<?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-855145825685705482</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:41:22.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Paradox-ed World we live in..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2823440326853418973</id><published>2008-06-17T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:51:26.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've shifted to livejournal after being put under pressure haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look me up at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imely.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://imely.livejournal.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup2! cheers! :))&lt;br /&gt;regine also shifted. lol!&lt;br /&gt;i may be still maintaining this blog so yeah. i'll keep you people updated. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2823440326853418973?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2823440326853418973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2823440326853418973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2823440326853418973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2823440326853418973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-shifted-to-livejournal-after-being.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4224310592220709688</id><published>2008-06-17T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:26:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>productive? i think so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well yesterday was mugging session with rinn at mccafe, downtown east. when i arrived, like it was packed with people i assume to be MJC-ians. like sheesh, go and mug elsewhere already. like school?? leave the public places to the other peoples already. so we decided to go walk around for abit to calm ourselves down from the fact that everyone else is mugging in mccafe. so yeah. we walked to cheers only to walk back in the opposite direction to ntuc only to walk back to get lunch from mac's like really wasting time.! hah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so we ate lunch, bitched and ranted about god knows what! jinx, you owe me a soda! hah. in sync. lol. so cool.haha. yup. well i already gave her her soda in the form of a double cheeseburger where i had the honour of watching her eat and swallow the sour pickle that's found in the burger! whee~ haha. people watching and more. but hey, we still did work! i did half about 10 questions? she did graphing techniques. lol. so yeah. yup2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then we didnt wanna do work already since it was like 9 plus, so then she got SUPER hyper. coz we were talking about what if the world was only left with 2 people. hah. francis as king of the world and me. lol. baby ellys and baby francis-es freaky! lol. baby elly no1 wants baby elly no29. haha. ask daddy to come back! hahaha. like DAMN hilarious!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i swear study sessions with rinn totally rock. not that study sessions arent as fun. heh. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4224310592220709688?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4224310592220709688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4224310592220709688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4224310592220709688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4224310592220709688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/productive-i-think-so.html' title='productive? i think so.'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-9167090434086331157</id><published>2008-06-16T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:41:39.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting neighbours. stupid much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its 11.30am and my 3rd floor neighbours are fighting. like wtf! so bloody vulgar. guess what its about? coz the opposite house went to pour water out his house and the water like flowed to the front of her house or smth. like oh come on. its just water. not like he poured some kind of disease at her door. shit man. so petty. and she's like still at it. its been going on for about 15 mins? haha. its short but irritating. like omg. ITS JUST WATER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is the first time my neighbours fought. last time it was my family and the 3rd floor neighbour just below us. that was because his family just shifted in and there was this maid who was like throwing stuff out the window. like baby diapers and curry, stuff like that. like gross much! yeah so the 3rd floor neighbour thought it was my family who threw stuff down. like hello, our kitchen window had stains of the crap the 7th or smth floor maid threw out the window. when he saw that it wasnt us, he damn paisey after that. haha. serves you right. get some bloody evidence before you come charging at someone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodness gracious they're still at. she rather. why's she being such a bitch?? she's using words like 'siao char bor' and 'chi bai' etc. i have no idea how to spell them so, pardon me if i mispelt them. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oooh~ it's quiet now. yay! i think its temporarily over. haha. i bet if this guy makes anymore wrong moves, she's gonna kill him or smth. haha. like its just water now and she's sreaming and shouting at him at the top of her lungs as if he threw a flower pot at her face. haha. imagine. if he obstructed her house with smth else? sheesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i mean i know the anger level of s'poreans are going lower so they're more irritable. but to stoop down to such a level, sheesh. there's really a problem at hand. forgive and forget? let bygones be bygones? people! don't be so petty! there's really no need to fight over poured water. it'll dry off. not like it's gonna drown someone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-9167090434086331157?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/9167090434086331157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=9167090434086331157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9167090434086331157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9167090434086331157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/fighting-neighbours-stupid-much.html' title='Fighting neighbours. stupid much?'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-3587795113701322686</id><published>2008-06-15T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:08:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FEEL FREAK-ASS HANDICAPPED!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my phone died on me! officially~ sheesh. just when i was texting my boyfriend and my tutor. like wtf! now im stuck with no phone. shit man. i think my phone upset with me or smth. so happened yesterday i saw the new htc touch diamond and i said i fell in love with it and wanted it and then today my phone decides to die. bleagh. i want to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like currently im using my bro's phone. bloody hell pathetic i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my mum had the cheek to say go find for cheap 2nd hand phone la. 2nd HAND?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sorry to say but i don't do second-hands. no offence to anyone. not that im a brat or whatever. its just that i have used 2nd hand phones before. and they're screwed up. well to begin with thats exactly why people don't want them right? like urgh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want the damn htc touch diamond. and fast.! but its like half a grand! urgh~ i wouldnt even mind promising that if i screw up this phone i'd pay for the next one myself. i seriously wouldnt mind. i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man. i'm desperate! can anyonelend me a phone?. i seriously wouldnt mind. like thanks a mil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;htc touch diamond, u're on my list. unless a better htc phone comes out, imma buy you no matter what! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-3587795113701322686?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3587795113701322686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=3587795113701322686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3587795113701322686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3587795113701322686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-freak-ass-handicapped-why-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4595310443796474670</id><published>2008-06-13T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:32:29.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.. the june holidays are ending in like a WEEK!!! omg! then exams are gonna start!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one word! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PANIC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another word! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, rinn and me met up earlier and catched up on stuff. on our private lives etc.. yeah. like it's been forever since i saw her! haha yeah. talked, bitched and talked summore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fudge cake, mochi and double choc! yum!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol. i ended up not doing much neither did she lol. she only copied my notes unto hers. and then we tried to do some work but i got stuck and it didnt help i had a headache. prolly due to sleeping at 5am! haha. y?? ermm~ lol!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm meeting the boyfriend tmr! YAY-ness! missed him so much over the week. lol. we're supposed to go to the zoo tmr! hahahahah. yup. but we may not be able to get our free tix. so we'll see how. if we can't go then i dunno what we're gonna do. especially when mandai is SOOOOOOO out of the way. sheesh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cannot slack anymore for the rest of the week. im screwed~! im otherwise screwed already anyway! hahah. haiz. prepare for my death? or fight it? i say FIGHT! i need to pass at least!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4595310443796474670?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4595310443796474670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4595310443796474670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4595310443796474670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4595310443796474670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok_13.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-273383666432146487</id><published>2008-06-05T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:14:49.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the best things in life are taken away when you most enjoy them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most of the time you don't realise them until its gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life goes on no matter what, so do the people whether they want to or not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new friends made, old ones possibly forgotten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no matter the difference&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll try to remember all of you no matter what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-273383666432146487?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/273383666432146487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=273383666432146487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/273383666432146487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/273383666432146487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-things-in-life-are-taken-away-when.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5819402282057804722</id><published>2008-06-04T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:17:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PICs from before manifest 08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4ilSbscI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ULk94sbTUtc/s1600-h/syash+n+me!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207982554620867010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4ilSbscI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ULk94sbTUtc/s320/syash+n+me!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love this pic. so niceee.. right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4i1SbsdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_FEl8LfAWgc/s1600-h/syash+n+me!2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207982558915834322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4i1SbsdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_FEl8LfAWgc/s320/syash+n+me!2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to block out someone from spoiling the pic. haha. we did a real good job. we filled the entire pic right syash?! lol! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4i1SbseI/AAAAAAAAAFg/bcFNuG9oocU/s1600-h/zaf+n+me!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207982558915834338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4i1SbseI/AAAAAAAAAFg/bcFNuG9oocU/s320/zaf+n+me!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and cute zaffy zuck. i dunno why she says calling her that is wrong. lol. its just daffy duck with a 'z' to replace the 'd's. yup! oh wellz, she's still lovely anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4jFSbsfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OdPH_VQJNY0/s1600-h/syash+n+me!3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207982563210801650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4jFSbsfI/AAAAAAAAAFo/OdPH_VQJNY0/s320/syash+n+me!3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! no words can explain this. HAHA! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i CANNOT wait for FRIDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEEEEEEE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weeeeeeeee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wEEeeeEE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup! so cannot wait! right bunny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;overnighting somewhere.. heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;asked the boy to bring me clubbing BUT he doesnt dance. bleagh~ what a waste. he only goes clubs to drink. a huge NO-NO for me. so wasted. i don't think he wants to risk me dancing on the dance floor alone anyway. besides it would mean us going back by cab.. heh. but nope. will not waste money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today ao3 people went to have dinner to celebrate sha's birthday. i'm so sorry i couldnt be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;coz i couldnt go. and i'm broke. so broke no words can explain. sheesh. tsk2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'll try to get something for sha. to make up for my absence. but no promises ok baby. lol. i don't even know why i called you that. hahaha.anyways! HAPPY 17th! try not to grow up ok!. lol! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then. today. did the same thing again. BAD bad! wanted to go study when zaf called so i said ask rin along etc.. then called rin, no answer, msged her, got a reply saying that she's mugging at T3 with the manifest people. so yeah. msged zaf and cancelled.. haiz. oh wellz.. so yeah. gonna go study with jarred tmr at orchard library. i know there's a library there. but never been there. weee. hahaha. yup! jarred asked jo along. but she couldn't make it. dunno y. havent asked. yup. so hopefully tmr's study session is productive. prolly gonna do maths again. sian. i might head to school first to get my great ex book. or maybe i should get it on friday. before i meet the boy at least i can go read while waiting. lol.it'll be for a few hours so yeah. or maybe i can meet somebody or smth. we'll see.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5819402282057804722?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5819402282057804722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5819402282057804722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5819402282057804722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5819402282057804722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/pics-from-before-manifest-08-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SEZ4ilSbscI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ULk94sbTUtc/s72-c/syash+n+me!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2075883749451747384</id><published>2008-06-03T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:16:39.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok. today was just a completely UNproductive day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;urgh~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just mucked around like a loser. lol. maybe i am.. haha. but i'd rather not know i am. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;need to start mugging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2075883749451747384?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2075883749451747384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2075883749451747384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2075883749451747384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2075883749451747384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5772529458208636917</id><published>2008-05-31T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:14:45.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say" style="border:0px solid blue; "&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_virgo_txt.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com"&gt;Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5772529458208636917?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5772529458208636917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5772529458208636917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5772529458208636917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5772529458208636917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets101-free-online-dating.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8948445285602344053</id><published>2008-05-31T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:44:39.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;one acronym!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i found out my tutor's ONLY 22! *melts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol i sorta 'went out' with him just now. lol. it only happened because we were both taking the train. him to city hall and me to outram. damn. should have met francis at city hall. lol. yeah. we talked for quite alot during the train ride. from dressing to even flirting. lol. then he was mentioning something like he thinks he's cute[!] lol. then i was like laughing and stuff. and... hahaha. like having a really good time. lol. yeah. like SO FUN! lol. yeah. then he was saying something like 'faster go learn spanish.. i need someone to converse in spanish with..' like weeee! haha! *jumps up and down grinning widely!* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup! wanna know more ask me k? [esp about the flirting thing!] lol! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;one sentence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yesterday's performance was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOMB&lt;/span&gt;! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you people totally rocked the house down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it was so gerek. rugi sesiapa yang tak pergi! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you guys did a really wonderful job! like congrats! all your hard work and effort and time esp staying back til like super late in school to rehearse have NOT gone to waste! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;congratualtions! lol :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*syash! send me pics!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8948445285602344053?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8948445285602344053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=8948445285602344053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8948445285602344053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8948445285602344053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-acronym-omg-i-found-out-my-tutors.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7021203293273051853</id><published>2008-05-28T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:37:32.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wee.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANIFESTASI&lt;/span&gt; is coming up! excited! *jumps up and down!* lol. if the coast is clear. imma going to syash's house to get ready.. weee fun! fun! like want to siap for prom like that hahaha.! but its not even prom. lol! yup. if we cant go to syash's place, we need a place to get ready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;any volunteers??? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7021203293273051853?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7021203293273051853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7021203293273051853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7021203293273051853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7021203293273051853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/wee.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8627691284928464891</id><published>2008-05-28T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:33:08.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ok. should so have NOT gone to school. waste my time only. yeah. anyways, there's training today at 4pm. like superr lazy to go. shall i? shall i not? hmm... we'll see how. :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8627691284928464891?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8627691284928464891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=8627691284928464891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8627691284928464891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8627691284928464891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok_28.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8575568748113954659</id><published>2008-05-27T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:06:19.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RSGs&lt;/span&gt; listen up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the chalet thing is pushed to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;after promos&lt;/span&gt;. so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WORK HARD&lt;/span&gt; people so the celebration at the end of the year is worth the long wait. the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;details&lt;/span&gt; of the chalet are as of NOW are it'll most prolly be in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOVEMBER, prolly the 2nd or 4th week&lt;/span&gt;. yeah. since it'll be the school holidays yet again then, we will have to book way earlier. So! as for money concerns, i'll only be collecting &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;20 bucks MAX&lt;/span&gt;! ok. the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;extras&lt;/span&gt; like the ones that you people may wanna bring over for the chalet, that is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fully paid by you&lt;/span&gt; ok? ok. so it'll be at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt; as far as the chalet is concerned now. that's all for now. any added details i'll keep you posted! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheers. study hard people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8575568748113954659?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8575568748113954659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=8575568748113954659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8575568748113954659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8575568748113954659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-rsgs-listen-up-chalet-thing-is.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5947101064352726117</id><published>2008-05-26T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:27:10.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;afternoon east siders,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its supposed to be the june hols, BUT! we have to go back to school. why call it a holiday when you still have to see your teachers. i mean not that i mind. but come on. we truly need a break from school! urgh. anyways, just got home bout 3 plus? around there.. came back from bowling.. like FINALLY!! with regine, alicia, shahidah, sheena, jarred and claudia. yup. had a hell of time. then some small boys lol underaged rather were trying to hit on shahidah. ahaha yup. she played really bimbotic-ly hahaha. yeah. then went to yoghurt place. before that went to have lunch at ljs with hani, gloria and jia jia together with the rest of us. yup. then at yoghurt place, we played this pig game or heart attack or smth. lol. and jarred and alicia ended up the losers lol. so they had to do a forfeit. and do this roaring thing holding some paper with the 'RAWR' and a random number on it. and they were supposed to do it at the new urban male shop. LOL! so funnily embarrassing. lol! i dunno if regine or claudia managed to video it. but yeah. it was damn hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will upload pics soon.! it was a waste jolene wasnt there. it would have been even more fun.. lol! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5947101064352726117?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5947101064352726117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5947101064352726117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the holidays have begun, and its supposedly summer! take out your bikinis, let your hair down, have a hell of a time with your girlfriends, boyfriends, scandals and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDjbdlSbsbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8jGt1ibLi1I/s1600-h/cleo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204150670698721714" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDjbdlSbsbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8jGt1ibLi1I/s320/cleo.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;there's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mass CLEO bikini shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;21st june 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1.30pm - 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;siloso beach, sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bring your hottest sexiest bikini!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's gonna be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;super cool&lt;/span&gt;! tug-of-war with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;CLEO's most eligible bachelors&lt;/span&gt;! hotness! haha. mini massages, and more pampering treats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first 500 to arrive gets a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pair of havaianas&lt;/span&gt; and diamond studs for the slippers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyone up for it? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me!me! but hmm... its gonna be in secret if i actually go! ahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RSGs listen up!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the chalet thingy would be soon. i think. lol. i've still yet to get the date. but i think it'll be at sentosa. i know lynn probably cant go. but pls try to get your parents' permission! the rest of you too! actually me included. ahahx yeah. francis is getting his dad to book the chalet so we the organisers[me n him] lol, u guys too sorta, will only get to know the available dates on monday. for u guys on tuesday. yeah. it'll be the earliest possible fri-sat date. so yeah. when the results are out. let me know the verdict! ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;til then, enjoys the june hols ppl. work hard study hard! we cant afford any slip-ups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8107752724381544817?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDjbdlSbsbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8jGt1ibLi1I/s72-c/cleo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-3422489348387227072</id><published>2008-05-22T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:54:03.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;exams tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-3422489348387227072?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3422489348387227072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=3422489348387227072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3422489348387227072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3422489348387227072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8112215526123184615</id><published>2008-05-20T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:33:40.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfZ4SHkI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NxpFv9VnxWA/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pics from the vesak day holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfZ4SHlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g252so7MswA/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202296925391560274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfZ4SHlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g252so7MswA/s320/vesak+day+hol+08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do not disturb me when im on the phone lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfZ4SHmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/JfX2r8kv3Tk/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfp4SHnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lrwhjKswjJI/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202296929686527602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfp4SHnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lrwhjKswjJI/s320/vesak+day+hol+08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our phone-ies lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeJ4SHfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yVo9BrswrYo/s1600-h/dont+cry...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295804405095922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeJ4SHfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/yVo9BrswrYo/s320/dont+cry...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just like this pic alot!!! :))) yes2~ credits to RINN for the candid shot. hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeJ4SHgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MkjEvVoHWqk/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295804405095938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeJ4SHgI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MkjEvVoHWqk/s320/vesak+day+hol+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol. i need to crop the door out. lol. the monster will come out and kick my ass-k.. hahhahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeZ4SHhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BwEP6MoGx5M/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295808700063250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeZ4SHhI/AAAAAAAAAEI/BwEP6MoGx5M/s320/vesak+day+hol+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mmm.. double chocolate frappe. i like :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeZ4SHiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4Ahw3IDY5J0/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295808700063266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeZ4SHiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4Ahw3IDY5J0/s320/vesak+day+hol+08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strawberry ice blended i think, sushi and double choc frappe. yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeZ4SHjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YTgncaik5Wo/s1600-h/vesak+day+hol+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202295808700063282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJEeZ4SHjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YTgncaik5Wo/s320/vesak+day+hol+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rinny trying to work the psp. lol! but she FAILED!! hahahahha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8112215526123184615?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8112215526123184615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=8112215526123184615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8112215526123184615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8112215526123184615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/pics-from-vesak-day-holiday-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SDJFfZ4SHlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g252so7MswA/s72-c/vesak+day+hol+08+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4717702702833459559</id><published>2008-05-19T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:20:36.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the entire weekend was actually pretty productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friday evening was umm shall we say, BORING?! ok maybe not entirely! good effort. except for the fact that it was a bbq with no bbq-ed food at 10pm. yes! no bbq-ed food at 10pm! lol. but it was fun on the whole. played twister, homemade hockey style. lol. and truth or dare 007 style. uber fun bonding or fill in session rather. had a mini cake fight too! lol. yes, i had cake on me! yuck! but fun! lol. played soccer too. uber fun-ness! yeah. then hammy aka hamburger monster, yuni and raudha wanted to overnight. yeah. but i didnt bring anything with me[it didnt exactly help matters that all i had was 14 bucks, my ezlink and cashcard lol! and i was carrying an ice lemon tea 1.5litre bottle and one of the school's balls!] yup! so i left for home at 1am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;saturday was a bummer. but it was productive. lol. i actually got to studying for &lt;div id="labels-container"&gt;econs. yup! productive thanks to the boyfriend. ahah! yup. we were supposed to go out. but i woke up at like 1pm and we still couldnt decide where to go at 2.30 so like forget it! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunday was bliss! met the bf~ like finally after forever.! then we went to cityhall, marina square. had lunch at subway lol. so his PTI. damn fucker of a guy. yeah. then we went for a movie! weeee~ lol watched what happens in vegas! darn good movie. it was funny! lol! :D yup2! then in the evening, met up with Rinn!! lol. had a bitch fest! hahha super funnn!!! then we met gee and jammy while we were walking around ehub! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today! zomg! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we went from downtown to tamp to hunt for sushi. lol! landed at mccafe in both locations.lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;weee.. saw hafiz today! at mccafe dte! *swoon* at long last.. lol. think his friends noticed. haha what do i care! i like him ALOT! hhahah! at tamp, Rinn saw this guy she liked! hahhaah. double chocolate at mccafe is heaven! took pics lol. camwhore siaoz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we need to do more mellow mindless stuffs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4717702702833459559?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4717702702833459559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;updated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well. its nearin the end of the school term. like yessssssssssssssssss! hahah but the never ending pile of work seems to have a bottomless pit. lol. things just keep coming. are these teachers crazy or what?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, the weekend usually mean one thing, FRANCIS! lol. yup cant wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im trying to plan something to surprise him. sometime real soon. buttttt got so many things coming up i dunno if i'd have the time or money. lol. so hopefully things'll go smoothly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MANIFESTASI 08 is coming up! can't wait!! lol. band and combined guitar concert like the day after that. but i'll be out with francis so im really sorry jo and jarred. heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually i dunno what to write la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh there's a bbq coming up tmr. that i havent paid for or done my part. dieee! lol. im thinking if i should go to school tmr. like so cant be bothered to esp since i end at 10am! bleagh. maybe i should just not come. that might be good. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i still dunno what to do for the weekend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rinn!! dont forget to update on u know what!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;scandalous things just push me to go further. lol!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2826386605255221073?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5860664913375848657</id><published>2008-05-07T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:59:31.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know people change. have i? i dunno. maybe i have. or maybe people just seem to be taking me the wrong way. i say one thing and they think the other. one tries to help but gets taken as being sarcastic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sorry to say this but i thought jc was more sheltered than poly. maybe im wrong? or are people just oblivious of reality? maybe even immature or petty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its ironic how things happen and i try to better things instead i get shit for all that i do. even those i didnt do. so now. i dunno what to do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ironic? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nobody dies a virgin coz life screws you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5860664913375848657?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5860664913375848657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5860664913375848657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195985529786851458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SBvZT1ED4II/AAAAAAAAADg/LLDdVRLAyr4/s320/ely,jo,shahidah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SBvZUVED4JI/AAAAAAAAADo/-NX2a4utSTw/s1600-h/me+and+jo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195985538376786066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SBvZUVED4JI/AAAAAAAAADo/-NX2a4utSTw/s320/me+and+jo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SBvZVFED4KI/AAAAAAAAADw/Pa1mMm-HCzs/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195985551261687970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SBvZVFED4KI/AAAAAAAAADw/Pa1mMm-HCzs/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" 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href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5043182200325099058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5043182200325099058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5043182200325099058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5043182200325099058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SBvZT1ED4II/AAAAAAAAADg/LLDdVRLAyr4/s72-c/ely,jo,shahidah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8474704749390248015</id><published>2008-05-02T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:12:35.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok. i hope this works. uploading a vid for the first time. hope it works! and if it does, well enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yup2. this was my house, Eagle's cheer routine. we should have won. we are victorious in our right. the judges just don't how to judge. maybe we did it too well and perfect that it came across as easy? maybe they thought stunts weren't a part of cheerleading.! lol. anyways, what you think makes cheerleading is your own verdict. but its not just about dance or just stunts. its both. but if you have good stunts, doesnt that give you the cutting edge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well you decide. enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope you enjoyed it! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8474704749390248015?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8474704749390248015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just wanna kill the judges for cheerleading today! bleagh. how can eagle not win?!?!??!?!?!?!!!! maybe we didnt have a great dance rountine but it was good enough! and dont get me started on the stunts. and yet they said out stunts looked fucking easy [at least tht's what our sources say]. fuck! we did a friggin liberty, elevator and more! shit we MADE it look easy. tht was how freaking perfect it was! and so synchronised too.. this whole cheer thing completely upped the entire rivalry thing.! and its SO ON! next year. we're gonna bring it! urgh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am sooo posting the pics and stunts we did for our routine. and if i can get hold of the video of our routine. im loading it. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;boo that freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4344471745473589848?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4344471745473589848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4344471745473589848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4344471745473589848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4344471745473589848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports-meet-2008.html' title='sports meet 2008'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-3567533555243682509</id><published>2008-04-27T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:05:34.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Aisyah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody's 18 already! hah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full adult much?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, im so sorry i wasnt there when your birthday celebration in school was going on. i still havent gotten you your present. lol! it'll come soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i promise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i have &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/span&gt; what to get you!! bleagh. i'll come up with something. ahah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. that aside! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wee~ yesterday was super fun! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer practice wsa great! we finally got the stunts done! like yes! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally! we actually have a shot at winning this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wait. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we CAN win this!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i heard from a little birdie that &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;phoenix's stunts is pretty bleagh&lt;/span&gt;. like their pyramid is like 4 guys on their 4s as base. and u can pretty much figure the rest. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heron's doing slutty moves&lt;/span&gt;. i think. lol. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO OFFENCE to my ex-house. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;falcon's cheer is going nowhere. no progress&lt;/span&gt;. or so i heard. heard their committee in itself has problems. like with the house captain or smth. yeah.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dont know about hawk&lt;/span&gt;. tht one no news. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;seagull is having problems too.. like internal problems among the cheerleaders&lt;/span&gt;. lol! problems2. suddenly it seems like eagle is actually progressing. and progressing well! GO EAGLE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*in the most bitchified tone* LOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah. so i left cheer prac alil earlier. i kinda regret it. but couldnt keep the boy waiting can i. apparently during cheer. sparks flew. hehe. not fair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i think practice yesterday wouldnt be half as productive if &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JEREMY aka JAM from MJ&lt;/span&gt; hadnt come and helped us with the stunts. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;of course credits to kim too&lt;/span&gt;. for working together with jam. yup. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he is rather cute i have to admit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol in his own way of course. ahahahahha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im actually kinda excited for sports meet now that we know what we're up against. lol. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;know where your enemies weakness lies to know where strength is. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lol. taken from bring it on 3. ahaha i think. yup. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish i'd taken pics tho. hmph. this is exactly why I NEED A CAM!! urgh~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the day ended so well yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i miss him now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-3567533555243682509?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3567533555243682509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=3567533555243682509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3567533555243682509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3567533555243682509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-18th-babe.html' title='Happy 18th babe!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-9074870645397144910</id><published>2008-04-25T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:22:40.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today wasnt exactly the best day i've had. but i've had things that happened cheer me up. like the boyfriend coming back from camp. the friends in school and all that. home wasnt that great. but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyways, just finished sydney white. omg! it so rocks!! and im totally addicted to GOSSIP GIRL!!!! its so i dunno! super addictive. lol! yeah. and im like hooked on to yesterday by leona lewis. its a sad song i guess.. but yeah. its still nice.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im soooo looking forward to meeting the boy tmr. there's also cheerleading practice and kidsread tmr morning. it'll be fun. hopefully. i'd cross my fingers if i could. but i cant. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hating the life yet loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh the irony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-9074870645397144910?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-6640401668902109726</id><published>2008-04-23T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:21:42.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;urgh~ my life is gone. wait! i DON'T have a life to begin with! hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my days are just home-school-home[homework]-school-home. and the list is never ending. except for the weekly 'escapades' with my darling.. otherwise my life is seriously just school and home. sucks right! yessss! tell me about it! i didn't feel this stressed with school last year. its crazy! these people are crazy! im tired! and sick! my cough has still not recovered and it would be 2 weeks already! its irritating to have to cough. especially when i start to cough til i like GAG!!!! so sickening.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not to mention the assignments and projects.. work, work and MORE work! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its only thanks to the people in school who're my friends that makes school worth going. in a way. i mean i like my subject combi now. but still. its a silent killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want my boyfriend! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now.!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprise me with flowers baby! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it would be even better if you could stay the night. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but we both know it can never happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-6640401668902109726?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6640401668902109726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=6640401668902109726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6640401668902109726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6640401668902109726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/urgh-my-life-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-6560069989945692259</id><published>2008-04-22T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:04:37.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hello! hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;today was such a tiring day! wanted to just die. soooo tired! and i just realised that there's no math tmr. i mean its math lect la. thank god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yeah but i've got like gp and econs due tmr. i shall do it at 4am! weee~ regine also gonna get up at 4am later. 4.30 rather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cheer practice today was actually pretty i dunno whats the word for it. but we sorta managed to do stunts and the guys were so cute! lol. esp polar bear. ahahhhah. so cuteeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;there's cheer prac again. yup. so yeah. in a way im tired. but cheer brings out the bimbo-ness out of me! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i want a digi cam toooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-6560069989945692259?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6560069989945692259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=6560069989945692259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6560069989945692259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6560069989945692259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-hello-today-was-such-tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-9105078675592243702</id><published>2008-04-20T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:57:57.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok. i just realised there's more work than i thought there was. so this is the reviewed list of things to do hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-lit handmaid's tale essay assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-lit great ex mind map of themes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-gp reading log&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-gp compre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-gp readings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-gp project [mass media case study of three countries - censorship]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-gp podcast [bleagh]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-math apgp assignment [i dunno how to do!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-math MI tutorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-econs BOP &amp;amp; ER tutorial [i have to present on it!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-hist essay [redo!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;upcoming tests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;econs subject test on tuesday evening at 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i have cheer prac tmr from 5-7pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;just let me die already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-9105078675592243702?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/9105078675592243702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=9105078675592243702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9105078675592243702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9105078675592243702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8466984705459518030</id><published>2008-04-20T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:02:57.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i am tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my whole body's aching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and im shivering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i do not know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the cinema just across the street to mine is OPEN!! wootwoot~yay. can like go watch movie anytime! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;things to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-lit essay assignment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-econs BOP,ER tutorial [im supposed to present on it!! urgh~!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-math apgp assignment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-cheer practice tmr from 5-7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-hockey 4.30-7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;school ends at 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;how am i supposed to split myself???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lesson of everyday: STOP PROCRASTINATING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ely! wake up! u cant afford anymore slip ups!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dont wanna go to school-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8466984705459518030?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8466984705459518030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hey y'all! lol. i am in such a good mood. i think! lol. my baby booked out of camp yesterday. and we went for dinner at pizza hut at causeway point. yeah. i went all the way there just to see my baby! lol. the things i do for love. tight hugs and kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it was like VIP treatment i tell you at pizza hut. lol. coz we were the last to arrive and join the queue. but we got our seats first coz we were table for 2 hhaahaha. and the other group had to wait coz there wasnt any tables for them. wakakakkaak. yeah. dinner was served real quick. like we ordered at 9.15pm. and we got our orders at 9.25pm? yeah. coz we left the place at like 9.40 or 9.45pm so yeah. super quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i dont really like eating at pizza hut. not coz the food's not good. but coz the service tax is ridiculous! i cant stand it. we had to pay like $44 coz of the $7 tax. nuts right???? when actually what we ate only costed $35!!! bleagh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then we were gonna go down to the bus interchange to take 168 coz thts the quickest way back yeah. but i was coughing so hard to the point that i felt like vomiting out all that i just ate. yeah! so he asked me how much i had. which was 10 bucks. so he passed me $20 and said forget it. go take a cab back. lol. i didnt want to coz i mean its like i havent used enough of his cash already so yeah. but the cab ride back was good i guess. i managed to get a nap. yeah. and stopped coughing. thank god. yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but i owee so much to him for a great end to the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh and today i had newspaper collection. yup super fun! it was like mini bonding session. and mini class outing. lol. the 2 musketeers werent there. lol! for those who understand, yesssss! they were NOT there. ahahahhahahaha. yeah. we managed to finish evrything by 12.30pm? yeah. then went to meet francis again today. yay! to make up for all that we've missed out on. yup. then we were supposed to go celebrate ainul's birthday at pasir ris park.  but we met up after that. at whitesands and had ice kachang. shit lah i forgot i have a cough then i still go eat ice kachang. kene marah sey. by francis lah duh. who else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it was so superrr fun today. coz my parents and brother's are not here! weee.. they went KL. yup. i had newspaper collection so couldnt go! weeeeee~lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;omg. and then while playing with ainul's windmill, i accidentally broke it. sorta. i managed to fix it. but. bleagh. SORRY!!! really tk sengaje!!!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anyways, ainul like came over to my place then watched klakar rabak again. just for then fun of it. but im bloggin while watching so not really playing attention. hahhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today was super fun. had a great time with the boy and the girls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;loves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8170092988435109295?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-6352042372634238630</id><published>2008-04-15T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:52:12.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sorry la. i'll go find LEAF pics then put it here k! ahhha. the zipped file that nis gave me like tk guna. coz i try to click it open and it wouldnt! bleagh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sianz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-6352042372634238630?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6352042372634238630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=6352042372634238630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6352042372634238630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6352042372634238630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-la.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8987634346514341358</id><published>2008-04-15T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:30:25.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg! yesterday was like super crazy can!! alicia had a damn good time just clicking the button to snap the pic la!! she cam whore freak i tell you! we took like god knows how many photos. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were like damn stressed or smth. the cam-whoring totally drained us. lol like stress reliever like that. hahhahahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pics says it all.. it was nuts. but we were like super high and happy. considering life has been really stressful in school. speaking of which, i've got like history essay, lit essay and math to do! bleagh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd0VLM1XI/AAAAAAAAACY/HZYo6EQxzp4/s1600-h/133628.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189446193000535410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd0VLM1XI/AAAAAAAAACY/HZYo6EQxzp4/s320/133628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1FLM1YI/AAAAAAAAACg/L7yCjyyogfk/s1600-h/134406%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189446205885437314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1FLM1YI/AAAAAAAAACg/L7yCjyyogfk/s320/134406%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1FLM1ZI/AAAAAAAAACo/iigxt8qX10g/s1600-h/134507%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189446205885437330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1FLM1ZI/AAAAAAAAACo/iigxt8qX10g/s320/134507%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1VLM1aI/AAAAAAAAACw/b8924Ql5NO0/s1600-h/134559.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189446210180404642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1VLM1aI/AAAAAAAAACw/b8924Ql5NO0/s320/134559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1VLM1bI/AAAAAAAAAC4/E1wbkU8ELeo/s1600-h/135702.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189446210180404658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd1VLM1bI/AAAAAAAAAC4/E1wbkU8ELeo/s320/135702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we shall do this again someday y'all. super fun and stress relieving!!! weee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheerleading today was super fun! taught the GUYS the steps. they actually got the gist of it real quick. although they werent really fluid but i mean hey, they are GUYS after all. lol! but it was damn fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah and i didnt go for hockey. again. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/855145825685705482-8987634346514341358?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8987634346514341358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=8987634346514341358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8987634346514341358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8987634346514341358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-yesterday-was-like-super-crazy-can.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/SASd0VLM1XI/AAAAAAAAACY/HZYo6EQxzp4/s72-c/133628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-9066060879378197122</id><published>2008-04-13T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:23:30.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yesterday had such a disappointing end. he's smoking again. this sucks. urgh. and he wasnt even in remorse about it. i know its just him being him. the honest and frank him. i appreciate that from him coz at least he's not hiding it from me. but its just that i dont like smokers. urgh. im just hoping he'll stop once he's out. haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;replies to tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rinn: shit now im scared to lose my voice again. lol. so deprived of speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jo: lol. classes will be so different without u too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;regine: yeah flyer distribution was kinda fun.. i guess. but yeah didnt expect to meet certain houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;jo and rinn: the two of u uh. can make me cry sia. hhahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i need to catch up on work! aaargh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-9066060879378197122?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/9066060879378197122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=9066060879378197122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9066060879378197122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9066060879378197122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/yesterday-had-such-disappointing-end.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7250733247700772437</id><published>2008-04-12T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:05:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well.. maybe its just me but alot of people seem to be in a bad mood. or rather feeling really down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jo and rinn, i know the PW results were fucked up. unfair and all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fel, the stupid woodblock is SOOO not worth it. he's not worth anything. not worth your tears, your blood, your pain, your anything. he's just NOT worth it. i know all of us have said time and time again. but i mean i know what it feels like to have ppl coming up to you saying tht its not worth it and all. so yeah i feel your pain. cliche but yeah. im not tht great with words when it comes to comforting. all i can do is give u a hug or lend you my shoulder for you to cry on. there's only so much i can do. and only so much the rest of us as friends can do. ultimately, u decide for yourself. after that. whatever you decide if u think it makes u happy then im ok with it. so long as u dont put yourself in danger of any sort.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jo, i dunno how's things between u, voodoo and vamp lately. its either been quitened down. or things have been happening and u havent been telling me enough. lol. but if anything, u know i'll always be there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rinn, u mentioned yesterday u finally talked to that sotong. i dunno if it was a heart-to-heart talk or another stoned conversation. im so sorry about what happened for PW. im so sorry i couldnt be there. so so sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know everyone has their own set of problems. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but thts life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish it could be easier. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but its not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7250733247700772437?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7250733247700772437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7250733247700772437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7250733247700772437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7250733247700772437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7687325512776606431</id><published>2008-04-12T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:20:49.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had flyer distribution earlier. luckily it didnt rain. only when we were on the way back home. yup. and now im having a slight headache. shall go shower soon. hah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and apparently, the new downtown east has opened!!!!!! yay!!! cinema open also i think. that's what i heard uh. im gonna go check it out with LEAF later at about 4! yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the long awaited LEAF outing! yessa~! hopefully we take pics. then i can go add pics on here.! yay! yup! shall go get ready soon!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh! then during the newspaper collection flyer distribution, gloria and myself were doing most of the houses together. then! we weere knocking on this one door. looked abit odd. eccentric even maybe. lol. guess whose house it was?? MS SAHIDAH's haahahahahahahha. super funny! she just showered when we knocked on her door. SO FUNNY! then i was with pamela i think, and wee knocked on this other door and guess whose house it was?? HISYAM's! ahhahaha that one even worse. HAVENT SHOWERED! lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the random unexpected things that occur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7687325512776606431?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7687325512776606431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7687325512776606431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7687325512776606431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7687325512776606431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/had-flyer-distribution-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-830954153865732116</id><published>2008-04-11T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T22:45:02.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I DID IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the blood donation thingy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;weee... not scared anymore. i think. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;guess what? i lost my voice!!!!! now i feel so deprived of speech. the feeling sucks like fuck! bleagh. guess my wish FINALLY came true. i've been wanting to know what it feels like to lose my voice... welllll now that I KNOW! i dont want it to ever happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rin: stop talking el! u're turning me on!! [squirms. lol. shes high]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and yet she continues talking to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rin rin.. tsk2. make up your mind. do u wanna be turned on or not?? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PW results came out today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i got a B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my entire group got the same mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;indifferent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dunno if i should feel sad. or happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i - we worked hard to get an A for PW. and yet. the class average was B. which means. our extra effort was sorta wasted. some ppl who didnt really put in the effort also got like a B. (not from MY group) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bleagh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just talked to him earlier. couldnt talk for really long. like 2 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all i got was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'today was damn fucked up. it sucked. i'll tell you tmr when there's more free time. dont talk for awhile ok. rest well. get well soon. i'll talk to u tmr. love u'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmph. not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;guess i'll just have to wait tmr then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;went out with merin, sandeep,hariz and kwang ming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;met them. they came to my school. well merin is in my school so yeah. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;went out for dinner. loads of fun. of course i lost my voice even more. strained myself too goddamn much. now im in a rut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT MY VOICE BACK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-830954153865732116?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/830954153865732116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=830954153865732116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/830954153865732116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/830954153865732116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-did-it-blood-donation-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5559316577007398719</id><published>2008-04-08T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:48:12.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tmr blood donation day!!! i must not be afraid! i must not! i must overcome my fear of blood! lol. oh ya. must sign that stupid consent form thingy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blood...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5559316577007398719?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5559316577007398719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5559316577007398719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5559316577007398719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5559316577007398719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/tmr-blood-donation-day-i-must-not-be.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2091851212781432777</id><published>2008-04-08T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:06:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;he's left for NS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and here i am stuck all alone without him. i mean i have my friends and family and all that. but him not being here feels REALLY weird. like no life. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i cant wait for this to be over. as in this first 2 weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i know its just the beginning and there'll be more 'lonely' times ahead. but. i mean to know that he'll be back soon. i guess helps me push on. now i need to find things to keep me occupied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but its just ironic. coz despite keeping myself occupied, my heart's still heavy. knowing he's around just that i cant like have any form of contact with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;its only day one. its been about alil more than 12 hours since he reported in. and god knows how many more hundred hours before he's out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;damn it makes it sound like a jail term. lol. but its not. its NS. lol. prison enough. hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im trying to make myself feel better....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cant wait for the agony to be over!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[i shall upload pics really soon!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2091851212781432777?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2091851212781432777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2091851212781432777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2091851212781432777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2091851212781432777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/hes-left-for-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2617285224690463322</id><published>2008-04-07T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:18:19.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;welllll. the homework pile is ever piling regardless of the fact that i've actually done some of the work.. but its just never ending!!! NOOOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as of now i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-econs BOP tutorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-apgp tutorial [still havent done it. so screwed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-lit poetry presentation due tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-lit poetry : view outside your window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-gp essay. [another damn essay]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-lit CA assignment due next friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-poetry CA assignment. coming up soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-gp review commentary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-econs essay qn 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;amount of work done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-gp review commentary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-lit poetry : view outside your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-econs essay qn 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;still LOADS more to go!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2617285224690463322?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2617285224690463322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2617285224690463322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2617285224690463322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2617285224690463322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/welllll.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5408879308064528300</id><published>2008-04-06T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:13:00.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i really need to step up my game and start working my ass off.. and i mean really really start working hard. must cut down taking breaks during break time. and start using them to mug.!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;list of things to do&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-econs qn 1 full essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-maths apgp tutorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-history template for marshall plan and berlin blockade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-lit 'view outside your window' poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-econs qn 3 dissect and design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-gp essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-lit essay assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-lit poetry presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-i cant even remember what else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;mannnnn... that's a damn lot! geez.. how to complete!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too many things too little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;homework done:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-econs qn 1 full essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;-econs qn 3 dissect and design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;well at least i've got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 things striked off&lt;/span&gt; my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i still need to take pics with him! and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; he's leaving on tuesday&lt;/span&gt;!! aaahhhh! last day with him tmr!! boohooo... kk. must really take pics.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where's the paparazzi when you need them. lol!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5408879308064528300?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5408879308064528300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5408879308064528300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5408879308064528300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5408879308064528300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-really-need-to-step-up-my-game-and.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-1270933578757348954</id><published>2008-04-05T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:20:30.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;umm.. initially it was in 5 years when im 24. but now. i dunno anymore.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) What i want the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT MY BOYFRIEND!! he's leaving on tuesday! boohooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a couple close friends and obviously my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;umm.. at times. not always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it would have to be the dream where i my life is all i want it to be from the people to the places. to the guy i love most. i wouldnt want it to always be wonderful and bliss. we need something to mess things up sometime to push us on in life from time to time u know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) Do you believe in seeing the rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah but it doesnt always happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7) What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the people in my life. each and every single one of them. they're the reason for my existence. without them i wouldnt be who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8) Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obviously!!!! god loves you no matter what unless of course you screw your own life. your parents will love you no matter what. friends? hmm.. tht'll be smth to think about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9) If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;umm.. i might. when i pluck up my courage to. but til then, HELL NO! call me traditional, but i still want the guy to take the first step!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10) List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-bubbly and crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-can be pretty insightful (psst: it comes and goes! hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-she's so.. smiley! garfield!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11) What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well i currently have my other half and he's the greatest. havent seen anyone better yet. so if anyone wants me (hah muker tk malu!), he had better be better than francis! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12) What type of person do you hate most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, the kind who just cant see tht what they have right in front of them is good enough or even better than what others have! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13) Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that goes without saying... DUH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14) Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what a question. another DUH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15) What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faith/Love. they're tied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16) Do you find it is a need for you to have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well i already have one. and i dont see how i can go on without him. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17) At this point of time, would you rather be a heart breaker or a heartbroken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;neither.. i want to stay the way i am. which is neither. hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18) What kind of friend do you hope to be in your friend's eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever they wanna see. but it better be good! lol. but the faults in me cant be helped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19) Describe the person who tagged you in 6 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syash is full of bubbly goodness. yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20) The place you want to go the most with your loved ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heaven cos thts the end ultimately. unless you're saying you wanna go to hell.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rinn - hello darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aisyah - when u have the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jolene - just do. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anisah- when u have the time too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Felina - try and get some sleep. it starts with sleeping earlier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fadilah - i havent seen you in forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dana - hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gloria - err... lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-1270933578757348954?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/1270933578757348954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=1270933578757348954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/1270933578757348954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/1270933578757348954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-at-what-age-do-you-wish-to-marry-umm.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5479679300457301813</id><published>2008-04-04T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:01:44.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;well its 3 more days before he's gone. he's going in on tuesday. so sad! *wails and cries* yeah. i mean i'll get to see him again soon. but there's a whole different issue surrounding it and all that.. for those like syash and rinn, u people know what i mean.. haiz. im tired of crying. but i cant help it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;well i went out with him today. went swimming. lol. that was so fun! then we had lunch at tong seng at bugis. hahaa all the way there to eat. then went back. went to the park and just sat facing the open sea just spending quality time. what's left of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;he's going in on tuesday and yet he still hasn't started packing. crazy bugger.! we tried taking photos today but it came out so wrong and disgusting.. haha. but i managed to snap a couple of his photos. ahahahahhaha! weeeeeeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still loving it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5479679300457301813?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7321406244327537761</id><published>2008-03-30T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T00:44:53.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well.. the man united aston villa game is coming up. dunno if i wanna watch it. or do homework. lol. hmmm... maybe i'll watch. do alil homework now. then watch. the match is starting in about half an hour. i think. he's gonna be watching. since im waiting up for him. i might as well watch it as well. yup. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the things we do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7321406244327537761?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7321406244327537761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7321406244327537761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7321406244327537761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7321406244327537761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/well.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-626015135435795101</id><published>2008-03-29T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:22:58.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so in love with this song.. but kinda for the wrong reasons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Pollen And Salt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You've left me with such a silent world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Where evenings are calm, but I'm restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And my breath has become as thin as the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not even the mighty sky could fill the space you left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not even when it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, nothing takes your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your emptiness too great to fill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been holding my breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For too many nights in a row,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And somewhere on coastlines unknown to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You paint your dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With reds and blues and greens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yea you're painting daffodils by the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today in a breeze I sensed your perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But you were nowhere near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And in reverie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I felt you holding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And even in my dreams I shake from the fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of truth being swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;By the rhythm of the waves I whisper in your ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been holding my breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For too many nights in a row,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And somewhere on coastlines unknown to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You paint your dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With reds and blues and greens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yea you're painting daffodils by the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would give away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sweetest memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I could just be with you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be with you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been holding my breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For too many nights in a row,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And somewhere on coastlines unknown to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You paint your dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With reds and blues and greens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yea you're painting daffodils growing by the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last night I dreamt you were with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally I could breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-626015135435795101?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/626015135435795101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=626015135435795101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/626015135435795101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/626015135435795101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-so-in-love-with-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-32251119649285718</id><published>2008-03-29T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:16:12.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well its been 2 days since the 1 and 1/2 years anniversary. yup. went out with him yesterday.. evening.. yup. we finally went  to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;island creamery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! yum! :P lol. yup he got the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mudpie&lt;/span&gt; and i, the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apple pie with ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.. hmm.. the little bits of heaven i can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yeah then we were sitting around for abit. chilling and stuff. and we left. took 74 without knowing where it would bring us to hahahaha. yup. got off at dover mrt station. and took the train back to tampines where we had dinner. the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thaksin beef noodles&lt;/span&gt; thingy. it was alrite. coming from someone who doesnt really like eating beef. yeah. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;one of his favourite foods!&lt;/span&gt; gotta remember that. i really should snap moments like these. really. should so have when we were at island creamery. damn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after that we went back la. lol. sat somewhere and had a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for alil bit. hah ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i got home at about 9.30. and he at 11? i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;he was gonna fetch his parents from the airport at 6am anyway. so he prolly wouldnt be sleeping much. im not sure if he's awake yet. he's prolly still asleep considering the lack of sleep he'd be getting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im still in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-32251119649285718?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/32251119649285718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=32251119649285718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/32251119649285718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/32251119649285718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-its-been-2-days-since-1-and-12.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8568151070765332702</id><published>2008-03-27T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:12:06.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey the week's been pretty bummed.. so sad.. i know thts life.. but i dont want it this way. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why do i have to lose the very person im so in love with.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's not that we cant stand each other.. we're still in love. but we know how it'll end. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i havent cried so much in so long. why start again now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;everyone's been telling me to take it easy and just enjoy whatever's left of it. trust me. im trying real hard. but its like a haunting shadow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ive never felt this low. not even when i found out i was getting retained. once we talked it out. and the harsh reality was made known. it was like i just died. like my soul sucked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;disembodied. just a body. without a purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i had to drag myself to school. at which i cried again. to my friends while telling them what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a side of me i've never revealed til now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i trying to focus as much as i can. i think im doing ok enough to get on with school. but its just when im alone and when im unable to immerse myself with the hype of the crowd is when i just lose myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i just want him. no one else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8568151070765332702?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4268427997136030251</id><published>2008-03-24T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:19:52.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well well well.. here i am stuck at home. wanted to go out with the boyfriend. but he had to paint the doors. aargh! annoyed really.. haiz. fine. be that way.! urgh.. so much for getting an mc.. i dunno whats up. but i've been getting annoyed easily at him these few days. i think im pms-ing. lol. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well. guess i'll have to make the best of watever's left of the day.  bleagh. about the tuition thingy.. no guarantees. we'll see how. i'll have to ask my parents alrite..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, went for the x-ray earlier. already got the results. NO FRACTURE!! weeee.. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's gonna rain soon..! i hear thunder! yes! at least thts a reason for me to stay stuck at home.. bleagh~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yup so i'll be on light duty for a week! weee.. hahahhahahahhahahha! yay! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes i wonder how different things would be if i were single right now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT! i dont really wanna know. its not like im not having a great time when im with him. sure we argue and stuff.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but hey thats life right.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4268427997136030251?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4268427997136030251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4268427997136030251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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face iskandar..! :P hah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yep. im still up. bleagh. that word's like my new catchphrase or something.. ahah! anyways, waiting to watch the arsenal chelsea match.. hope arsenal loses.. lol. actually it doesnt really matter. hah coz my team WON!!! super pumped right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got so high the moment i flipped to channel 27 and cristiano ronaldo's face was in focus! *swoon* lol.. i completely went into dreamy mode. lol iskandar had to get me to snap out of it.. or he tried at least. he must be heartbroken.. im so sorry for your loss but hell yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kk sorry sorry. lol. arsenal-chelsea match starting.. and im off to do econs..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nite nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4778382089532043464?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4778382089532043464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4778382089532043464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4778382089532043464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4778382089532043464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/victory-is-ours.html' title='victory is ours!!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7122707246361470671</id><published>2008-03-23T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T16:49:54.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;taylor swift - i'd lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't think that passenger seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Has ever looked this good to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He tells me about his night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I count the colors in his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He'll never fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I don't think it ever crossed his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He tells a joke, I fake a smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I know all his favorite songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I could tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He loves to argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Born on the seventeenth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'd lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He looks around the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Innocently overlooks the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shouldn't a light go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And he sees everything black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never let nobody see him cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I could tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He loves to argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Born on the seventeenth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if you ask me if I love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'd lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He stands there, then walks away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My God, if I could only say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm holding every breath for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He'd never tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he can play guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think he can see through everything but my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First thought when I wake up is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My God, he's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I put on my make-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And pray for a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, I could tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;His favorite color's green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And he loves to argue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh, and it kills me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;His sister's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He has his father's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And if you ask me if I love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;if you ask me if I love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'd lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7122707246361470671?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7122707246361470671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7122707246361470671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7122707246361470671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7122707246361470671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/taylor-swift-id-lie-i-dont-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-3317435765662589358</id><published>2008-03-23T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:05:49.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jo! i so do not have a new boyfriend in class....!! i'm gonna kill you.. btw, monday morning i wont be in school.. gonna go get an x-ray for my finger.. there might be a hairline crack so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bleagh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-3317435765662589358?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3317435765662589358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=3317435765662589358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3317435765662589358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3317435765662589358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/jo-i-so-do-not-have-new-boyfriend-in.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7328344416299296743</id><published>2008-03-21T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T14:09:33.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Good Friday - to those celebrate it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's good friday y'all!! BUT~ i'm BORED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haiz.. dunno what to do. i should be out. not at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i woke up today to find NO ONE was home. should have been good right? yeah in a way. but sucky. coz no one to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;just found out yesterday that one of my frenz - nerly, gonna shift house in a couple of months.. to yishun or something.. i'm like 'WHAT??' haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel dead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7328344416299296743?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7328344416299296743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7328344416299296743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7328344416299296743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7328344416299296743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-good-friday-to-those-celebrate-it.html' title='Happy Good Friday - to those celebrate it..'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-9043860367579150838</id><published>2008-03-20T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:01:59.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think there's a fracture or a hairline fracture on my finger.. hmm.. haiz. guess i'll have to get it x-ray-ed and check it. yeah. hopefully it isnt THAT bad..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, voodoo was missing. vamp was around. yup. its not so bad when vamp's alone without an ally.. hehe.. i wanna put pics up. BUT! my phone cable isn't working so i have no idea how im gonna transfer the pics over. i'll figure it out somehow. soon.. i hope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow's good friday!! which means... it's a HOLIDAY!! lol.. and good too since it'll mean a long weekend. except.. there's stuff to do.. bleagh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the first week of school's been quite a drag.. i think my class is building a bad reputation with our subject tutors. that ain't good. who to blame? us? or the teachers? hmm.. both? depending on the situation.. gp's a bore.. i want my pae teacher back.. rinnnn, share your gp tutor with my class.. we'll all be better off.. or else.. i cant imagine going through 2 years with her..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other than that, my whole body's been aching.. had to run 2.4 and stuff.. but of course i've had to run more than that.. tired. so tired. good thing i dont have tuition. as it is, it's already been quite a drain.. i'm quite surprised that im already lethargic and tired considering it's only the start of the year..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-9043860367579150838?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/9043860367579150838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=9043860367579150838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9043860367579150838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/9043860367579150838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-think-theres-fracture-or-hairline.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-6285182441496870843</id><published>2008-03-19T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:10:23.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok.. this blog is officially open for view!!! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks to rinn! for doing up the layout proper.. it like finally works.. heh. i'll make u manager of the layout for this blog. IF you don't mind.. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the only irritating thing is that my phone and this laptop - cant cooperate!!! bleagh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;or else there'd be more picz up here.. haiz.. need to get a cam.. a decent one. or watever at least one tht works..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as of today, i've seen some true colours of some ppl.. tsk2 not good.. to ADD to that.. i've been slacking. i dont mean to. but. its just been a tad bit overwhelming. yeah. like the sudden rush with the workload. starting to feel the pressure.. hmm.. good thing im not where im supposed to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;must start working my butt off.. and SLEEPING EARLY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-6285182441496870843?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6285182441496870843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=6285182441496870843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6285182441496870843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6285182441496870843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-8709792134345867377</id><published>2008-03-16T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:52:48.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more of the movie marathon..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more pics from the marathon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pX0AJR9I/AAAAAAAAACA/l7bgvNjQQa0/s1600-h/movie+marathon+babeh!+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178340635618920402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pX0AJR9I/AAAAAAAAACA/l7bgvNjQQa0/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have no idea what ainul was trying to do.. but it was hilarious..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pYEAJR-I/AAAAAAAAACI/0bRvXqOrjXk/s1600-h/movie+marathon+babeh!+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178340639913887714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pYEAJR-I/AAAAAAAAACI/0bRvXqOrjXk/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think she was trying to kill me.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pYEAJR_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zbtqAqlkfTQ/s1600-h/movie+marathon+babeh!+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178340639913887730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pYEAJR_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/zbtqAqlkfTQ/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she just couldnt stop eating.. hahha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i swear she kept eating and eating.. lol.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;school starts tmr. unfinished stuffs.. bleagh. screwed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and there's PE tmr. dratz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-8709792134345867377?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/8709792134345867377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=8709792134345867377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8709792134345867377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/8709792134345867377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-of-movie-marathon.html' title='more of the movie marathon..'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R90pX0AJR9I/AAAAAAAAACA/l7bgvNjQQa0/s72-c/movie+marathon+babeh!+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-551579729908171507</id><published>2008-03-16T12:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:53:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the hols..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;well there wasn't much of a holiday to begin with.. yeah. and now tht this is the LAST day of the week's break. the panic rush should come anytime soon. the unfinished homework, assignments, yada, yada.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just started to rain. again. after like 2 days or so of no rain. i like it when it rains.. hmm.. nice to just chill and get cosy or something. lol. in bed or with a cup of hot drink or watching the movies at home.. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the new term starts tmr. a new term yet again. yup. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alritey then. BYE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-551579729908171507?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/551579729908171507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=551579729908171507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/551579729908171507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/551579729908171507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-hols.html' title='end of the hols..'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2522654101387729533</id><published>2008-03-16T02:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:02:17.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;im like super bored. need someone to entertain me.. bleagh. need something engaging. damn life's a bore at the moment. where's my boyfriend when i need him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics from the marathon!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUnkAJR4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/i-ZKmp5ae1o/s1600-h/movie+marathon+babeh!+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178036341480966018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUnkAJR4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/i-ZKmp5ae1o/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me.. it was messier than this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUnkAJR5I/AAAAAAAAABY/HxSF5MtPwa0/s1600-h/movie+marathon+babeh!+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178036341480966034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUnkAJR5I/AAAAAAAAABY/HxSF5MtPwa0/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. munchy donuts. all cut up to bite size&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUn0AJR6I/AAAAAAAAABg/eD9SPgnhohI/s1600-h/movie+marathon+babeh!+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178036345775933346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUn0AJR6I/AAAAAAAAABg/eD9SPgnhohI/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the few of us who could make it for the marathon.. there's one more who arrived later though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178036350070900658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUoEAJR7I/AAAAAAAAABo/UZSfuwgY3Sw/s320/movie+marathon+babeh!+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that poison.. as zaf would call them.. they're food really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2522654101387729533?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2522654101387729533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2522654101387729533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2522654101387729533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2522654101387729533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-hey-im-bored-need-someone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9wUnkAJR4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/i-ZKmp5ae1o/s72-c/movie+marathon+babeh!+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5345581781813258693</id><published>2008-03-12T11:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:02:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLW0AJR1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1GsL8HlKw70/s1600-h/toilet2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176689151974131538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLW0AJR1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1GsL8HlKw70/s320/toilet2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLXUAJR2I/AAAAAAAAABA/U9zwatTJzmw/s1600-h/sweet!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176689160564066146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLXUAJR2I/AAAAAAAAABA/U9zwatTJzmw/s320/sweet!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLX0AJR3I/AAAAAAAAABI/E1qSSqkJDrA/s1600-h/toilet7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176689169154000754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLX0AJR3I/AAAAAAAAABI/E1qSSqkJDrA/s320/toilet7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; some pics from the sentosa outing long over due above lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weee.... finally a movie marathon in forever.. going later at 12 plus.. marathon starts at 1!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then syash cannot go pulak! haiz.. apelah.. belo.. hah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went out with the boyfriend yesterday. so fun! lol. but i've been having headaches for like the whole week.. getting kinda worrying lol. maybe its the weather.. i spose it is..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;somebody treated me to munchy donuts the other day! yummy! hmmmm..donuts! lol. and i still have leftovers heh. bringing them to the marathon later.. wee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;actually fonz wanted to meet again today.. but i've the marathon thingy. so i cant. then he got upset. lol. but he was just kidding to make me feel guilty. the idiot. lol. yet i still love him.. haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/855145825685705482-5345581781813258693?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5345581781813258693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5345581781813258693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5345581781813258693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5345581781813258693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EZ_zugEOTpU/R9dLW0AJR1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/1GsL8HlKw70/s72-c/toilet2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4462760425779496381</id><published>2008-03-03T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:03:20.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school has pretty much officially started..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well tutorials have begun.. thts a drag. and im already behind in my work... well SORTA.. yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had PE earlier. considering i havent entirely been running. i'd say i did pretty ok. lolz. yeah. and i didnt go for hockey again. hmm.. i shall start going on wednesday.. or else i aint gonna pull myself out of this lazy cycle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my timetable's not too bad actually.. unlike SOME people i know whose curriculum ends at like 5[!] everyday. pretty sucky huh.. ahaahahahahhahaahha!! sorry just couldnt resist it.! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;other than tht i think everyone else's is pretty ok.. its kinda weird to know tht everyone in class is pretty much taking the same subjects unlike what happened last year and early this year during PAE when everything was so messed up.. lol. oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4462760425779496381?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4462760425779496381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4462760425779496381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4462760425779496381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4462760425779496381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/school-has-pretty-much-officially.html' title='school has pretty much officially started..'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4026932304700234212</id><published>2008-03-01T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:03:34.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;already checked out the timetable. pretty ok i guess.. except the fact that i have PE on consecutive days.. bleagh.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other than tht there's quite a number of breaks.. god.. i hope tht wouldn't be an open door to slack!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annnnnnd i have to start going for hockey.. lol. havent been going in awhile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;life's been a bore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4026932304700234212?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4026932304700234212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4026932304700234212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4026932304700234212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4026932304700234212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/already-checked-out-timetable.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5161494088554068356</id><published>2008-03-01T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:03:50.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>went shopping yet again! weee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went shopping again today bought 2 new pairs of shoes! weee... lol they were on sale. but now i have to pay the boyfriend back.. heh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then we went to watch meet the spartans. stupid show. i think the 8 bucks was pretty much wasted. yup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then just went to check out the new timetable. its pretty ok i guess. except for the long breaks. which can be useful but when there's really nothing to do it'll really suck. coz i might just end up playing cards. bad influence. tsk2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;already synchronised all my common breaks with the rest for easy meet-ups. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i shall be posting up pics soon. once i can get the lappy to work with me and for me. lolz.!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other than tht life's a drag.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5161494088554068356?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5161494088554068356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5161494088554068356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5161494088554068356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5161494088554068356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/03/went-shopping-yet-again-weee.html' title='went shopping yet again! weee~'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-4271790220559531517</id><published>2008-02-27T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:04:17.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. i KNOW this place has been dead! hah. BUT! i'm trying to revive it.. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the layout thing irks me. [still trying to get a nice one to work though]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, been shopping quite abit recently. in the past week rather. lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bought a new shirt dress thing. so nice. although its green! heh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then somebody finally got his new fossil wallet. i want a new wallet too! and a new phone. hmph. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feb test just ended bought slightly less than a week ago. AND we're getting some of the papers back already. did really well for history lol. surprise surprise. and pretty ok for lit. heard evryone in H2 econs passed. we'll see what the results are. still abit freaked for gp. think maths would be pretty ok. lol. so right now. 2 down 3 to go. hmmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went sentosa last thursday. uber-fun!! weee. went swimming, picnicking. and he intro-d me to pepito. it's this milk biscuit thingy with chocolate on top of it! and apparently we cant get it in singapore lolz. only in france. or so he said. heh. but i love it.! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then after that went to vivo. and bought a mango tank top and esprit bag. somehow the bag looks really really familiar. i think one of my friends have it. cant remember who though. sorry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think sheena's gonna be planning a PAE class outing.. I THINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYASH! HELP! LAYOUT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-4271790220559531517?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/4271790220559531517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=4271790220559531517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4271790220559531517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/4271790220559531517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-634249768084557215</id><published>2007-07-30T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:19:45.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random much...</title><content type='html'>ok.. actually.. i wrote in on the 30 july.. but the com hanged and i didnt manage to save the post.. so yeah.. im not sure if i remember what i wrote in the last time.. but i'll try to remember.. i think i was compiling all that happened during the month.. not sure if i remember anymore.. but i'll try..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the most distinct thing i know was the 'proposal thing'&lt;br /&gt;that was totally nuts.. and pretty nerve wrecking really.. damn i'm only 17 u know.. im too young to be married.. sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. think i went to watch a couple of movies.. vacancy and ocean's 13 i think.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[vacancy sucked big time btw..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. umm.. SOMEBODY has a crush on hafiz..!! ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. few weeks after i got 'proposed'.. syash got proposed to.. LOL!.. serves you right.. disturb me some more.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. oh oh.. i got back my mid year results.. which sucked like crazy.. it was really really bad.. haiz.. must buck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. oh and somebody else got voted house capt.. i think the voting system was nonsense.. it prolly was just for show anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think thats about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isya.. help! the blog thing.. lol then i'll do that 10 habit thing.. haha! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. and it's about time i posted some pixies.. syash.. watch out! wakaka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-634249768084557215?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/634249768084557215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=634249768084557215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/634249768084557215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/634249768084557215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/aaahhh.html' title='random much...'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-7482852129923033868</id><published>2007-07-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:18:18.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temasek seminar filming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahx who new filming for a video could be so fun and chaotic..! lol.. it was completely nuts..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sean earned his very own title!! - sexy eyebrows.. i'll post his pic so understand y.. lol.. yup..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was fun . but there were some freaky bits.. like wat syash mentioned.. that 'dude' who acted cute and posed for the cam - my cam! eew! when i wasnt even taking pictures.. like sheesh go away.. freak! yup.. but other than tht it was all good.. there was another filming session.. but i didnt go for it.. had smth on.. lol.. hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yup.. i didnt go for the national day briefing either.. but yeah.. oh well.. i had fun otherwise.. school's such a drag but then again.. when is school isnt?? so yeah.. still trying to get back to being used about the waking up so ealy in the morning routinge again.. after bout a month of wakng up at at least 10 or 11.. so yeah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to make things worse..we're getting back our results.. all the papers and all that shit.. pretty scary honestly.. but i think im immune to it or something.. i flunked a couple papers already.. and yet i'm still like smiling and making jokes - lame ones i think.. yup.. so yeah.. did like really badly my midyears.. but i STUDIED!!! not fair.. aarh!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well i better get done with this and do some studying or something.. if i wanna get promoted to 2nd year.. as for the pics.. i havent transferred them yet.. so i'll post them up asap!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gtg.. peace.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love ya all..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-7482852129923033868?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/7482852129923033868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=7482852129923033868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7482852129923033868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/7482852129923033868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/temasek-seminar-filming.html' title='temasek seminar filming!!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2716498050372302349</id><published>2007-07-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:26:51.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams OVER!!</title><content type='html'>yes! the EXAMS ARE OVER! BUT! now i gotta study for promos.. shit! haiz.. one exam after the other.. not fun.. oh well thats college.. anyways, i think my mid year results are gonna be fucked up anyway.. [excuse the language] yup.. spent so much ime mugging for the papers.. and im confident im gonna flunk them.. double shit!! lol.. yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially for math.. me, syash and nis were mugging for it the night before and before the paper..yup.. like wat syash mentioned in her blog.. there was this group of kental mats and minahs.. like get a life people.. and to that girl with the irritating laugh.: 'go for laughing classes.. urs is stupid and just purely irritating..! hah!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..about the pics.. i'll put them in once i get them transferred into the com.. yup.. it was nuts.. maybe i shud put the video in too eh syash.. haha! yup2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. gtg.. peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2716498050372302349?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2716498050372302349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2716498050372302349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2716498050372302349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2716498050372302349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/07/exams-over.html' title='exams OVER!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-2699766909003621981</id><published>2007-06-24T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T19:55:08.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no updates</title><content type='html'>yup.. its been forever.. but yeah.. wont exactly be updating tonight so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;exams in a couple of days.. so its been pretty stressful.. gonna be so screwed when the results come out.. haiz.. not good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update again after the exams.. in about 5 days time or so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-2699766909003621981?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/2699766909003621981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=2699766909003621981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2699766909003621981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/2699766909003621981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-time-no-updates.html' title='long time no updates'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-5049570146164541452</id><published>2007-06-08T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:51:33.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forget it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;haha! lol.. forget it! the third entry did appear after all! weee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh ya.. i forgot to mention.. went to the clementi campsite for the SAF recently.. and i was IMPRESSED! there's deinitely more than meets the eye! lol.. i thot all NSmen did was train and let 2 years pass just like tht.. but hell no! i was so wrong! lolx yup.. i got to hold the weapons and all that! so cool! we got to try alot of things.. damn the technology they use is so up to date and hi tech! think im nt that tech savvy to know how to use all the gizmos they have there! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'll try to update photos as soon as i can.. lol.. not many  but they'll do for now... yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-5049570146164541452?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/5049570146164541452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=5049570146164541452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5049570146164541452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/5049570146164541452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/forget-it.html' title='forget it!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-213910341098781108</id><published>2007-06-08T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:44:08.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wrote a third entry.. but it didnt appear!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yeah so anyways, actually this is the fourth entry.. dunno y the third didnt appear.. yup.. oh yeah.. had manifestasi - its a tpjc malay cutural society production! yup! super-cool! lol.. had loads of fun! didnt regret going at all! yup. almost didnt get a ticket.! freaking lucky if u say so.. yup.. the performance was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;had my temasek seminar just now in the afternoon. had fun.. didnt expect it to turn out that way, but it did so yeah.. totally cool. lol.. i wanna join the navy!! or the air force! lol.. seems really interesting! hahx &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;mid years coming up!! gonna be so screwed!! argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-213910341098781108?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/213910341098781108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=213910341098781108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/213910341098781108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/213910341098781108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wrote-third-entry-but-it-didnt-appear.html' title='i wrote a third entry.. but it didnt appear!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-3547558464266584336</id><published>2007-06-03T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:27:20.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baik ah MCS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the manifestasi was great!! keep up the good work guys! hah.. since when did i start rooting for u guys.. but i gotta give u guys some credit for the wonderful performance you ppl put up.. and to nafisah.. damn u can shout. lol. that near the end scene when u found out that guy wsa actually your brother.. whoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;both dikir guys and gurls!! baik ah! the guys one was funny.. lol.. overall the whole peformance put together was great! completely enjoyed myself. too bad someone i know didnt.. he wasnt into all the dikir thing.. yup but he said the acting was good. so thats something.. coming from him! lol.. yup.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmm.. its been a week since the june holidays started.. im supposed to get on with studying especially since my mid term papers are being held right when school starts in 3 weeks time.. haiz. time passes TOO QUICKLY now.. not fun.. always gotta keep rushing to do stuff.. ESPECIALLY when im not the kind to do my work.. total slacker.. really hope i dont get retained next.. tho i dont mind being given the 2nd chance.. but knowing me.. it wouldnt make a difference.. so no point getting me retained..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ANYWAYS, got school tomorrow.. haiz.. bio class.. not sure whats goin on.. really blur about tmr's lesson.. and to add to tht.. i've got some workshop i got to attend tomorrow, wednesday and friday.. hopefully its good enough for me to get through with the next 2 workshops on wed and friday.. HOPEFULLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-3547558464266584336?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3547558464266584336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=3547558464266584336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3547558464266584336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3547558464266584336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/06/baik-ah-mcs.html' title='Baik ah MCS!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-6989543538740731043</id><published>2007-05-31T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T11:21:52.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choir performance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey3! so yesterday was the plaisir di chanson.. i think its spelt that way lol.. lazy to take the tickets out.. yupp.. so yeah.. was at the victoria concert hall to watch the performance.. i cant believe VCH ( victoria concert hall) is THAT small.. i expected it to be sooo much bigger.. yeah.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but yesterday damn paisey!! so embarrassing!!! coz during the interval, we went out.. and then we saw this table of food.. so we went to queue for it.. murny and me that is.. so yeah.. but little did we know that actually the food was ONLY FOR INVITED GUESTS!!! omg! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then one of the teachers - never seen her around school before, she asked us if we were invited guests.. and we were like uh no~ and she was like yeah. the food is only for invited guests! so bloody embarrassing!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went off immediately.. if there was a feedback form. i would have commented something on the food only available for invited guests.. and yet conan - the host,  still said 'welcome back. i'm we are all revitalised and ready to hear more from the choir.' i was like right! revitalised! hah! since when?? they should have at least told us that the food available was only for the invited guests.. sheesh! not happy!! haha oh well.. luckily the choir wasnt so bad.. yup and the combined choir with AJC was good.. so yeah. the concert was alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;so yeah.. after the concert went to walk around for abit.. and reached home at about 11.20pm.. really late but i dont really care.. hahx.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-6989543538740731043?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/6989543538740731043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=6989543538740731043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6989543538740731043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/6989543538740731043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/choir-performance.html' title='choir performance..'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855145825685705482.post-3205406150899607308</id><published>2007-05-30T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:24:25.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much for never wanting to do a blog!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, hey! so first blog entry ever.. hahx. and yet i always old myself that blogging's a waste of time.. dunno wat got into me. hah! so im new to this thing.. and syash! help me out with this layout template thing!!!! trying to get the hang of it so will do my best to make this a success. (right~ since when did this become a sorta achievement lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was my cca farewell bbq.. some bbq it was.. disorganized and quiet.. no music.. just talk and laughter from the seniors. like outcast sey the few of us.. i think we know who we are.. hahx.oh well.. alot of ppl had to leave early.. like 8 there was already a few ppl leaving.. wth.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so yeah. stayed til about 10.10pm.. yup.. then wanted to take 196 to parkway but it seemed to take forever so th 3 of us took a cab instead.. haha.. we only had to pay about a dollar each.. so yeah.. and lucky for me.. my bus came just as i reached the bus stop.. yay! lolx.. yup.. reached home at about 11.10..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it seems that each time i go out right, the average timing nowadays for me to reach home is 11 plus. really late.. i used to like get home by 8 plus or at the latest 10 plus.. it usually didnt touch 11.. but then again, people change.. like they always say - 24 hours a day is never enough!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855145825685705482-3205406150899607308?l=momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/feeds/3205406150899607308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=855145825685705482&amp;postID=3205406150899607308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3205406150899607308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/855145825685705482/posts/default/3205406150899607308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentaryinnocence.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-much-for-never-wanting-to-do-blog.html' title='so much for never wanting to do a blog!!'/><author><name>fonzelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
