346592311429000038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1346592311429000038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1346592311429000038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1346592311429000038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/ima-robot-dynomite-heres-story-for-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-1730434915826976071</id><published>2009-04-13T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:36:38.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;So wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today is my offday again! =) A day I was very looking forward to, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I say I am very pissed off? I'm always the one planning for a meetup, and I'm sick of it, totally. Its like I am so desperate to see you guys. Yeah, I'm desperate. Lets just not meet okay? Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who say yes, and suddenly couldn't make it and totally ruin our plans? or came out with lame reason like "i don tink i wan watch tat show." We can always watch other movie, no? Please don't make me sound like a dictator, I'm not fucking one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be. At least I'm dinning out myself today. Thanks though, I get some fresh air and time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and deliver slippers to wr. Good luck for your test girl.&lt;br /&gt;And yf, see you back at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally not in a good mood today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-1730434915826976071?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/1730434915826976071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=1730434915826976071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1730434915826976071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/1730434915826976071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-7765201569699361845</id><published>2009-04-10T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:04:48.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&gt; A brand new me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my offday again! I feel much better today. =D Laze around at home in the morning and went to a salon after lunch. I have my hair done! My mum thinks I look like a Korean. LOL. My brother said I look old. &gt;=T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sd8nLUa_GQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/H38FSsLWdwA/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323016359989156098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sd8nLUa_GQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/H38FSsLWdwA/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-7765201569699361845?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/7765201569699361845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=7765201569699361845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7765201569699361845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/7765201569699361845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/brand-new-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sd8nLUa_GQI/AAAAAAAAANQ/H38FSsLWdwA/s72-c/DSC00455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-5576262995434395048</id><published>2009-04-06T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:05:52.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;My breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise how weak my body is, till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was actually my offday... but due to shortage of staff, I have to work half day. No movie today, postponed to next monday. I feel so tired and I wanted to shout at the passers-by for just being there wherever I were. Thats how bad my mood was. Purposely missed dinner and bought 2 big bags of chips. I want to stuff myself, make myself bloated and sleep till the next morning. Apparently thats only my wishful thinking cause Dad forced me to eat dinner when I got home. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet hurts. I can even see my veins pushing thru my pale skin, they look like they going explode. After dinner, I sat on my bed massaging my thighs, listening to some loud music, destressing. And almost like magic, I fell asleep waking up feeling better in my mind but my legs still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... maybe its monthly blues coming. Argh. I can hardly smile at work, my smiles are so fake and I cant frigging stand straight. My back feels sore. I got so many problem I feel like breaking down into tears. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, I keep stuffing myself with junk food. Its a strong craving... to satisfy my emptiness. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a sad post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-5576262995434395048?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/5576262995434395048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=5576262995434395048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5576262995434395048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/5576262995434395048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-breaking-point.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4044969031140497474</id><published>2009-04-02T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:44:24.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt; &lt;em&gt;I want to see you pop that body&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my offday! after 6 consecutive working day. woohoo! BUT theres school. LOL. I almost fell asleep during dip plus lesson. Rushed home to have lunch and enrol my IS module. I picked Safety at Work. Sounds ridiculous? I thought so but apparently it seems to be an easy course. Haha. I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After everything, tried to make some popcorns! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SdRq79rcpTI/AAAAAAAAANA/IG2y6kFJiZ4/s1600-h/a+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319994638233019698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SdRq79rcpTI/AAAAAAAAANA/IG2y6kFJiZ4/s320/a+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SdRrAb7tyZI/AAAAAAAAANI/6XCfErgpyRc/s1600-h/a+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319994715073792402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SdRrAb7tyZI/AAAAAAAAANI/6XCfErgpyRc/s320/a+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home-made popcorns glazed with honey! yum yum. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder whats for dinner tmr... Time just ticks away like nobody's business! Its almost 4 now. zz. and work again. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope the new guy is working okay. BUT i still dont fancy working with him. Anyway i will not get the chance. =D lucky me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel very FAT TODAY! must be the burgers. =X had a lot to eat ytd, mum got burgers, and dad cooked soup... I had a very heavy supper. That explains, why my tummy stands out bigger than my tits. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to have a bath now before dinner. and get ready for work tmr? zz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4044969031140497474?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4044969031140497474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4044969031140497474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4044969031140497474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4044969031140497474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-see-you-pop-that-body.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SdRq79rcpTI/AAAAAAAAANA/IG2y6kFJiZ4/s72-c/a+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-8638914526763421556</id><published>2009-04-01T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:05:53.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;It's history back again, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, work dont kinda suck now cause I'm back to my birthplace AMK! =D&lt;br /&gt;There's no managers to watch your back, less customers and frigging free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised gossip spread like wildfire even if you only tell a few people... My dear dear colleagues kinda told my managers about this guy who came for interview that I'm totally smitten by his cute looks, especially the way he smile... OMG so shy! HAHA. Today is his first day I think... OMG. PLEASE DONT LET ME WORK TOGETHER WITH HIM! Its going to be damn awkward. Thats a sad truth, I cant admire shy, cute guys. Argh. =/ AND something exactly like this happened a year ago. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to perm my hair! But my sadist Daddy dont allow it. grrrrr..... I'm still trying to put some sense into his head. &gt;=T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-8638914526763421556?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/8638914526763421556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=8638914526763421556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8638914526763421556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/8638914526763421556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-history-back-again-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-244239247088710885</id><published>2009-03-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:03:46.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;5-DAY WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, one more minute to tmr. Oh its tmr now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be my 5th day at work. I'm so tired! And my schedule keeps changing! @#$% one second I'm at Heeren, one minute I'm at CWP and the next hour I'm at AMK. grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working at CWP today. Kept complaining =X till my beloved colleague couldnt stand me. haha. I totally hate to work. =C but I WANT MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Detriot Metalcity! Please someone watch it with me? =C and I want to go mac-ing! I need company! argh. PLEASE SOMEONE????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to my payday! counting down now! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-244239247088710885?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/244239247088710885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=244239247088710885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/244239247088710885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/244239247088710885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-day-week.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-521380261537326241</id><published>2009-03-18T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:39:49.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WORK SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was actually too tired from work but I thought some pictures can beautify my wordy blog. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NaeEX7yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZomRukw0JMc/s1600-h/SDC10381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314191939952176930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NaeEX7yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZomRukw0JMc/s320/SDC10381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NuYlQHaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9NppEWzcZ8w/s1600-h/SDC10377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314192282076847522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NuYlQHaI/AAAAAAAAAMI/9NppEWzcZ8w/s320/SDC10377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NkdezbLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WeFAdcf_OCI/s1600-h/SDC10371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314192111593286834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NkdezbLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WeFAdcf_OCI/s320/SDC10371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314193415334562882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OwWS8jEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tdaxJnSniKo/s320/SDC10404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OmpMZnkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dW3BLpFf4VM/s1600-h/SDC10405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314193248608689730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OmpMZnkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dW3BLpFf4VM/s320/SDC10405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OQAlc_cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bCB1kZDEL_0/s1600-h/SDC10408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314192859750792642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OQAlc_cI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bCB1kZDEL_0/s320/SDC10408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OHZHuc2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5DUkkvB6Ng/s1600-h/SDC10407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314192711718171490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OHZHuc2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q5DUkkvB6Ng/s320/SDC10407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OZWXOCDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mY6mH1dbHCk/s1600-h/SDC10417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314193020215494706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_OZWXOCDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/mY6mH1dbHCk/s320/SDC10417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_N9mcbteI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_w0ApvWKqSw/s1600-h/SDC10384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314192543495992802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_N9mcbteI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_w0ApvWKqSw/s320/SDC10384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must believe in myself. Only when I can see and feel my beauty, then people can too.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if tmr will be another miserable day... so far working at AMK Hub wasnt that bad. All for the money! Please come come to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting from today, I'm going to bring a pair of comb everywhere I go. I'll comb wherever I go. I WANT MY HAIR TO GROW FAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;WISHES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To yf:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you get your good guy soon! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To wr:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck on that guy ar. so jealous of you. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To sy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be the first to get married! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja, my bed is calling me... &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/31691397-521380261537326241?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/521380261537326241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=521380261537326241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/521380261537326241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/521380261537326241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/03/work-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/Sb_NaeEX7yI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZomRukw0JMc/s72-c/SDC10381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-4158119882042123808</id><published>2009-03-16T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:01:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;LISTENING TO FRAMING HANLEY. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally my OFF day. No school, no work. BUT I'm meeting up with my besties! wr, yf &amp;amp; sy. Aye, its been a long time since our sleepover. Come over again end of this year okay? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so disconnected with the peeps at CHECK. I got a feeling they are taking the safest precaution when they are with me. Not much talking... and goddamn bored. Even the colleague that I missed so much... Shes better with the newcomers. I'm standing on ice. grr... 10 fucking days to to end my Mar assignment! and start Apr's, another 12 fucking days. I feel  so agitated, maybe I'm really not that good at getting to know people. I'm a fucking stuck-up bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of all the angst. I'm going to start reading Chem for awhile before I go Bugis to buy something for my colleague and dinner at Vivo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always miss the old times. Always have, always will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-4158119882042123808?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/4158119882042123808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=4158119882042123808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4158119882042123808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/4158119882042123808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/03/listening-to-framing-hanley.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31691397.post-2667094006037582760</id><published>2009-03-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:05:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;WORK IS DRIVING ME TO MY GRAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SbadwsOobvI/AAAAAAAAALw/MuhdNEX2y1k/s1600-h/CIMG6246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311606270361890546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SbadwsOobvI/AAAAAAAAALw/MuhdNEX2y1k/s320/CIMG6246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at CHECK is damn boring! but... I want teh money. xl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda out of place in the shop... almost like a new person there. And and and so many things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIYI!&lt;br /&gt;18 years old now, please grow up! Cx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent 300++ since the start of holidays. zz. I can feel my wallet's pain now... but I cannot stop! Theres still like A LOT of things that I want to buy!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like putting back extensions. =D waste money again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleeep now!! HOW?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31691397-2667094006037582760?l=untanglednow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/feeds/2667094006037582760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31691397&amp;postID=2667094006037582760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2667094006037582760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31691397/posts/default/2667094006037582760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untanglednow.blogspot.com/2009/03/work-is-driving-me-to-my-grave.html' title=''/><author><name>eniale's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13225108782182218695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v641/loserr_kidd/puppytalk.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nM5eVheV-BM/SbadwsOobvI/AAAAAAAAALw/MuhdNEX2y1k/s72-c/CIMG6246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
